"Daddy, Mommy"

"Little demon, are you here?"

"Mommy, you're so beautiful today, others will only say you're my sister when they see us together."

"It's so sweet in the mouth"

Mrs. Leng, who is nearly fifty years old, has not been stained with the traces of time, but because of proper maintenance, her skin is still tight and smooth, tender, and she has the style of a famous lady.

"Really, the little demon is telling the truth."

Leng Feng doted on this little daughter who was holding her mother, the whole family regarded her as a treasure in their hands, and the most hope was that she could always be kind, pure, cute and happy.

"Little Demon"

Pei Menglu and Sima Yuyao walked over to them, "Auntie, happy birthday!" ”

"Hey, thank you for coming to my birthday party, is your dad here?"

"Here, over there."

"That's okay, you chat with the little demon, and your uncle and I will go over to receive your father first."

"Yes, aunt."

After the cold wind couple walked away, the three women ate snacks together and chatted about some private conversations.

"Little demon, have you slept well these nights?"

Leng Xiaoyou glanced at Pei Monroe, thinking to himself what kind of strange question this woman was asking, why did she not sleep well?

"Hey, don't pretend, didn't you dream of you and that strange handsome guy that night when you went to sleep?"

The two women stared at Leng Xiaoyou's eyes with a kind of 'don't say you didn't, we don't believe it', staring at her heartlessly.

"No, how could there be, who am I, I have long forgotten about that accident."

Pei Menglu and Sima Yuyao didn't believe it, Leng Xiaoyou's typical dead duck had a hard mouth, she said that if there was no, there was, so she went to tickle her, Leng Xiaoyou's was so creaky that she hid to the side, and when she was careless, she hit a wall of flesh.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts"

Is this man made of stone? It's so hard, you can use it to smash the wall!

"Miss, are you alright?"

Hey? Why does this sound familiar?

Leng Xiaoyou raised his head suspiciously, wow, a handsome uncle, a handsome face, thick black hair, deep eyes, a straight nose bridge, sexy thin lips, wearing a well-cut black suit, she looks mature and steady, even more stylish than her three brothers! But why do you think this looks a little familiar? She's sure she doesn't know him.

"Miss?"

"Huh? What? Oh, I'm fine. ”

Leng Xiaodemon hurriedly came back to his senses, even he despised himself, he could look at a strange man stupidly, Leng Xiaoyou, you are a little promising, okay?

Pei Menglu and Sima Yuyao next to them had already screamed nymphomaniacly, "You...... Are you Han Chenyu, the president of Han's? Yes! It turns out that the real person is even more handsome than in the magazine! ”

Automatically blocking out the noise of the girl, Han Chenyu just looked at Leng Xiaoyou with a smile, and held her gentlemanly, but if you look closely, a fine light flashed in his eyes.

Han Chenyu is also a large number of cold demons, this woman looks more charming and lovely than that day, and a goose yellow dress makes her even more petite, but she is still a nymphomaniac.

"It turns out that you are the young and promising Han Chenyu of S City that my father often mentioned?"

"Ling Zun has won the award."

This little woman who forced herself as a cowherd and insulted him didn't recognize him, Han Chenyu felt the need to help her relive the memory of that night.

"Miss Leng, do I have the honor to invite you to do a dance?"

"I, me?"

"Right"

"Leng Xiaoyou, why are you still stunned? If you don't go, we'll go. ”

Pei Menglu and Sima Yuyao pushed Leng Xiaoyou into Han Chenyu's arms, Leng Xiaoyou was frightened and wanted to quit, but Han Chenyu had already put his arm around her waist and brought her onto the dance floor, dancing to the music.

"Mr. Han, I think you're a little familiar, but I don't know you, why do you feel this way?"

"Really? Maybe you've seen me, talked to me, and ...... me like that? ”

Han Chenyu leaned close to Leng Xiaoyou's ear and breathed softly.

"What...... What do you mean? ”

Leng Xiaoyou had a faint bad premonition, and she suddenly felt that this man exuded a strong sense of oppression and a suspicious anger aura.

Rage? She didn't mess with him, did she? Why are you glaring at her like that?

So, Leng Xiaoyou pretended to be calm, raised his chin slightly, and glared back with great momentum.

Han Chenyu looked at the little woman he was holding who was still pretending to be stupid, and hooked the corners of his mouth sarcastically, it seemed that he needed to help her recall the details.

He imprisoned Leng Xiaoyou in his arms and whispered softly to her, looking like a pair of golden boys and girls telling each other about their love from a distance.

"Woman, let me help you recall, last week you and two over there went to "Drunken Dream" drinking, then went to the wrong box, took a man for a handsome guy in a bar, gave him a "bow to the overlord", and finally, left a note. ”

"You..... You....... You're that bar dude, aren't you, man? You were the man that night?! ”

Leng Xiaoyou is completely messy, who can tell her that the handsome guy in the bar she thinks is actually Han Chenyu, the president of the Han family, who shocked the business world and even appreciated her father!