Leng Xiaoxi's face couldn't help but flush slightly, "Oh, what the adults said is pretty much the same!" She was a little embarrassed, and even her words were a little stumbling, it seems that children are really difficult to deal with, Xiao Xiaorou is only two years old, so she still knows too much, if she is older, she may be able to make some jokes.

"Even my mother will take the child, I'll go first!" Leng Xiao carried the kettle to fetch water, just now the waiter said that she wanted to change the room, she wanted to forget it, because the purple flowers outside the window bloomed, extremely beautiful, she was really a little reluctant to this place, grandma planted one, and later after grandma died, the flower was transplanted by Fan Bo.

Wisteria, like smoke and mist,

Intoxicating romance, reluctant to give up.

When she returned to the room, the waiter brought the maintenance staff to repair the socket in the house, and when they left, she quietly locked the door, and then lay quietly on the soft bed, always feeling a sense of drifting.

Fortunately, the wisteria outside the window like smoke and fog gave me a touch of nostalgia and comfort, I am afraid that the most memorable thing here is the purple screen like a water curtain mist, which strongly covers the cold in winter, and wants to plant spring early.

Ding-dong doorbell,

Leng Xiaoxi couldn't help but slowly return to the sharp ringtone in a dream, a little reluctant, she got up lazily, pulled down her hair at will, and then got up to open the door, the moment her fingers touched the cold doorknob, there was a voice in her mind that warned herself, it wouldn't be Chu Tiannan who was going to play some tricks, right?

Quietly pressed the cat's eye, she carefully searched, and sure enough, she found that the outside of the house was empty, hum, if you want to play this trick with yourself, it doesn't work, I will come to a boulder in the mountain, and I will not move.

Stand there and ring the doorbell while playing a game of hidden cats.

Continuing to lie back on the bed, Leng Xiaoxi's body just touched the bed, and the bell couldn't wait to ring again, she pulled the quilt angrily, covered her ears with her hands, and prepared to be quiet.

After a long time, she listened to the fact that there was no movement outside the door, Leng Xiaoxi's heart was put down, she got up and stood in front of the windowsill, staring at this beautiful little garden specially set up by the hotel, as delicate as private dishes, with different colors, especially the scene of purple smoke, as hazy as fog and smoke.

The curtain rolls the west wind, and the purple mist is filling.

It's another year, and it's almost the New Year, and it seems that today's winter is going very slowly.

The bell sounded again, and the breath in Leng Xiaoxi's chest suddenly surged up, isn't this a disguised harassment, if you knew this, you don't have to live here, this hateful Chu Tiannan is extremely bad.

When I listened carefully, I heard a burst of crying, as if some kind of child? She was stunned, what is going on, this Chu Tiannan clearly wants to provoke herself, and actually uses the cry of a child to lure herself to open the door, which is really not authentic!

Then she didn't have to be polite, she opened the door suddenly, and she didn't see what was going on, and immediately roared angrily, "Chu Tiannan......"

Originally, she wanted to yell at Chu Tiannan, what do you want to do? But the words "what do you want to do" were swallowed up by the living scene in front of Leng Xiaoxi's eyes.

In the corridor outside the door, the pink and tender little boy, looking innocent, asked Lian's mother in a milky voice, "Did Auntie say she was looking for my father just now?" ”

Yes! Even her mother's face froze, and she didn't know how to explain it.

The breath surging in her chest and head was wiped out by those immature children's voices at once, and she exhaled a long and turbid breath, "Little guy, do you think it's someone else who is making trouble?" ”

"Do you mean Daddy is making trouble?" Wen Hao innocently raised his little head and asked timidly, his big black grape-like eyes flashing with a strange brilliance.

Leng Xiaoxi didn't know what to say at this time, and after her face was embarrassed, she smiled and raised her hand to touch Wen Hao's little hand, bent down slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "You told Auntie that day, your name is Wen Hao, isn't it?" She stretched out her hand and dared to touch his little arm, for fear that the child would hurt.

"Yes!" Wen Hao smiled innocently, and two warm swirls appeared on his face.

Seeing the layer of gauze bandaged on Leng Xiaoxi's hand, Wen Hao immediately suppressed the smile on his face, "You just called Daddy's name, is this hand Daddy messing around?" ”

Chu Tiannan, who had just returned to the hotel, just saw the scene in front of him at the corner, and his footsteps immediately retracted back to the same place, and there was a glimmer of light in his black pupils, and when he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but pull a black line from the corner of his eyes.

Leng Xiaoxi looked up at Mother Lian, who was standing awkwardly on the side, and lowered her head again, "Wen Hao obediently listens to Grandma Lian's words, Auntie is busy beforehand, okay?" She was reluctant, but she never wanted to provoke Ling Yuexi so as not to let the child suffer again.

Silent! The little head wilted, and it was full of displeasure.

Leng Xiaoxi was still squatting, raising his head, and quietly looking at the aggrieved little face and pouting mouth, "Wen Hao is angry?" ”

"Auntie, can I come into your house and play with you, I will play by myself to ensure that I will not delay your time!" Wen Hao's sensible and well-behaved voice, as well as the blazing hope in his big eyes.

Leng Xiaoxi's soft heart refused to speak.

"Little master!" Even her mother shouted a weak word, she could see that the child liked Leng Xiaoxi, fortunately the child's mother was not there, but this was not good, but she also wanted Wen Hao to be happy, and she was also very conflicted.

