Leng Yicheng ran directly to the bathroom, but saw that the bathroom door was open, and Xia Zhi was not inside.

"Where's Mommy?"

He looked back at the cold sky, his little face was puffed up, and he was so cute that people couldn't help but want to pinch his little face.

Daddy lied to him again, and Mommy wasn't in the bathroom.

Leng Tian raised his sword eyebrows and did not respond to him.

"Haha, baby!"

Xia Zhi sneaked out of the cloakroom and suddenly jumped out, scaring Leng Yicheng.

When her son saw her, he smiled and squinted his eyes, pounced, hugged her legs tightly, and shouted happily: "Mommy, are you avoiding me?" ”

"Didn't hide!" She touched her son's soft hair, bent over to pick him up, pinched his pink little face dotingly, and smiled softly, "Mommy was tidying up the room just now." ”

"So have you packed up? Do you want me to help? ”

Leng Yicheng's eyes stared at her without blinking, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and his little face showed a looming dimple, which was simply cute.

"No, Mommy has already cleaned up." She hugged her son and kissed a few times, "Why don't you play below?" ”

As she walked out of the room, she motioned for the cold weather to go down.

"The two grandfathers are so bored, they keep playing chess and don't play with others!"

Leng Yicheng pouted.

She funnily pinched her son's little nose.

"Where's your dinosaur?"

"The dinosaurs lent the Uncle Black Cards to play with."

Xia Zhi's face was full of maternal love, and she gently touched her son's head, "Mommy plays with you, what do you want to play?" ”

Leng Yicheng's eyes turned around, and then he smiled, "Mommy, I'll play the piano for you!" ”

"Okay, let's go, let's go down!"

"Hey, hey!"

She rubbed her son's neck and giggled.

Leng Tian controlled the electric wheelchair himself, followed behind, and watched their mother and son play with a smile.

As a result, when he got downstairs, Leng Yicheng's attention was attracted by his dinosaurs, and Xia Zhi accompanied his son, chasing in the living room, having a good time, and there was joyful laughter from time to time.

In the end, I still play the piano in cold weather.

She was tired of playing, drank a glass of water, fed her son a glass of boiling water, and poured a glass of boiling water for the cold weather.

She held the water glass in both hands, and her eyes looked at his handsome and elegant silhouette without blinking.

The fawn in the heart of the man playing the piano was rammed.

The man's lowered eyes, long eyelashes, like the perfect side face curvature carved by God himself, have no flaws at all.

Noble and elegant.

At a glance, it was deeply stationed in people's hearts, and his heart beat faster.

She looked down, the man's delicate chin, the sexy Adam's apple

Unbuttoned the neckline of the two buttons, looming to reveal his solid chest muscles, making people unable to take their eyes off.

She swallowed, her cheeks burning a little.

Dressed in a white shirt, he is like a noble king, and he is extravagant.

The hands flying on the black and white keys were like restless wandering on her, rhythmic, and she sank and couldn't extricate herself with just a slight touch.

Suddenly realizing that she was thinking about something, her face became even hotter, and there was a breath of heat.

Her eyes flickered, but she couldn't help but look over.

The arms that folded their sleeves revealed their sturdy wrists, and with the dancing of their fingers, their muscles and bones twitched from time to time, full of manly strength.

In particular, his knobby fingers are particularly beautiful.

There is a kind of person who doesn't need to do anything, just sit quietly and be able to capture your heart in an instant.