The crowd at the door downstairs was silent, but there was a figure of a little boy stumbling downstairs in the corridor.

Aunt Lin is a small hot pot, and no one can grab it. My father is also a small hot pot, and I will beat whoever dares to catch him. Anyway, I'm just a child, and my father said that the child can't take it seriously......

Meet...... However, I will only be able to flash, and I will only have a second form that can be controlled by cultivating elemental demonic energy, and I may not be able to defeat him. Therefore, the clever little hot pot uses wisdom to defeat the enemy. Mother praised Xiao Hot Pot for being smart, and Aunt Lin and Aunt Huang also praised it.

Well, and Uncle Yang and Uncle Xiao, who also praised me as a talented hot pot boss that time. I don't know what they're talking about, but I always think it's like I'm amazing......

By the way, I can't let others know that I'm a little hot pot, and my father has always said that I can't let others know my race...... So what's my name?

The little guy stumbled up the stairway with his hands and feet, but he slowly went downstairs while thinking proudly.

……

"Lin, if you don't have any opinions, we'll take him away?" Sartre looked at Lin Han's silent appearance, a trace of smugness flashed in his eyes, and after waiting for some time, he asked softly with a smile.

"No way!" Lin Han subconsciously called out.

"Why not?" Sartre looked at Lin Han playfully, he sighed, but shook his head gently: "Lin, this is not right for you-"

"Father!"

His voice was suddenly interrupted by a crisp child's voice.

Everyone looked at it at once, but found a young boy of two or three years old, with a white silk scarf around his neck, staggering towards everyone at the top of the stairs.

Where did this child come from? The audience was stunned.

……

Xie Ning looked at the little boy, but gradually became suspicious.

In fact, even if Sartre appeared just now and asked everyone to take him away, he didn't pay most of his attention to this matter, but he was still thinking about the problem of the small hot pot - anyway, if the talk collapsed, who could catch him? Run to the front line of the cross, and wait for Lin Han and the others to come back.

At this time, Xie Ning, who was full of small hot pots, saw the little boy who was swaying and seemed to be walking towards him upright, but suddenly felt that he had a very familiar feeling with him.

He seems to be calling me?

The gaze that looked at him in his dark eyes...... Seems familiar, familiar? Envy? Depend? Like? It really seems like he is looking at his father? But who is he? Why do you see me like that? I don't have any children, I only have an adopted son, a little hot pot-

That's right! That's how the little hot pot looks at me!

Xie Ning's heart was full of astonishment, and at the same time, it was even more sudden that he had a flash of inspiration-

That's right! The small hot pot is the starry sky! His mother was in human form! Don't...... In the past few days, the little hot pot is not sick, but has grown up and is about to change its form? No wonder I said he had been fine, how could he be weird! No wonder he suddenly wanted to come back...... He's a little hot pot! Mostly!

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"Father, Xiaoxing wants to hug." The little boy had already staggered in front of Shainin, he looked at Shainin, and said in a milky voice.

Little star? Little starry sky? It's really my little hot pot! It turns out that he is really not sick!

When Xie Ning heard this, he was relieved, and he was already surprised and happy to hug him.

"You kid, scared your father to death, it's okay, it's okay. By the way, why did you run out by yourself, and you didn't have any clothes on......"

He happily kissed the little boy on the cheek, but said with disgust.

"I had just woken up when I heard a noise ...... below"

The little boy bit his fingers, but a mist gradually appeared in his eyes: "Father, are we going to leave again?" But I don't want to go......"

He said pitifully, already weeping.

"Silly boy, when did I say we were leaving?" Xie Ning's face was stunned again.

Hmph, since my son doesn't want to go, then I can't say it, no one can let Lao Tzu go today!

He thought in his heart.

……

The little boy was already crying in his arms, and he suddenly struggled out of Xie Ning's arms again, but rushed headlong towards Lin Han. He desperately hugged Lin Han's military uniform and wrapped his slender calves, and he was already crying profusely, which was extremely pitiful.

Lin Yan was already full of paste at this time-where did this little boy come out? It seems that he is Lei Feng's child? However, I haven't seen him before...... How did he end up in our hotel? Could it be that Lei Feng brought him in?

This is possible, Lei Feng's body is unpredictable, and it is normal to sneak someone in.

But I haven't seen him along the way...... Moreover, why does he have the silk scarf I gave to the little hot pot around his neck? Also, the way he hugged my calves and swayed, why did he look like a little hot pot holding my legs and asking me to hug them?

……

The girl thought to herself, and the ghost had involuntarily picked up the little boy.

What she didn't notice was that when she picked up the little boy, there was already a smug and cunning glint in the eyes of the little boy who turned his back to everyone.

Then, just when everyone was confused by this little boy who appeared suddenly, the scheming matchless little hot pot finally broke out-

I saw him lying in Lin Han's arms looking at Lin Han, with tears in his eyes.

