Nangong Lengyu looked at her triumphant little appearance, she was so cute, she couldn't help but want to go up and kiss and hug her.

The two went shopping and eating, and finally picked a local restaurant, went to eat, Ling Sheng checked the food map strategy, and the reputation was not bad.

At six o'clock in the evening, it was the Christmas stage performance organized by Xiaoqi's kindergarten, and she couldn't go back, so she discussed it with Xiaoqi's homeroom teacher and asked her if she could give her a live broadcast.

When the video came, Ling Sheng and Nangong Lengyu had just entered the restaurant and sat down, in the window position, quite quiet.

"Who, Ah Yan?" Nangong Lengyu came over strangely, and saw the face of a girl.

"Little Seven's mother." The homeroom teacher greeted with a smile: "It's almost started, Xiao Qi is preparing in the background, do you want to talk to Xiao Qi." ”

After speaking, he also turned the camera, the children and teachers were busy, there was makeup and clothes, and Xiao Qi was helping a little boy get a bow tie.

"What a cute baby, who is Xiaoqi's mother?" Nangong Leng Yu didn't finish a word, and shifted her gaze to Ling Sheng in shock.

Xiaoqi's mother, are you talking about Shengsheng?

Shengsheng: She's already the mother of the child?

How old is she, and the child is ...... Ayan's?

When was it born? Why didn't she hear from her at all?

Ah Yan, this bastard, how can he not know to tell them about such a big thing!

Ling Sheng watched his son take the phone, revealing a handsome face, and introduced with a smile: "Sister Yu, this is my son Ling Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, I will introduce you to a beautiful aunt." ”

Nangong Lengyu's expression was a little nervous, and her acceptance was a little slow, she couldn't believe that she had already given birth to a child and was in kindergarten, and greeted the handsome baby: "Xiao Qihao." ”

"Hello Auntie." Xiao Qi blinked his eyes and looked at the beautiful aunt in the video, the aunt is so beautiful, and her smile is so warm, like grandma!

Nangong Lengyu looked at the pink carved doll, her cute heart melted, she was so cute and sensible, she really wanted to hug him, she was obviously very happy, but the tip of her nose suddenly felt a little sour, and she greeted with a smile: "Xiao Qihao is good." ”

Xiao Qi performed the show for the first time, and his grandfather and grandmother were all cheering him on off the stage, excited and excited, explaining to Ling Sheng the roles he wanted to perform, and introducing other characters.

Nangong Lengyu has always liked children, but it was really the first time that she liked a baby so much at a glance, and her heart was held by him, and the familiar feeling made her heart full of emotion.

Until Xiao Qi reluctantly waved his little hand: "Mommy, Aunt Yu, I'm about to get ready to play, can I still watch it when I come down?" ”

The last sentence of the little guy was asked cautiously, and his big eyes were full of anticipation and shining.

Ling Sheng hadn't spoken yet.

Nangong Lengyu nodded: "Well, yes, when Xiao Qi comes to power, we will cheer you on, baby, come on!" ”

Xiao Qi smiled with crooked eyebrows, and nodded his little head sharply: "Xiao Qi will come on!" ”

The two of them watched Xiao Qi's performance, and they forgot to order, and when the homeroom teacher recorded the stage, he accidentally swept the audience.

A fleeting familiar figure, wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a hat.

Nangong Lengyu's eyes suddenly tightened, Huo Ci!

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