Traps Of Love

In the dark, the screen of the mobile phone, which has been pressed into silence, keeps flashing.

Leng Zetian frowns slightly. Leng Rui's eyes sweep over his mobile phone and makes up his mind. Then he slowly releases Mi Xiaoya in his arms and stands up to leave.

Leng Zetian holds his cell phone and presses the answer button.

Li Yunze's voice came over, "Leng Shao, there is news from the informant, and the shipment has started. We have to get there as soon as possible. "

After listening to each other's words, Leng Zetian said in a deep voice, "the place is sent. I'll be there in ten minutes."

Hang up the phone, Leng Zetian did not go out immediately.

He opened the door and went to another bedroom, which was Leng Jinyu's room.

In the moonlight, xiaomengbao's sleeping posture is very indecent. Her legs are curled up and she is lying on the pillow in a frog like shape. Her pink mouth is wide open and she is still drooling.

Leng Zetian looks at him with a look of disgust. Whose sleeping posture does this smelly boy inherit.

But he couldn't help but pass the pet smile in his eyes.

Only Leng Jinyu can make people feel so cute.

Leng Zetian takes out his mobile phone and takes a picture of Leng Jinyu's classic sleeping posture. Then he gently holds Xiaomeng bag and puts him beside Mi Xiaoya.

Leng Zetian pinched his ivory nose and said in a low voice, "smelly boy, you are the only man in the family these days. You should protect your beautiful Mommy, or come back to you to plead guilty."

Leng Jinyu wrinkled her nose, smashed her mouth, and fell asleep, as if she didn't hear anything.

The saliva flows down the back of Leng Zetian's hand and turns him blue.

Leng Zetian finds out that he and this smelly boy are definitely enemies of his last life. In this life, Xiaomeng Bao is the creditor who comes back to be the master.

He doesn't care about him either. After tucking in Leng Jinyu and Mi Xiaoya, he turns and leaves.

When I came to the door, I suddenly heard a childish and sweet voice say a word.

"Don't worry, big ice face, with me, Mommy won't suffer."

Leng Zetian's heart is so soft that he turns around and looks at it.

In the moonlight, Xiaomeng nests in MI Xiaoya's arms. The faces of the mother and the son are the same, quiet and happy.

Smelly boy, unconsciously, he has the temperament of a little man.

Leng Zetian meditates in his heart that if the mission goes well, he will give Leng Jinyu the address of Shirley when he comes back.

He knew that the letter Leng Jinyu had prepared for Shirley was almost ready.

That smelly boy knows the girl's mind better than he does.

The door closed slowly and Leng Zetian turned to leave.

In the living room, a figure is hidden in the middle of the sofa. Long wine red curly hair looks like a dark red flame in the moonlight. It's dangerous, sexy and charming.

"Lengshao, where are you going if you don't accompany Xiaoya so late?" Chu Zixuan stopped him.

Leng Zetian stood still, reached out and gracefully copied in the windbreaker. His cold and proud eyebrows narrowed slowly. "What's the matter with you?"

Chu Zixuan rubbed her eyebrows in distress and handed an invitation, "it's not me, it's my family. You'll see. "

Leng Zetian took the gilded invitation in English, with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth, "your blind date meeting, it's none of my business."

Chu Zixuan nodded, "I don't think it has anything to do with you. But my family don't think so, so you have to deal with it. I don't want Xiaoya to misunderstand anything. "