Song Xingchen was about to be suffocated by Leng Haochen's kiss, she hurriedly reached out between the two and pushed Leng Haochen away.

If she didn't say anything, she might really suffocate to death, she said helplessly: "Okay, I promise, I will never have too close scenes with those actors, and keep a proper distance from the actors, okay?" ”

How can there be no intimate scenes in the scenes of the big heroine? In order to highlight the characteristics of the heroine, the director also specially added a male number two, which is enough to explain.

It's just that these can only be thought about in her heart, if she really tells her back, she always feels that Leng Haochen will either force the crew to change the play for her, or find several stand-ins for her.

Either way, in short, she doesn't want to film peacefully.

So, let's hide it from Leng Haochen first.

Leng Haochen narrowed his eyes: "You don't want to?" ”

Song Xingchen nodded hurriedly: "Yes, really willing, it's almost done, I want to go and see An An." ”

She just wanted to run away now.

"Hmm." Leng Haochen wiped her mouth.

He took into account Song Xingchen's injury, and he didn't mean to embarrass her, but just swore an oath of sovereignty appropriately.

He let go of Song Xingchen, which was regarded as acquiescing to Song Xingchen's words.

When Song Xingchen walked to the door, he suddenly said coldly: "I'll go with you." ”

Leng Yi'an was entertaining himself in his room, with Lego fragments all over the floor, having a lot of fun.

Song Xingchen didn't go in directly, but knocked on his door first: "An An, how is the homework?" ”

Although Leng Yi'an is a child, privacy should still be respected.

Leng Haochen followed behind, silent and unresponsive.

Leng Yi'an in the room was startled, his hand shook, and the Lego model he had just assembled collapsed instantly.

At this moment, he finally deeply realized the true feeling of the idiom "beating his chest and stunning" in the book.

Forget it, it's not difficult anyway, just take a little more time, the most important thing is Mom.

After comforting herself for a long time, Xiao Mengwa simply cleaned up the Lego, took out the homework he had found temporarily, and shouted, "Come in, Mom." ”

Song Xingchen opened the door at this time, and as soon as he entered, he saw Leng Yi'an sitting at the desk obediently, holding a pen in his hand, looking up at her, smiling cutely.

However, soon he caught a glimpse of his father, who was immediately behind his mother, and his cheerful smile was suddenly not so cheerful.

"Didn't Mom and Dad talk about things?" Leng Yi'an deliberately didn't look at Leng Haochen when he spoke, and raised his head towards his mother.

Leng Haochen's dark eyes were dyed with a smile, and he took a children's magazine without saying a word, sat on the chair next to him and read it without changing his face.

Song Xingchen approached the desk, stood on Leng Yi'an's side, and touched his little head: "After talking, my mother wants to come over and appreciate the handsome appearance of my smart An An when he is serious about his homework." ”

This compliment Leng Yi'an was very useful, and his eyes began to glow.

And Song Xingchen glanced at the dense words on the homework book, but his mood became complicated.

I didn't notice it before, it turned out that An An's font would be so upright.

Although it's not a standard block letter, it's better than the fonts of adults she's usually seen.

"An An, do you usually practice calligraphy by yourself? The handwriting is so beautiful. Song Xingchen exclaimed.

was praised again, Leng Yi'an was so excited that he jumped up directly.

"In the past, my father always taught me to be calm in doing things, not to panic, to study, and even more so to write, and then let me practice calligraphy for half an hour every day, and slowly correct the font."

After all, it was indeed his father who taught him well, and he was also proud of his father, so he subconsciously mentioned his father, and his eyes naturally glanced at Leng Haochen, wanting to pull a wave of favor for him.

Leng Haochen didn't seem to care about the conversation here at all, his eyes never took off the magazine in his hand, and he turned the page calmly and continued to read.

It's just a faint, but real smile in his eyes.

It's just that Leng Yi'an didn't see the corners of his father's smiling eyes, and the boss was unhappy in his heart, his father was really a piece of wood, and he didn't know how to express himself in front of the woman he liked, and he was not as good as a child.

It's too stupid, when will I be able to chase my mother?

Song Xingchen, who was proud of his son, didn't notice Leng Haochen's subtle changes, but just gave the child a thumbs up: "An An is diligent and hardworking, awesome." ”

"Mom, I will definitely be very promising, maybe better than Dad, and then I will be able to take good care of Mom and Dad!" Leng Yi'an raised his little head arrogantly and raised his little fist to show his determination.

Dad is unreliable, but he still makes his mother love him a little more.

Song Xingchen couldn't cry or laugh: "Well, An An is the best." ”

Leng Haochen on the side silently flipped through a page of the magazine again, but no one knew if he didn't read it.

Immediately afterwards, Leng Yi'an didn't pretend to be in a hurry to do any homework, directly put down the pen, pretended to flip through the "fake homework", and then closed the homework book and cleaned up the desk.

"Mom, I'm just pretty much done."

"So fast? Don't you still have to work with your classmates on video? ”

Leng Yi'an's little eyes began to glance wildly, he usually didn't lie much, and when the person who lied asked him with a suspicious tone, he was still a little overwhelmed uncontrollably.

Then, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to lie: "It's been done a long time ago." ”

After speaking, he told Song Xingchen with a very solemn expression: "Mom, you can rest assured that my grades have always been the best, and I can actually go to primary school a long time ago." ”

He sighed distressedly: "It's a pity that the age is not up to standard, and my father won't let me go." ”

This arrogant and cold appearance is simply carved out of the same mold as Leng Haochen.

Song Xingchen deliberately glanced at Leng Haochen and was amazed.

Leng Haochen's high IQ and business acumen are recognized, and Leng Yi'an must have perfectly inherited his father's advantages, and he has been excellent since he was a child.

Song Xingchen muttered: "It's true." ”

And this whispered emotion attracted two glances.

An eye full of energy and enthusiasm for the future.

The other gaze is calm and calm, and the momentum can calm most of the scenes.

Two similar faces always express their own emotions.

Song Xingchen's face turned red, and he coughed dryly and pretended that nothing had happened: "Then what else do you want to play, my mother has time in the morning, so I can accompany you more." ”

She really feels sorry for An An who has no mother since she was a child, if An An is her child, she will definitely be reluctant to leave An An.

But it doesn't matter, although An An doesn't have a mother, but if she is really with Leng Haochen in the future, they will be a real family, and she will make up for An An's lack of maternal love.