Chapter 41: Recording a Variety Show

"Then go out with my sister today, and when your mother comes home, I'll take you out to play, okay?" Feng Xueyin finished reading the envelope bag that the director team had just handed her.

The task is very simple, just let this little ancestor play happily all day.

Lele thought about it seriously, and compromised in a milky voice, "Good horn." ”

"Good, then after you finish eating, my sister will take you to the amusement park to play."

"Uh-huh." Lele nodded obediently, he was about to forget how long it had been since he had been to the playground.

Feng Xueyin propped up on the table with one hand, looking at him with tenderness in her eyes, Lele took the spoon and sent her fleshy little hand to her mouth, and accidentally shook it slightly, and the rice fell a little on the table.

Seeing him staring at the fallen rice with disgust on his face, Feng Xueyin chuckled lightly and helped him wipe the rice off the table.

And this scene was also filmed by the camera, and many netizens were turned fans by her laughter.

It reminds people of a sentence: the peach blossoms on the human face are red, and a smile is pouring into the city, and then laughing at the country.

"Thank you." My pretty sister is so pretty... Lele watched the rice on the table be wiped off by her, and smiled sweetly at Feng Xue.

After the meal, Lele was about to go out with his beloved little backpack, but suddenly raised his head and said in a milky voice: "Beautiful sister, I want to go to my uncle and the three of us to go to the amusement park together, okay?"

Lele thought that his kindergarten friends went to the amusement park with his parents, but his mother went on a business trip, and his father was ...... Alas.

I don't want to, I don't want to, my mother hates him for mentioning Dad's business.

"Good duck~" Feng Xueyin squatted down, looked at him at eye level, and gently pinched his fleshy little face.

For Xiao Kuoai's request, how can you refuse!

Feng Xueyin took the fifty yuan given by the director team and took a taxi, looking at the company dozens of times better than Huangcheng's style, and once again sighed that being rich is really capricious, she also wants such willfulness!

The people at the front desk all knew Lele, and Lele directly pulled Feng Xueyin's hand to the president's special elevator, and the camera brother also went in.

At the beginning, Feng Xueyin was still a little uncomfortable that someone had been following her, holding a black thing at her, but Feng Xueyin, who was extremely adaptable, said that she could ignore them now.

As soon as Cheng Tang came out after sending the documents to the president, he saw the little young master Lele and the woman beside him.

"You are?"

"Uncle Cheng, we're not here to find you!" As he spoke, Lele pulled Feng Xueyin and disappeared from his sight.

Cheng, Uncle Cheng!

Hearing the familiar name again, Tang Cheng choked on a mouthful of old blood in his throat, isn't it good to call his brother.

"Uncle!" As soon as Lele entered the room, he let go of Feng Xueyin's hand and threw himself at the man who was concentrating on his work.

"Lele, why are you here?" The man's voice has a magnetism that belongs to a mature man, and it is as mellow and seductive as a precipitated wine.

"I miss my uncle." Lele's eyes were shining and he looked at Feng Lengye.

Feng Lengye chuckled, picked up the little guy, and let him sit on his lap.

Feng Xueyin stood stiffly in place from the moment she entered the door, and she inexplicably felt a familiar smell... And the man had a face similar to Han Luo Zhan.

No, no, Han Luozhan can't be a mortal, he is a famous general in the Upper God Realm.