"Sister Plum Blossom and Sister Osmanthus! Sister Plum Blossom told me that children must be well-behaved and obedient in order to be liked by adults. Sister Osmanthus told me that children must be polite and know how to advance and retreat in order to be liked by adults. When he mentioned his sisters, Chu Yande looked proud.

Looking at that little face full of childishness, Ling Chenyi's mood seemed to have become much better.

"What's your name and how old are you?"

"If you go back to the world, my name is Chu Yande, and I am six years old this year."

Six-year-old ......

This age reminded Ling Chenyi of the little sister in her family, five-year-old Ling Fei'er.

It's just that they are only one year old, but the personalities of these two little milk babies are completely different.

Alas, if his sister could be like Chu Yande, the little guy, the family would not have such a headache.

When Osmanthus entered the house and was about to call Chu Yande, the scene she saw was Chu Yande kneeling on the kang, tilting his head to look at Ling Chenyi, while Ling Chenyi was sitting on the edge of the kang with a contemplative face.

"I've seen the prince!" Osmanthus saluted and greeted Ling Chenyi, interrupting Ling Chenyi's contemplation.

"Hmm." Ling Chenyi put away his thoughts, nodded, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Uh, that, I, I'm here to find Xiaode." Osmanthus pointed at Chu Yande in a daze, and Chu Yande saw that Osmanthus was pointing at him, hurriedly bypassed the kang table, got off the kang from the other side, and looked at Ling Chenyi with Osmanthus.

Ling Chenyi waved his hand and didn't speak again, Osmanthus hurriedly took Chu Yande's little hand and retreated.

It wasn't until he was the only one left in this room that Ling Chenyi suddenly found himself in a woman's boudoir.

Although there is a lack of aromatherapy in this room, judging from the furnishings and the sewing basket on the kang, there is no doubt that this is indeed a woman's boudoir.

Such a discovery made Ling Chenyi freeze instantly, he seemed to have been put in this room to rest last night.

He is a big man, and he has slept in a woman's boudoir for so long?!

In an instant, Ling Chenyi seemed to be burned to the buttocks, he got up from the kang violently, and subconsciously took two steps back, but he was suddenly tripped by something, and the whole person leaned back.

However, Ling Chenyi's kung fu was not covered, at the moment when he was about to lean over, his waist was violently forced, and the whole person turned over in mid-air, and then changed places and stood firmly.

It's just that at this time, Ling Chenyi's gaze was no longer looking at the kang, but at the curtain that should have been behind him.

The curtain covered a corner of the room, and in the early hours of this morning, the light in the room was already dim, and the color of the curtain was black, so I didn't pay much attention.

As soon as he entered the house, Ling Chenyi was directly attracted by Chu Yande, so he didn't pay attention to the curtain, but now, even if he didn't want to find out, it would be difficult.

There will be a black curtain in a woman's boudoir, which is not a normal thing for both the rich and the poor.

In addition, the black curtain did not give people a very good feeling, so at this moment, a very bad premonition suddenly rose in Ling Yichen's heart.

Reaching out and grabbing the curtain, Ling Chenyi violently lifted the curtain directly.

At the moment when the curtain was lifted, Ling Chenyi's facial expression froze again.

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