"Good!" Leng Xiaoxi straightened up and gently hugged Wen Hao in his arms, "Let's go, let's go back to the room!" He looked back at Lian Ma, "Lian Ma, you can come over and rest together." She knew that Lian's mother would be uneasy.

"Ahh Even my mother was overjoyed.

A strange brilliance flashed in Chu Tiannan's ink pupils, and when he turned around, he turned back to the office, and his mind was always the look of being petite holding his son, and he could see that they were very high!

Evening, late at night,

Wen Hao still refused to leave Leng Xiaoxi's room, and even his mother was speechless, as if he had been brought up since he was a child, Dr. Cao, Hao Hao had never been so sticky? Even my mother's heart was drumming, what was going on?

Even my mother didn't dare to leave, so she had to sit on the sofa in the small living room outside the bedroom and take a nap.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, Chu Tiannan was busy with a day's work, and ate a few bites of noodles casually, only to think that his son hadn't eaten yet, so he hurriedly came to the hotel.

His black pupils were firmly fixed on the room number where Leng Xiaoxi was staying - 1314

A gentle knock on the door,

Mother Lian, who was half-awake and half-asleep, woke up shockedly, and hurriedly opened the door with her little feet in her hands, "Yo, young master," she lowered her voice, "Are they asleep?" ”

Chu Tiannan's face was gloomy.

Mother Lian saw that the young master's face sank, and there was a hint of anger, so she hurriedly whispered, "Haohao is not leaving, Miss Leng will accompany Haohao to eat, and then play games, telling the story of the tadpole looking for his mother, the story of the seven dwarfs...... At this time, it is estimated that they are all asleep. ”

He pointed his chin slightly, and even his mother immediately flashed to the side, Chu Tiannan strode close to the door of the small bedroom, and he arranged a small room for Leng Xiaoxi with a sunny one, as well as flowers, and one bedroom and one living room.

Gently turning the doorknob, his breath suffocated:

The son slept quietly on the bed, looking peaceful, while Leng Xiaoxi looked tired, holding a Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale in his hand, his little head was tilted and he slept with his eyes closed, quietly dusting, a strand of hair covering half of her face, on the back of the bed, breathing evenly...... What a harmonious parent-child picture, Chu Tiannan hasn't seen such a scene for a long time, it seems that his son either sleeps with Dr. Cao or sleeps by himself, as if Ling Yuexi has never treated a child like this, no wonder? The frost in Chu Tiannan's eyes melted little by little, turning into layer after layer of spring water.

Gently closed the door again, and when she turned around, Chu Tiannan's cold face was just facing Shanglian's mother's puzzled face, which startled Lian's mother, and she hurriedly said, "I'll wake up the little young master immediately and go back to the room together." ”

Chu Tiannan waved his hand, shook his head and turned to open the door and walked out, and when he turned around to lead the door, "Don't say I've been here!" ”

Even my mother was startled, and her eyes were steady, "I know." ”

Back in the empty office,

A feeling of loneliness came up layer by layer, and the warm picture just now was like layers of electricity shocking my mind over and over again.

Secretary Qiao secretly dialed Ling Yuexi's phone, "Young grandma,"

Ling Yuexi slowly grabbed the phone on the bed, and her lazy and weak voice said, "Say!" ”

Why is it such a voice, Secretary Qiao sounded a little wrong, but she still said, "I heard that Mr. Leng stayed at the Chu Hotel today." ”

"I know, pick the point!" Ling Yuexi frowned, looking impatient. If it weren't for the sake of that, she wouldn't bother to pay attention to such a humble little person, a little secretary?

"I heard that Mr. Leng and the little young master have been together! I have a cousin who is working as a waitress in Chu's Hotel, so she inadvertently revealed this matter today, and I asked her to keep an eye on it in the future. "Secretary Qiao is trying his best to please, the hundreds of thousands of bracelets are limited editions in the world, there are only three in total, and I have one.

That night, Secretary Qiao, who knew the most limited version, was so beautiful that he didn't close his eyes all night!

Yes! Ling Yuexi's heart was hit hard, no, it was stinging, how could Hao Hao and that be together? She suddenly bounced up from the bed with a scream, and her whole body collapsed, she couldn't, she couldn't!

"Young Grandma!" Secretary Qiao's voice still came from the telephone receiver, "Also, I heard that Mr. Chu deliberately arranged a room number of 1314, and the room of the president's suite is separated by two doors......"

Her heart seemed to be hollowed out in an instant, all her hopes and feelings were all in vain, and she couldn't come back again, did she give Chu Tiannan away, or did Leng Xiaoxi rob it? She didn't know, but there was one thing that Ling Yuexi knew, that is, Chu Tiannan could only be her own man, and no one could snatch it away!

and the son she worked so hard to get, how could she make them a wedding dress every day, she Ling Yuexi must not do such a stupid thing.

When she grabbed her clothes and was about to change them, Ling Yuexi's fingertips kept trembling, how could she be, how could she be, she must not let them get their wish, she must not, that is her own son, she must not give it to others!

Ling Yuexi looked outside, but found that it was late at night, at this time, did that slut seduce her husband and snatch her son, never! Thinking of how happy they were at this time, Ling Yuexi almost went crazy.

No, she has to find a way, she has to drive Leng Xiaoxi away from this place.

What to do?

She kept wandering around the house...

Suddenly, Ling Yuexi's eyes lit up, there she believed that this method could help her take back her husband and son, it was all her own, and it would never be Leng Xiaoxi's.