didn't think about it, and the little girl suddenly spoke again: "She's really not my mother." She is my second aunt. After speaking, he reached out to pull the corner of Chen Zhihong's suit, "He is my second uncle." ”

Chen Zhihong didn't speak, the teacher looked at him, looked at Lin Jing with a look that you understand, and handed over the things in his hand to her, "Since you are not an outsider, then I will trouble you." ”

Lin Jing was stunned, the teacher stuffed things into her hands and left, she looked at Chen Zhihong embarrassedly, not knowing what to do.

Chen Zhihong raised his eyebrows: "Why are you stunned?"

"This ...... Is it appropriate?" she squeezed out between her teeth?

Chen Zhihong's eyes instantly became cold: "Otherwise, I'll come?"

"Well, I'll do it then. She resigned herself to applying lotion to the cotton pad and gently wiping it on Chen Xiaofan's face.

"That...... Mr. Chen, I'll go to Teacher Shen to explain in a while, I'm not her second aunt. Lin Jing thought about it, but still opened his mouth to suggest.

"I didn't say that. Chen Zhihong was calm and relaxed, and his voice was low: "If you want to explain, go ahead." ”

Chen Xiaofan was not honest when he removed his makeup, and he took Chen Zhihong's hand vigorously and asked him to praise her.

Lin Jing was afraid of hurting her, but she was moving, and there was really no way, so she asked the little girl not to move.

As soon as she said this, the little guy was immediately aggrieved, and his eyes turned red.

"Can't you remove your makeup if you move?" Chen Zhihong stared at her coldly.

"Uh...... Yes!" Lin Jing nodded knowingly.

Lin Jing took off Chen Xiaofan's makeup in a nervous mood, and then combed the little girl's hair with a beautiful ball.

She used to learn some haircuts, but she was actually bored when she was pregnant. When you get tired of reading a book, you find something to do. A studious person like her suddenly became interested in this when she was cutting her hair.

I ran to other people's stores every day and learned from the hairstylist. People were afraid that she would not be able to offend because she was a pregnant woman, so they had to teach her. In this way, she has developed a good craft.

Chen Xiaofan looked at himself in the mirror and was very happy: "Look good! Second aunt, you teach me! I can comb my hair by myself after I have learned." ”

"Little girl, I'm not your second aunt. Don't scream. Lin Jing shook the little girl's hand and said as patiently as possible: "I am your second uncle's colleague, and I am his assistant." ”

"Really?" Chen Xiaofan looked at Chen Zhihong as if he was asking for verification.

Chen Zhihong nodded with a cold face and didn't say much. I was already a little unhappy.

How much does this woman dislike him?

Chen Xiaofan shook Lin Jing's hand a little lost, and said pitifully: "Then can I still see you often?" I still want you to comb my hair." ”

Lin Jing opened her mouth to comfort her, but she still didn't think of what to say.

Before I knew it, there weren't many people in the background anymore, and they were all gone. After the performance, the children were taken away by their parents in advance, and the teachers agreed.

Lin Jing looked around. Silence and Keran are also gone. It should have been Keran who took him home.

She suddenly felt a little guilty, there were too many things, all of which should have been done by her, and in the end, she let Keran do it for her.

Chen Xiaofan took Chen Zhihong's hand and wanted to go out to continue watching the performance. Pouting and shaking his head, looking coquettish, Lin Jing's heart moved.

Looking at such a cute little girl, she suddenly had an urge to have another daughter. It is said that the daughter is the mother's intimate little padded jacket.

She thought it was cute in her heart, but Chen Zhihong didn't think so.

His thick eyebrows were tightly locked, and his face was cold, with a very obvious expression of impatience.

"Lizheng!" he suddenly whispered.

Chen Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly put his hands on both sides of the trouser line, stood straight, and looked at Chen Zhihong aggrievedly.

"Second Uncle......"

Chen Zhihong ignored her, picked her up and walked out.