"I know, I know, I will protect this before I get married." Xiao Ke stuck out his tongue and said teasingly: "It's really a big girl." ”

Song Xingchen: "......"

The little girl really didn't clean up, and even she dared to joke.

The taxi sent Song Xingchen home first, and then sent Xiao Ke away.

Song Xingchen took off the license plate of the taxi, and then watched the taxi go away, she stood at the gate of the Leng family, looking at the huge villa and shaking her head.

The cool breeze made Song Xingchen a little sober, walked home, and just put down the bag when he returned to the room, he saw a small figure rushing in and holding her hand.

Leng Yi'an had already changed into pajamas, and was waiting for her to come back at home, and when she heard the familiar footsteps at the door, she ran over without thinking about it.

"Mom, it's so late to get off work today, and I've waited 2 hours longer than usual for you to come back." The little guy casually reached out and made a two-two.

"I'm sorry for the delay." Song Xingchen couldn't cry or laugh, Leng Yi'an was still pinching, I really don't know whether to say that he is smart or that others are big.

Leng Yi'an led her to sit down on the sofa, sensibly brought a glass of water, and looked at her with big eyes: "Mom has worked hard, take a rest." ”

Song Xingchen was not very thirsty, but he still touched his little head and drank a few sips with him.

Then, she asked gently, "Did you have fun at school today?" ”

"Happy, my mother's craftsmanship is great, my classmates all say it's super delicious, and they say that you are beautiful and generous, and I envy me vigorously." Leng Yi'an sat on the sofa, because of his height, his feet couldn't touch the ground, so he could only kick his legs one by one.

Although his personality is much more stable than that of children of the same age, his movements still make people feel cute and cute.

"Really? If An An likes it, Mom can do it for you next time. Song Xingchen said softly.

"Also, they also said that my father is handsome and steady, and he is a special match with my mother, so he is a natural pair, and his classmates who don't usually play with me have come to talk to me today." Leng Yi'an should be really happy, and his eyes were shining when he spoke: "Hmph, now who dares to laugh at me for not having a mother, my parents are the most beautiful and eye-catching in the world." ”

Song Xingchen was also infected by his emotions, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.

In the eyes of others, is she a good match for Leng Haochen standing together?

Just thinking about it, I saw Leng Haochen also wear pajamas and walked into the room, sitting casually on the side.

His originally tough and handsome facial features were warmed soft and kind by the light of the chandelier on the ceiling, with a lazy charm in the corners of his eyes, and after glancing at her, his voice was low: "So late? ”

Song Xingchen's heart was beating a little faster inexplicably: "Well, the crew has something to do, so it's been delayed for a long time, why don't you take An An to sleep first?" ”

Leng Haochen said speechlessly: "You're not here, can he sleep peacefully?" ”

He wished that this stinky boy would go to bed early, he would have Song Xingchen alone.

In the past, when Song Xingchen hadn't appeared yet, he had many ways to make An An go to bed early.

Now that Song Xingchen has appeared, An An sticks to her every day, sometimes she doesn't even want to listen to his words, and thinks about her mother all day long.

"Then I'll go take a shower first, and then take An An to sleep." One of Song Xingchen's hands was still tightly held by Leng Yi'an, so he had to raise his other hand and rub Leng Yi'an's little head.

Leng Haochen is indeed right, An An is becoming more and more dependent on her, and cherishes her as her favorite and dearest mother.

She gently coaxed the little guy: "An An, you go back to the room and sit for a while, and Mom will tell you a bedtime story later, okay?" ”

I thought that Leng Yi'an would nod and go back to the room obediently, but he didn't expect that he shook his head after looking at Leng Haochen's deep eyes: "Mom, I'm a boy, I've grown up, and I can sleep by myself." ”

The father and son had already agreed on the cooperative relationship in the morning, and since Leng Yi'an had agreed, he would help his father and mother create opportunities.

"Sleep on your own?" Song Xingchen was surprised: "Don't listen to my story?" ”

"I won't listen to it tonight." Leng Yi'an didn't say anything too deadly: "Mom, in fact, now I can sleep by myself, you don't have to accompany me anymore, I want to slowly learn to be independent, and then I can protect you like my father." ”

Song Xingchen wondered, wasn't Leng Yi'an pestering her to sleep before?

Why did you suddenly change your attitude?

At this age, it's normal to be clingy, and she's quite willing to coax An An to sleep.

When the child is confused, his voice is soft, and his round face does not have the cool little appearance of the past, but is particularly well-behaved and cute.

Song Xingchen pinched the white and tender flesh on Leng Yi'an's face: "Who taught you to start being independent now?" Children should grow up healthily under the care and companionship of their parents, and living independently at the right time is the right way to grow up. ”

"It's Dad......" Leng Yi'an subconsciously wanted to confess to his father who was eyeing his mother, but he quickly changed his words after making eye contact with his father: "It was the teacher who taught us, children can't rely too much on their parents, they have to do what they can, and they shouldn't be pampered." ”

What An An's teacher said is indeed very reasonable, and Song Xingchen quite agrees.

Today, since An An is obsessed with going to sleep alone, she naturally will not object: "An An is really good." ”

Leng Haochen, who had been sitting on the side, secretly signaled Leng Yi'an with his eyes when Song Xingchen lowered his head and looked at An An seriously.

From Song Xingchen's point of view, he could only see An An's round eyes blinking at Leng Haochen, not knowing what signal he was transmitting.

Soon, I heard Leng Yi'an's immature voice coming: "So, Mom, you don't have to spend time worrying about me in the future, spend more time with Dad, although Dad is an adult, he also needs your company very much." ”

Leng Haochen raised his eyebrows: "Well, I've been very busy with work recently, and I don't have time to accompany you." ”

"It's okay, you don't have to accompany me." Song Xingchen glanced at Leng Haochen in surprise, and always felt that the conversation between the three of them was weird: "I'm also quite busy with work." ”

"Mom, come here." Leng Yi'an received his father's eyes, pulled Song Xingchen to Leng Haochen's bedroom, pulled the person to sit down on the edge of the bed, and looked serious: "Mom." ”

"What's wrong?" Song Xingchen was surprised: "Do you have something to tell me?" ”

Leng Yi'an was serious: "Mom, go take a bath, Dad is still waiting for you to sleep." ”

"What?" Song Xingchen was stunned for a moment.

"I'm done with what I want to share with you today, I'll go back to my room and sleep." Leng Yi'an jumped out of bed lightly, quickened his pace and ran out of the bedroom.