The next moment, Ling Tian's body had left the window and came to the bed, the cotton robe on his body had taken off at some point, and it had been hung at the head of the bed, the two quilts had tightly wrapped Ling Tian's body in it, Ling Tian's eyes were slightly closed, his breathing was even, his expression was peaceful, and he occasionally smashed his lips - well, it was a happy appearance that had already fallen asleep.

"Squeak", the door opened slightly, and a slender figure walked in gently, Ling Tian closed his eyes, with a comfortable smile on his face, just when this figure walked into the door, a warm feeling had surged in his heart, this person, of course, was Ling Tian's mother Chu Ting'er.

Chu Ting'er was wearing a thick mink coat, and her beautiful face was full of satisfaction and pride belonging to her mother. After entering the door, he first gently closed the door, lest a little cold come in and freeze his baby son, he walked lightly to the bed, and saw his son's sweet sleeping little face, with a happy smile on his face.

Stretched out his right hand, wanting to gently stroke his son's face, but remembered something, felt that the temperature on his hand was still cold, and took his hand back. He put his two hands into the hem of his mink coat and stuck them on his skin, and after a while, he felt that his hands were already very warm, so he withdrew his hands and gently stroked his son's face, his face was full of happiness and satisfaction.

Gently sat on the edge of his son's bed, looked at his son's sleeping smiling face without saying a word, his eyes were full of love, I don't know what I remembered, smiled lightly, leaned over, kissed my son softly on the forehead, put my son's right hand outside the quilt and gently put it in, tucked the horn again, and then stood up reluctantly and walked out lightly.

With an inaudible sound of the door closing, Chu Ting'er disappeared into the room. A wisp of fragrance exclusive to Chu Ting'er lingered in the room for a long time...... On the bed, Ling Tian quietly opened his eyes. A drop of sparkle flickered in the corner of his eye.

In Ling Tian's divine sense, Ling Tian could clearly see every movement of Chu Ting'er since she entered the room, and Ling Tian's heart was deeply touched when she saw her mother not hesitate to stick her cold hand on her own warm skin for fear of freezing herself. At this moment, the two words "Mother", which were extremely sacred in Ling Tian's heart, completely overlapped with Chu Ting'er's face and body.

Ling Tian's mind underwent a slight change, and suddenly a deep sense of belonging suddenly developed, and he faintly felt in his heart that as long as his mother Chu Ting'er was there, he didn't seem to be so lonely...... He smiled in his heart,

Early morning. The snow hasn't stopped.

Ling Tian was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, and his whole person looked very bloated. He also wore a snow-white fur hat on his head, with two rabbit-like ears and two red blood emeralds on his forehead.......

Ling Tian was speechless—his own thirty-year-old man wearing this typical child's fur hat really made him feel a little disgusted...... But in the eyes of others, it was a snow-white little face hidden in a cute rabbit hat, and the handsome Ling Tian was even more cute.

With Ling Tian's current strength, he could basically achieve cold and heat, and Ling Tian basically ignored such a cold, even if he was wearing a thin robe, he could also shield the cold from his body. But he had to make a show to show his grandparents, father, and mother, Ling Tian was really afraid of their nagging.

As soon as several old people saw that Ling Tian was wearing a little thinner, they began to make a fuss, and even punished Xiao He, the maid who served Ling Tian several times, and since then, Ling Tian has been honest. Although Ling Tian felt very happy and enjoyed his family's meticulous care, he had a headache with their ubiquitous nagging!

Ling Tian's body is already quite tall, about the same as that of an ordinary child seven or eight years old, with two sword eyebrows, flying obliquely into the sideburns, below, is a pair of Qing Ling Ling's deep black eyes, a straight nose, red lips and white teeth, skin like jade, and her face is even more beautiful than that of a little girl.

The maid waited for Ling Tian to wipe her face briefly, and Ling Tian walked towards his parents' room. As soon as Ling Tian turned his head, a large ball of snow flew over Ling Tian's cheeks, and a few snow chips fell into his collar, and it was cold.

The difference in Ling Tian's heart, who dared to do something to himself, the treasure of the Ling family, in the Ling family? He couldn't help but stop and turn his head to look. The maid beside her turned pale with fright, and hurriedly protected Ling Tian's body, shouting, "Who's coming out!"

There was a giggling sound, and a little boy of seven or eight years old came out of the bamboo forest by the path, with a mischievous smile on his face, still laughing non-stop. Ling Tiangong gathered his ears and heard a series of light footsteps behind the bamboo forest gradually disappearing. I couldn't help but smile mysteriously on my face.

