Mysterious president, get away from me!

She described mu Nianchen, whom she knew, to Xichen bit by bit. Her voice was soft and her expression was warm. Unconsciously, she showed some unspeakable feelings.

"It turns out that my father is as good as my second uncle." Accidentally mentioning the second uncle, Xichen's eyes suddenly disappeared, and his mood became low. He held the quilt tightly with his fingers and whispered, "Auntie, my second uncle will come back, right?"

"I'll be back." Mo Ling didn't want him to indulge in grief again. He changed the topic and said, "how about Auntie singing lullaby to make you sleep?"

Xichen answered "yes" and closed his eyes.

Mo Ling gazed at his handsome face, gently stroked his hair with her fingers, and sang a lullaby with a smile. This kind of scene, she had fantasized countless times, finally, she can coax him to sleep, good.

The voice hummed softly twice, the little guy's breathing became smooth and shallow, and he was already asleep. Maureen bent down and kissed him on the cheek, and whispered, "honey, have a good dream."

Mo Ling dims the light at the head of the bed, and then goes to the bathroom to wash. When she comes back from washing, she sees the little guy lying flat just now, curled up in a ball, wrapped in a fluffy quilt, just like a caterpillar.

Mo Ling smile, quietly into the bed, the little guy to his arms, just looking down at his quiet sleeping face, her heart is steady and satisfied.

"Mommy... Mommy..."

Mo Ling woke up with a faint sob. She quickly turned on the bedside lamp and found that Xichen, who was sleeping in her arms, was talking in her sleep, with tears on her face. She sobbed and cried vaguely, "Mommy... Don't leave me..."

Maureen's heart is breaking.

She gently stroked his hair with her right hand and said in a soft voice, "good morning, Mommy is here. Mommy won't leave you..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes were full of tears.

"Mommy..." Xichen suddenly opened his eyes, and Mo Ling quickly turned away and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Mommy..." Xichen threw herself into her arms and cried, "Wow," you're my mommy, aren't you? "

"No, I'm not. Xichen, you misunderstood me. I just wanted to comfort you." Mo Ling quickly explained that he wanted to push him away, but he was reluctant, anxious and flustered.

"Mommy, don't leave me anymore. I miss you so much..."

Xichen hugs her tightly and refuses to let go. She cries in her arms. Her heart is torn and her heart is aching. Her emotion overcomes her reason. She completely forgets the serious consequences of the truth exposure. She just wants to comfort the little man in her arms. She kisses his hair with tears and coaxes him, "OK, Mommy will never leave again, Mommy also missed Xichen.... "

Mother and son cried together. I don't know how long later, the little man in his arms gradually stopped sobbing. Mo Ling looked down and saw that he was lying on her chest, sleeping sweetly, with crystal tears on her long eyelashes.

She affectionately kisses his face, "Mommy's baby, go to sleep, wake up, everything will be OK."

The next morning, when Maureen woke up, she saw Xichen leaning her head and sleeping soundly. She laughed a little, worried about waking him up. She carefully lifted the corner of the quilt and moved her body out of the quilt. As soon as she sat down at the head of the bed and put on her shoes, a confused murmur came from her body.

"Good morning, Auntie!"

The little guy sat in the middle of the fluffy and soft quilt, his bleary eyes slightly opened, his face with the unique confusion of not waking up, and his head with a few stupid hairs high up.

Never seen such a cute expression of him, Mo Ling could not help but jump up and hug him, kiss him, and then press the cocked hair with her hand, and said with a gentle smile, "did you sleep well last night, Xichen baby?"

Xichen nodded foolishly, "it's very good. I also dreamt of my mommy."

Maureen's face was smothered.

It turns out that Xichen held her last night and called her Mommy. She was just dreaming and talking in her dreams. She was a little disappointed, but she was relieved subconsciously. After all, it was not a good thing for Xichen to expose her identity at this time.

"So..." she said with an unnatural smile, "it's still early. Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"No sleep, no sleep." Xichen's blurred eyes have recovered. He raised his hands, stretched his little waist, tilted his head, and squinted, "aunt, I want to go back to the villa opposite."

Mo Ling didn't ask him what he was going back to do, but he was worried that he was alone in the villa. He thought of Mu Chen cold and sad, and said, "OK, do you need an aunt to accompany you?"

"No, my aunt will call Zhuzhu to get up and prepare breakfast. I'll go back alone."

Mo Ling rubbed his hair, "well, Auntie will wait for you to come back for breakfast."

She originally wanted to help him change his clothes, but Xichen had already formed the habit of independence. She matched his clothes well and dressed herself as handsome and lovely.