"Xiaoxing will be very well-behaved in the future, and his father will also ...... Don't let them take us away again, okay......

"Mother." !!!!!

Onslaught!

Lin Han was dumbfounded, Xie Ning was dumbfounded, Huang Hongman was dumbfounded, and everyone was dumbfounded! The entire hall was already jaw-dropping, and everyone looked at Schelling and the others with disbelief in their eyes.

"Impossible...... How could it be ......"

A Chinese young demon muttered.

"Silly boy, what are you talking nonsense!" Xie Ning looked at the small hot pot angrily and funny.

Is this child missing his mother? Did he think that Lin Yatou was like a mother to him, so he said that? Also...... It's all to blame for not taking good care of him. The young man's heart was full of self-reproach.

I have to clarify this matter quickly, otherwise it will affect Lin Yatou's reputation. Immediately, he thought again.

He walked towards Lin Han, but he reached out to take the little hot pot back in her arms.

……

A flurry voice reached his eardrums.

"How could it not be? Children's sayings are the truest, can such a young child lie? And, you take a closer look at the kid. Those eyebrows and eyes, are they very similar to adults - but the silhouette is very similar to the Lei Feng brothers. ”

Xie Ning had already carefully looked at the small hot pot that was full of tears in Lin Han's arms, but found that it was ......

His heart was already full of shock, how could it be? How can it be so like? How so?

Suddenly, his face changed again, and he remembered an extremely serious consequence that this incident would cause.

It's over, whether the little hot pot becomes like this intentionally or unintentionally; It doesn't matter if the little hot pot is a prank, or she misses her mother, but she wants Lin Yatou to be her mother without knowing anything...... But what is certain is that under the mistake of this matter, I am afraid that I have jumped into the Yellow River and cannot be washed away!

……

Son, son, are you a godly matchless little hot pot? Now you're hurting the two of us, I'm nothing, it's just Lin girl.........

Xie Ning was already angry, funny and angry at the little hot pot in his heart, but he secretly glanced at Lin Han in his eyes.

Sure enough, Lin Yan seemed to wake up suddenly, her face was flushed, and she opened her mouth, but she wanted to speak and stopped—obviously she also thought that this matter could not be explained.

The little boy in her arms was sobbing and crying, but at the same time, he whispered in her ear in a very small voice: "Aunt Lin, I'm a little hot pot, Aunt Huang said that one person can't marry two people, can I help you get angry with that Sartre villain?" Moreover, the more mothers who love small hot pots, the better...... Aunt Lin, will you be my mother too? ”

Lin Han was stunned, although she still didn't understand why this little boy claimed to be a little hot pot, but she instantly understood the meaning of these words full of innocence.

Her face was already blood-red, she thought about it, there was a trace of helplessness in her eyes, and there seemed to be a trace of shame hidden in her eyes, but she lowered her head deeply, and it was even more ...... Hold the small hot pot tighter.

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Sartre's face was pale, and his gaze kept turning between Schelling and the three of them, but the more angry he became. Gradually, the sunny smile on his face seemed to be unable to hide the taste of anger.

"Oh, Lin, I see. In that case, I can see why you don't want to tell where he came from. I still understand some of the traditions of your Chinese people. ”

He forced a smile to himself, still gracefully turning away.

The hall full of the people of the Western Continent immediately dispersed with their prince. There was only a group of Huaxia Demon Wars who looked at each other, but in their eyes, there were gradually smiles and gossip, and a few people were already full of surprise.

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"What are you doing here? Walk around, do what you have to do, do what you want to do. Huang Hongman was already impatient to go to them. Then, she hurriedly closed the door, but she couldn't wait to turn to Lin Han.

"Hey, Lin girl, you ......"

Where did this weird kid come from? Also called Lin Yatou's mother? Still looks like this?

Oh my God, Miss Lin won't really hide it from me, but she ...... with this Lei Feng Oh my God, at that time, Lin Yatou was ten ** years old...... Although it was said that she had reached the age of talking about marriage at that time, could it be that she hid it from us and played two miracle nights in Hongyeling?

Huang Hongman's eyes were full of incredulity at this time, and he asked half of the question, but he looked at Lanny inquiringly.

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Lanny smiled bitterly and shook her head: "If adults don't want people to know something, then no one will know about it." Your Highness, don't look at me, it's true that I'm the personal blood guard of the Lord, and it is not wrong that I should have been sent by the clan to the Lord by that time - but I don't know anything. ”

Xie Ning was already starting to get angry, and he was about to go upstairs as soon as he hugged the small hot pot.

The little hot pot was clutching Lin Han's clothes.

"Mother, come too." He exclaimed elatedly.

Lin Han's face was still bloody, but he followed the two of them in a hurry......

In the hall, Huang Lan and the others looked at each other. (To be continued.) )