When naonao woke up, he was surrounded by a small pink face, lying on the side of the bed winking at him, holding a milk bottle in his arms and slowly drinking milk.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed. "Jingjing, why are you here?"

Jingjing, dressed in cute little rabbit pink pajamas, held the bottle and said calmly, "Mommy and daddy left me to your mommy."

Her voice was very sweet and cute. Naonao saw her staring at herself without blinking, frowning, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

When he spoke, he unconsciously exposed the dimple at the corner of his mouth. Jingjing raised her finger and curiously poked his face, "what is this?"

Soft fingers with milk fragrance, poked on the face, noisy subconsciously touched his face, "dimple, don't you know?"

Jingjing shook her head, her eyes full of cunning, "I don't mean dimples, I mean... Well, you drool when you sleep."

Naonao was stunned at first, and immediately pulled the corners of his mouth, showing a disdainful look at Jingjing, "I never drool when I sleep."

"Really? But on the pillow..."

Jingjing blinked, her little finger silently poked at the edge of the pillow, and there was a water like stain in the middle.

Looking at the saliva stain on the pillow, the noisy corner of her mouth smoked, helplessly helped her forehead. If she told Jingjing that the saliva was her mother's, she wouldn't believe it.

Being embarrassed, a burst of doorbell rang, breaking the embarrassing scene. Without thinking about it, he rolled out of bed and rushed towards the living room barefoot.

"Who?"

Unable to reach the cat's eye, he had to shout out through the door, "room breakfast service."

Naonao glanced at the direction of the bathroom, and the sound of water came, indicating that his mother was washing in it.

He pondered for two seconds, making sure that no one would pretend to be room service to rob in broad daylight, and then opened the door.

There is room service at the door. There are all kinds of breakfast on the dining car. My brother is wearing a white chef's suit. Except for the dining car, there is another person standing at the door with noisy eyes.

Nao frowned and stared at the man at the door, and soon found a sense of familiarity in his cold eyes. It was not bad as described in the information given by Gu min. although he had known his background for a long time and avoided complications, Nao asked symbolically, "who are you?"

Ling Han frowned, stared at the little diced radish a little higher than his knee, and asked, "are you Gu Huanyan's son? How old are you?"

The noisy eyebrow frowned more fiercely, staring at Ling Han and asked, "five years old, do you have an opinion?"

He looked at Ling Han with shrewdness and vigilance that his peers would not have, with a bit of adult resistance, and made no secret of his contempt.

These complex expressions are by no means what a five-year-old child should have.

Ling Han's face changed slightly, the child?

Is it really only five years old?

"Noisy, I'm hungry." A sweet and lovely voice came from the room.

The noisy eyes immediately converged, restored the innocence of the child, turned around and walked slowly towards the table, "what do you want to eat, I'll get it for you."

"Sandwich."

The chef who delivered the meal quickly left under the sign of Ling Han's eyes. Ling Han was about to enter the room. Suddenly, a voice came from the table, "stand still, my mom said, don't let strangers stay with you."

Ling Han stood at the door with his arms in his arms, stared at the noise, and immediately pointed to the little Laurie next to him, "Jingjing knows me, I'm not a stranger."

Hearing the speech, naonao looked at Jingjing. The little Laurie who was eating a sandwich tilted her head and looked at the direction of the door. She tried to swallow the sandwich in her mouth, took a big SIP with her own bottle, and said seriously, "my father said uncle Ling is not a good man."

So the noisy eyes became more and more complex, glancing at Ling Han, a vigilant appearance that he would call the police as long as he dared to enter.

Ye Huanyan came out of the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a breakfast sandwich. He walked and asked, "noisy, did you order breakfast yourself?"

Noisy shook his head in front of the table, "I didn't call it."

"Who is that?" Ye Huanyan easily picked up a piece of bread, bit it, and put it back into the bamboo basket.

Jingjing sucked milk, and couldn't clear the paste. "It seems that uncle Ling Han called it."

Ye Huanyan's heart clicked, subconsciously turned around, only to see the closed door.

"Ling Han has been here? Where is he?"

The innocent man with a noisy face said, "bring breakfast and leave."

Ye Huanyan looked at Jingjing again, and the girl nodded heavily.

At the moment, in the diagonal suite, someone sitting on the sofa is chest tightness.

It's the first time for a man who is almost 40 years old to be angry with two young boys.

It's OK to be shut out by those two little boys. God knows when the noisy smelly boy pressed the alarm when he didn't pay attention. Two big armed security guards of the hotel directly came upstairs and checked his ID thoroughly.

A bell rang, and he went to open the door unhappily,

Gu Huanyan also kept ringing the doorbell, which was obviously startled by his rude way of opening the door.

"What are you doing here?" Seeing her, Ling Han's face eased a little.

Ye Huanyan was stunned for a few seconds and explained, "I came to thank you for your breakfast."

Ling Han gave way and invited her in. His mood calmed down a little. As he walked, he explained, "it's just a small matter. I'm sorry for my sudden anger with you last night. Breakfast should be regarded as an apology. In the future, I'll cooperate. Sit down and drink?"

"Just coffee."

Gu Huanyan stroked his skirt and sat down on the sofa.

The layout of Linghan's suite is similar to her one, but it looks cleaner.

The reason for tidiness is that there is a demon king in the place where she lives. From the first night when she was with her, she turned the whole house upside down, saying that she wanted to see if the hotel had a camera.

She knows that her son's IQ is different from that of ordinary people, and she also lets it go. The main reason is that she was ashamed of him about the car accident that year, so she was born with some defects in her personality, which has always made her feel sorry. It is a doting way in teaching.

Naonao didn't like his biological father since he could remember. Judging from the attitude of Ling Han just mentioned, ye Huan vaguely felt that his son knew something, so she guessed that maybe Ling Han was a little angry with him.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help asking, "well, you were just there, why didn't you wait for me to come out? Didn't the two children do anything?"

Hearing the words, Ling Han poured coffee slightly, and when he turned around, he had returned to normal, "nothing, your son is very special."

"Special?" Ye Huan's face tightened. "This doesn't seem to be a good evaluation."