Mo Ling watched his back and walked towards the villa opposite. Until the little man was covered by the green shade and could no longer be seen, she took back her sight and turned around. Lin Lanyao was standing behind her. He was dressed neatly and was so handsome that people couldn't move his sight.

She slightly a Zheng, think of what happened last night, a time don't know how to face him.

"Good morning, Ling." Lin Lanyao took the lead in saying hello, with a bright smile on her handsome face and a calm look, as if nothing happened last night.

Mo Ling inexplicably relieved, but also raised a bright smile, "good morning, did you get used to sleeping last night?"

She knew that Lin Lanyao had the habit of recognizing the bed. It was the first time that he stayed at her home. She didn't know whether he slept well.

"I couldn't sleep at first, but I finally fell asleep." Lin Lanyao shrugged his shoulders and joked, "I'll have to come a few more times in the future. If I get used to sleeping in that bed, I can easily fall asleep."

If it had been before, Maureen would have agreed with him and asked him to come a few more times. However, since he revealed his mind, she was very cautious and didn't dare to joke at will, so as not to be taken seriously by him.

She laughed and didn't answer him. She looked up and down at him and said, "you're dressed so neatly that you want to go out at once."

"You guessed it." Lin Lanyao reluctantly pulled the lip, "in fact, I ran out of the company secretly yesterday, today I will go abroad to talk about a cooperation case."

Mo Ling was surprised, "are you really going to leave soon? What time is the flight? Is it in time

"There's enough time for us to have breakfast together." Lin Lanyao slowly rolled up his sleeve and raised his eyebrows to her, "today I'll let you have a look at Lin's breakfast."

"No more." Mo Ling quickly pressed his hand, "the smell of lampblack in the kitchen is too heavy. What if I get my clothes dirty? You can't catch a plane with the smell of fumes and negotiate with customers. "

Lin Lan Yao threw a wink, "what's the matter? I'll change it on the plane."

Lin's private plane stops at Yingcheng airport and is on standby. As soon as he calls, the assistant will be ready.

The young master Lin insists on showing off his cooking skills. Mo Ling can't stop him. He just grabs his suit coat and says, "at least take off the coat."

"You take it off for me." Someone picked an eyebrow and had a bad smile on his face.

"..." some black lines came out of Mo Ling's forehead and glared at him, "are you a three-year-old? And I need to help you undress. "

"Come on, I'm kidding you. I don't have any sense of humor." Master Lin bent two fingers, knocked on her forehead, raised his chin and said, "please pass me your apron, Miss Maureen."

"What a troublemaker." Mo Ling complains with a smile, takes the suit coat he took off and hands him the apron.

"Get out of here and don't affect my performance." Lin Lanyao supported her shoulder with both hands, turned her around and pushed her gently.

"Master Lin, don't light up my kitchen, or I'll cry for you." Mo Ling twisted his head and joked, then obediently walked out of the kitchen.

As the kitchen door closed, the smile on Lin Lanyao's face gradually disappeared. His slender fingers turned over behind him and tied up his apron.

Outside the kitchen, the smile on Maureen's face had disappeared. She sighed silently and went upstairs to wake up Zhuzhu.

Villa on the second floor, open and quiet study, a small body sitting in a tall chair, holding a small and exquisite mobile phone, face serious, from time to time to say something.

"Well, I see... I will..."

After chatting for nearly ten minutes, Xichen hung up and hid his mobile phone in the desk drawer. Then he jumped down from the high chair with his hands behind him. Baozi had a serious face and walked out of the study like a little old man.

Ham and egg sandwiches, mushroom omelets, vegetable salads, hot milk, fresh orange juice just squeezed out, and breakfast on the table are full of color and fragrance, which looks very attractive.

Lin Lanyao looked at Mo Ling and said with a smile, "try it. I haven't cooked for a long time. I hope the craftsmanship doesn't go back."

Mo Ling took a bite of the mushroom omelet and swallowed it slowly. He wiped the corners of his lips with a paper towel and said with a smile, "it's delicious. I didn't expect that people who could never cook five years ago can practice their cooking skills now."

Lin Lanyao blinked and said in the classic tone of TV shopping advertisement, "now I'm a good man in the hall and the kitchen. If you want, you can call to order. Now it's only 998. Oh, it's only 998. The best man will let you take me home. Do you have any super value?"

Mo Ling can't laugh or cry, "well, don't advertise, hurry to eat."

Zhu Zhu cackled and cried, "Uncle Lin is so cute!"

"Little guy, you can't use cute to describe uncle." Lin Lanyao held his chin with his fingers and raised his eyebrows coolly. "You should praise me for being handsome and handsome."