Chapter 167: Don't Call Me Mr. Leng at Home
Leng Boss, who was standing at the door of his son's room, heard the sound of locking the door, and Jun's face darkened.
Is this woman too arrogant?
This is her home, so she can do whatever she wants.
Jun's face tightened, and his eyes coldly glanced at Xia Zhi's room, and Leng Tian walked back to his bedroom.
Her hand was impatiently tugging at the tie around her neck, and she suddenly remembered the snack she had brought back for her son, and her eyes flashed.
She goes out at night with her friends?
Suddenly, the mood of a night of irritability seems to have found a breakthrough, and it is a lot better.
The tie flicked and hung on the coat hook accurately, and strode to the bathroom in the cold.
When Xia Solstice came out, she couldn't cry or laugh when she saw the little guy sitting on the bed, nodding his head sleepily, and refusing to sleep.
Walked over.
"Baby, why don't you fall asleep when you're sleepy?"
This little guy is so distressing.
"Mommy, hello, I'll wait for you!"
Leng Yicheng stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes, he was a little sleepy and couldn't open his eyes, and his tone was wilted.
"Fool, go to bed first when you're sleepy!"
Xia Zhi rubbed his head, helped him lie down, pinched his little face distressedly, and coaxed softly: "Sleep!" ”
"Mommy, good night!" Leng Yicheng smiled sleepily.
Xia Zhi smiled and responded softly: "Good night, baby!" ”
She leaned over and kissed Xiao Chengcheng on the forehead, pulled the quilt over him, and waited for him to fall asleep, then turned around and turned off the light, leaving only a small lamp, and lay down by herself.
The long breathing of the little guy next to her was like a lullaby, and she hugged the little guy's body sideways, naturally.
After a while, I fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Xia Zhi didn't go to the hospital to see his grandfather, because he came back late last night, he felt guilty about the little guy and wanted to spend more time with him.
I plan to have breakfast with the little one before going to work.
"It's always early in the cold!"
Seeing the man coming over, Xia Zhi couldn't help but secretly take a look, the man was dressed in an iron gray suit, with a tall body, and he changed a different style of suit every day, which made him even more handsome and extraordinary.
Leng Tian glanced at her lightly, and said lightly: "Don't call me Mr. Leng at home!" ”
Xia Zhi didn't care about this with him, and greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Leng, please take a seat, I'll go serve breakfast immediately!" ”
Leng Tian stared at her smiling little face, and her eyebrows moved slightly, how could this woman be full of vitality every day, as if she had been beaten with chicken blood.
Xia Zhi looked at him for a moment, then turned around and went in to bring out the prepared breakfast.
Fu Ma also helped and brought out the rest.
"Sir, this pumpkin porridge is made by the young lady, do you want to taste it?"
Fu Ma smiled and put a pot of brightly colored pumpkin porridge in front of Leng Tian and asked him.
Leng Tianmeiyu frowned, a little unwilling to drink porridge.
"Grandma Fu, I want to drink!"
Leng Yicheng threw away the Rubik's Cube, looked up at the pot of porridge with a small face, and looked at the porridge greedily.
Xia Zhi touched his little head with a smile, "Auntie will give you Sheng!" ”
She took the iron bowl for the little guy and gave him a small half bowl, "Be careful of scalding, drink slowly, and I'll serve it to you after drinking!" ”
"Uh-huh! Mommy, you eat too. Leng Yicheng nodded violently, and couldn't wait to take the spoon and blow the hot air to eat.
Xia Zhi looked at him nervously, always afraid that he would be hot.
After making sure that he was eating very carefully, he was relieved, and as soon as he turned his head, he met someone's deep eyes.
She was stunned for a moment, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Leng, don't you like to drink porridge?" ”
"Serve me a bowl!" Leng Tian said lightly, seeing that his son was eating deliciously, he also wanted to taste it a little.
Xia Zhi raised his eyebrows, took the bowl in Fu Ma's hand, and served it to him.
"Mr. Leng, drink slowly!"
"Young lady, yours!" Fu Ma also served a bowl for the summer solstice.
"Thank you, Fu Ma!" Xia Zhi smiled back before bowing his head and eating.