The maid breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily: "It turned out to be the real young master, the real young master is really naughty, this is the little young master, it can't be like this in the future." If you scare the little master, the slave can't afford it. ”

Ling Tian smiled and said, "It's okay, who is this little brother?" Doubts rose in his heart, what kind of character? What kind of character? In the past five years, he is still the first person he has met who dares to be so presumptuous to himself!

Looking at the little guy carefully, although his face was full of naughty smiles, his lips were thin, his face was thin, the smile on his face was full, but his eyes were cold, looking at his eyes, like a poisonous snake looking at his prey, it seemed to have a deep hatred! Ling Tian chuckled in his heart! How could a child at such a young age have such a deep hatred for himself?

The maid who led the way said respectfully: "This is Young Master Ling Zhen, the son of Young Master Ling Kong." ”

"Volley, who is Volley?" Ling Tian continued to ask puzzled.

"Sister Qiuyue, this is Young Master Tian, I don't know yet, Young Master Tian is really handsome. The little guy came up with a grin, "My father is a volley, you are the heavenly brother, right? Ling Tian sneered in his heart. Little thing, you want to fight me.

Warmly holding Ling Zhen's hand, Ling Tian said happily: "Are you?haha, do you have someone to play with me, where do you live?" Ling Tian sneered in his heart: I guess the purpose of you designing this chance encounter is to ask this kid to come to my side, right?

The two little ghosts each had a ghost fetus and said affectionately, Ling Tian seemed to be a little cold, his body trembled, his little face was also a little pale, and said, "It's so cold." ”

Extremely quickly, a trace of contempt flashed in the little guy's eyes, and then he said considerately: "Brother Tian is cold, let's hurry up and go to Aunt Qiuyu with Sister Qiuyu, we have time to play again." ”

Qiu Yue said with a smile: "The real young master is really sensible, young master Tian, let's go, the old lady should be in a hurry." ”

Ling Tian let out a "hmm" and said reluctantly: "Okay, goodbye, little brother, I'll go play with you in a while." Turning to leave, he clearly felt a pair of eyes fixed on his back, with a hint of heat. Pouting, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Ling Tian's mouth.

Ling Xiao and Chu Ting'er sat on both sides of the desk on the left and right, and opposite, Ling Tiangang drank the last mouthful of porridge and stood up. Chu Ting'er pulled Ling Tian into her arms, took out a silk scarf, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "This kid, every time he eats, he doesn't know how to wipe his mouth, just like a little flower cat." Ling Tian snuggled in his mother's arms, and his heart was filled with peace.

Ling Xiaofang's face was full of smiles, and he said, "You pick up for Tian'er, and go to your father's side in a while." Father has been busy looking for a teacher for Tian'er these days, and he may have done it. ”

Chu Ting'er sighed and said with interest: "Teacher, I don't know which Confucians my father has found?"

Ling Xiao said: "I don't know, but since it is a person that my father can see, it will never be wrong." ”

Chu Ting'er had a proud look on her face: "No matter who is the teacher, our Tian'er is so smart, and we can learn the best from anything, isn't it?"

Ling Tian smiled bitterly in his heart, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Mother, I met a child named Ling Zhen on the road just now, who is he?"

"Ling Zhen?" Ling Xiao and Chu Ting'er glanced at each other. Chu Ting'er said: "That's your second uncle's only son, who has followed your second uncle in the Northwest Racecourse in the past few years, presumably your second uncle's family has returned." Well, you're about the same age, so you can play together in the future. ”

"Second uncle, isn't grandpa only a father and a son?" Ling Tian said puzzled.

"Hehehe, you little ghost. Your second uncle Ling Kong was an orphan adopted by your grandfather back then, and when he grew up, he was adopted as a righteous son; when your mother gave birth to you, your second uncle was sent to the northwest by your grandfather, and it has been five years... Time flies so fast....... your second uncle is very capable, and you should be respectful when you see your second uncle later. ”

"Oh. Ling Tian lowered his head, a face in his heart that he had never forgotten, the only person who had revealed his murderous intentions on the day he was born. He smiled mysteriously in his heart: Volley, hehehe, are you back? It's getting more and more interesting, and today's events were also deliberately arranged by you, right? Hehehe, it's rare that you are so attentive and train your own son so well, the young master will make your father and son happy, hehe.

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