Chapter 1050

Hearing Annie's explanation, Ji Qianchen gradually put down her defense.

Now anyone who is close to Ling Yichen will make her alert quickly.

"Thank you." Ji Qianchen said thank you sincerely.

Annie glanced at Ling Xiaohan behind her. "If you want to thank me, I should thank you for having a very powerful husband. I can't be easily invited by anyone."

Annie packed the medicine box to leave.

Ji Qianchen and Ling Xiaohan get up to send her.

"A thorough antidote. I need to develop it to give it to you. Tonight, this medicine can only temporarily alleviate his pain. Let's go first. "

Annie finished and left in a smart way.

"Who is she? Where did you get it? So powerful. " Ji Qianchen asked holding his hand.

"A viral medicine wizard."

"Then how can you invite her?"

"Money will do."

"She doesn't seem to be short of money."

"Oh, that might be my personality." Ling Xiaohan slowly walks to the edge of the bed, grabs Ling Yichen's hand and looks at it.

The rash is not so crazy, and the heat on the body has also decreased a little. This doctor seems to have two brushes.

Ling Yichen finally got through this month's difficulties. At first, everyone pinched a sweat for him.

As soon as the 15th day passed, Ling Yichen changed back to that lively Ling Yichen.

It's just that the rash on the face hasn't completely faded.

Against the red pockmarked face, Ling Yichen ran everywhere to frighten people.

"Hey, uncle radish, are you afraid?"

He rushed to rob and made a face with his hands on his mouth.

"What are you like, my uncle will not be afraid of you." Rob reaches out and touches Ling Yichen's little head.

"Well, it's not fun. I'll scare others."

Ling Yichen ran away.

Run to Cheng Cheng's room. Cheng has just put the baby in the cradle to play.

Ling Yichen goes over.

"Mummy, I'll help you test whether my brother is a coward or not."

Ling Yichen goes to the cradle and looks at the child in it with interest.

"How are you going to test it?"

Cheng Cheng knows what's wrong with this kid. He goes to the cradle and sits down.

"I'm going to make a face for my brother to see if he cries or not. He's a coward after crying."

"Then do it." Cheng Cheng Cheng looks at Ling Yichen calmly.

Ling Yichen once again puts on a grimace with her hand and comes to Cheng Cheng's son.

The child not only didn't cry but also grinned.

But I beat Ling Yichen.

"Mummy, brother smiled, why didn't he laugh and cry?"

"Because he likes to laugh or cry, do you remember to take your brother later?"

"But I like to take my sister with me. Who let you have one like me?"

Ling Yichen said with a pout.

"Poo ha ha, you are a big little slick."

Cheng Cheng put out his hand and poked Ling Yichen's little head.

After staying in the United States for several days, Ling Xiaohan took Ji Qianchen and Ling Yichen back to France by private plane.

On the Tomb Sweeping Day of Qingming Festival, although there is no such festival in the west, they belong to the Chinese. Lingxiong and Su Wan's graves were buried together behind the mountain of lingshigong castle. They simply took this trip back to France.

After sweeping the tomb, Ling Xiaohan wanted to take Ji Qianchen and Ling Yichen to relax, so he went to Provence.

In Provence's holiday town, a family of three strolled leisurely hand in hand.

At last they entered a famous flower field.

Large areas of purple lavender, although not to the blooming season, but through artificial cultivation, the flowers here are very exuberant.

I found a quiet grassland and sat down, surrounded by waist high lavender.

Ling Xiao was sitting on the grass in the morning of the cold and the age of Qianchen, idly basking in the sun.

There are many butterflies in the flowers. Ling Yichen can't stop for a moment, chasing them everywhere.

"Don't run too far." Ji Qianchen's worried advice.

"Mommy, don't worry. You and daddy can do something shameful. I won't peek. I'll come back later." Ling Yichen ran away consciously.

As soon as Ji Qianchen heard the shame, he looked at the grass, and then at Ling Xiaohan. There was a trace of danger in his eyes.

"Well, don't you have any idea?" Ji Qianchen quickly covers his chest.

"No? It's a good place. " Ling Xiaohan moves to her side, holds her shoulders in both hands, and then lowers his head and kisses her lips.

A gentle kiss is like a feather on the lips.Ji Qianchen closed his eyes and responded to the kiss seriously.

Slowly, Ling Xiaohan pushed her down in the flowers, the whole tall body pressed on her, the kiss became more and more warm.

The air around is fragrant with soil and flowers.

It's like a drug of infatuation, which can't be separated between two people's kisses.

Ling Yichen catches butterflies and catches butterflies. He chases after them all the way, but doesn't catch one.

In fact, he didn't want to catch the butterflies. If the butterflies were in his hands, they would never be able to fly again.

Around the flowers one after another.

Ling Yichen suddenly saw a beautiful little girl in the middle of the flowers.

She squatted on the ground, her white skirt dragging the grass.

Two braids are very cute.

Ling Yichen walked over step by step, then stopped behind the girl, then patted the girl on the shoulder with her hand, "what are you looking at?"

Ling Yichen was afraid that she was a French girl, so she asked in fluent French.

The girl turned to look at Ling Yichen.

Turning around, Ling almost fell to the ground.

"Sister Xuanxuan, is that you?"

The little girl should blink a pair of beautiful big eyes and look at Ling Yichen strangely, "who are you? I don't know you. "

Song Xi twisted his body, dug a hole in the ground with his hand, and put a butterfly into the hole and buried it.

Ling Yichen squats over and takes a close look at the little girl.

is as like as two peas Xuan Xuan. His memory is so good that he can't admit it.

"You are Xuanxuan's sister. Don't you know me? I'm brother yechen Ling Yichen reminds her anxiously.

"I don't know brother Yichen. Look at the death of this butterfly. How pitiful it is. I saw that you were catching butterflies just now. I won't play with you."

Song Xi stood up and clapped his little hands covered with mud to leave.

Ling Yichen immediately chased up. "I didn't want to catch the butterfly. I didn't kill the butterfly."

"Oh, then I won't play with you." Song Xi's face is cold and proud.

"Why? Am I not handsome? "

Ling Yichen felt frustrated for the first time. It was not easy to find Xuanxuan's younger sister, but why didn't she recognize him? Did he really recognize him wrong?