I'm afraid Ling Yi didn't expect that the wine he gave Ling Jingyu was too strong, so Ling Jingyu was really drunk when he saw Qin Muxin.

Fortunately, I still said the most important words before going to sleep.

Looking at the man's delicate sleeping face, Qin Muxin's mind was turning a thousand times.

She remembered the whole process of him saving her that night and her entanglement with him, she never thought that that man would be Ling Jingyu.

It's really a thousand times to find him, there is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it, and that person is with you right in front of you.

No wonder, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity and throbbing at the first sight of him, no wonder Xiaomo could be defenseless against him, he would like his arms, and he would not reject him even if he pinched his face, and would say that he missed him after not seeing him for several days. This is probably the natural intimacy between father and son.

This man is really tolerant, he must have recognized himself at the first sight of himself. But he never said that if there was no drunkenness tonight, he would continue to pretend not to know.

No, no, on the day of the interview, he asked himself if he remembered him, and asked the child, on the day of the first wedding, he also asked, when he picked up Xiaomo from school, he said that he was Xiaomo's father, that performance was clearly the best attitude of a father to protect his calves.

Qin Muxin slapped his head violently, "Qin Muxin, you are really a big fool!" ”。

Qin Muxin continued to stare at Ling Jingyu's sleeping face in a daze, she was wondering if she would run away this time.

The sound of the wine glass breaking in the living room, Qin Muxin's suddenly excited voice, finally woke up Xiao Mo, who was still sleeping.

The little guy opened his eyes and looked around, but Mommy was not around.

The little guy didn't think about it, so he got off the bed and looked for her everywhere, until he saw her sitting calmly on the sofa in the living room, Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it's okay, it's not another nightmare.

Wait, what's going on? What's going on, Uncle Ling.

The little guy's eyes fell on the broken glass bottle on the ground, and found Ling Jingyu lying down and asleep on the sofa.

There was still a slight smell of alcohol in the air, and the little guy was delicate and only understood in an instant.

"Mom, Uncle Ling is drunk? He'll be cold when he sleeps like this! Xiao Mo's immature voice sounded.

Qin Muxin raised his eyes, looked at Xiao Mo, who was a little worried in his eyes, and then looked at the man lying down on the sofa, stood up suddenly, took a quilt from the room, and covered him.

Xiaomo also hurriedly took a broom and disposed of the glass shards on the ground.

……

The light of dawn poured into the living room of this small apartment through the window, and Ling Jingyu's head was groggy and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Uncle Ling, when you wake up, let's drink a cup of hot water to moisten your throat first!"

The child's voice sounded in his ears, and the child's voice was very cheerful.

Raising his hand to stroke his forehead, his head was still a little painful, and the man's eyes looked around, as if looking for something.

"My mommy is in the kitchen making you breakfast." Xiaomo continued.

Ling Jingyu did feel that his mouth was dry, but he still got up first and went to wash.

And after Xiaomo came out of his washing, he held the water cup on the table in the palm of his hand, waiting for him to take it. Ling Jingyu took the water, drank it in his stomach, and felt much better.

"How is it, doesn't it feel better, this is the rock sugar pear juice that my mommy specially boiled to make you sober up, does it feel sweet."

Xiao Mo blinked his innocent big eyes, staring at Ling Jingyu's face, expecting his compliment.

"Well, it's very sweet! I'm going to see your mother. Ling Jingyu replied, not only is the pear juice sweet, but also the heart is also sweet.

After speaking, Ling Jingyu touched Xiaomo's head dotingly, and then walked straight to the kitchen.

"I'll help you!"

Qin Muxin's three dishes and one soup had just been prepared and was about to be served on the table.

"Good!"

The two had a tacit understanding, and neither of them spoke first about last night's incident.

At the dinner table, Ling Jingyu served vegetables to Qin Muxin and Xiaomo from time to time, and every time she added vegetables to Qin Muxin, she looked at her with affectionate eyes. And he is also measured, as if he can know how much she can accept.

The atmosphere was delicate, there was something wonderful fermenting between the two adults, and the little guy happily took the dish that Ling Jingyu gave him every time, stealing joy in his heart.

In the time of this meal, the family of three will give full play to the virtue of eating without saying a word, which has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

"Uncle Ling, it's good that you're back, these days, I miss you so much, it's just today Saturday, I don't have to go to school, otherwise, you can take me out to play!"

After the meal, Qin Muxin was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and Ling Jingyu was about to get up to help her, but Xiao Mo hugged her thigh.

Ling Jingyu squatted down and said very solemnly: "Little guy, I have something very important to tell your mommy, can you go to your room for a while?" ”

"Ahh What is it? Uncle Ling won't confess to my mommy too, right? ”

Xiao Baozi looked excited, and his big eyes were wide open, and he could see two rows of fluttering long eyelashes.

"Also?" Ling Jingyu can always accurately capture the most important information in a sentence.

Seeing Ling Jingyu frowning, Xiao Mo stuck out his tongue, thinking in his heart, "Oops, it seems that something was wrong." ”

"Uncle Ling, I'm still more supportive of you, come on! I'll go back to my room first! ”

After saying that, Little Mosa ran to her room.

Ling Jingyu frowned, and a strong sense of crisis arose.

He stepped into the kitchen again.

"Mr. Ling, the wine has also woken up, and the meal has been eaten, do you have anything else?" Qin Muxin asked knowingly.

Ling Jingyu walked over, took the bowl that had already been brushed with the first one in her hand, and did the second cleaning work, and the two formed an assembly line.

"The pear juice was sweet and the food was delicious!"

I don't know where to start, Ling Jingyu had no choice but to say this.

"Mr. Ling, this is your first time washing dishes, right?"

Qin Muxin was shocked and amused when he looked at the man's unskilled movements.

Who would have thought that a man standing at the top of the pyramid would condescend to eat her side dishes and even help her wash the dishes. She didn't know what he was like in front of others, but in her mind, he was a treasure boy. Of course, the premise is that he didn't do all this to snatch her Xiaomo from her.

"Uh...... Yes, but in the future, I will do this often. Ling Jingyu replied.

"By the way, Mr. Ling, is it going well abroad? I came back so many days in advance, and I was so drunk yesterday, and I said that I had something to tell me, but I couldn't wake up. Qin Muxin asked again, suddenly remembering his cute appearance when he was drunk, and chuckled.