He is now almost a lobbyist of his father, Beitang Yunyang, Beitang Yaori raised his hand and habitually rubbed his temples, picked up the chrysanthemum tea next to him and took a sip.

Jiang Bo......

Tomorrow is a special day.

Jiang Bo's death day.

The bottom of Heiyao's stone eyes flashed with the depth of a lake, and the delicate facial features of Beitang Yaori were covered with a layer of unguessable calm.

In the other room, the atmosphere of learning was quite strong.

"Mommy, this?"

"Cow-milk."

"What about this?"

"Ice cream—shower."

"Mommy is so smart, what about this?"

"Xingzai-Lin-Lin Nuanxi!"

"Mommy is so good~ I remember a lot of words today."

Beitangxing put down the pinyin card in his hand and threw himself directly into Lin Nuanxi's arms.

Lin Nuanxi gently rubbed her coquettish son in her arms, with a happy smile on her face.

Now Beitangxing has one more task every day, which is to be a mother's Chinese teacher. Watching a nine-year-old son become his mother's teacher, this strange but indescribable sense of disobedience is extraordinarily harmonious.

In the past few days, Lin Nuanxi's number of Chinese words has been learned a lot, at least the name of each of them, Lin Nuanxi has firmly remembered, including all the people in the Lin family, naturally, there are also the two twin little boys who impressed Lin Nuanxi, Lin Ao and Lin Jue.

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, every time I see my son Beitangxing coquettish in my arms, Lin Nuanxi's mind always flashes the scene of Lin Jue crying in her arms on the wedding day.

"Mommy, what are you thinking?"

Beitangxing raised his head and looked at his mother Lin Nuanxi, who was a little fugue, and blinked his big moist eyes.

This son who has not seen him for five years, Lin Nuanxi thinks it is very incredible, he is only nine years old, but he has superb piano skills, is polite and sensible, and even learns English so well, and even the teaching level of Beitangxing surprised Lin Nuanxi.

She had never seen such a good child, only nine years old. Moreover, it is also her son.

But in the same way, when he went back to the Lin family and saw the two cute twins, Lin Nuanxi was even more shocked.

is four years younger than Beitang Xing, and it should be the age when he only knows how to eat and play coquettishly, but Lin Ao and Lin Jue can always blend into the atmosphere of the adults' conversation, and even understand what they are saying.

Since Lin Nuanxi came to China, she felt that everything in front of her was like a gorgeous and amazing dream, so beautiful that she couldn't believe it was true.

Excellent husband, excellent son, excellent mother's family, Lin Nuanxi is really anxious, how many wonderful memories are there in this blank memory for more than 20 years?

But she, Lin Nuanxi, couldn't think of anything.

"Mommy?"

"Mommy didn't think about anything else, she just felt surprised."

Beitangxing nodded as if he didn't understand, and the corners of his mouth hooked a sweet arc.

"Mommy, in fact, Xingzi was also very surprised, I never thought that Lin Ao and Lin Jue would call Mommy my aunt, so in this case, the two of them are my cousins."

"Well, yes."

"Well, I thought about letting my father adopt them as godsons."

"For what?"

"Because, Dad likes Lin Ao and Lin Jue very much."

The son's frank and straightforward words made Lin Nuanxi slightly stunned.

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