Chapter 727

Leng Yichen puts an Xiaojing on the bed with great care, and completely sweeps away the dissatisfaction and resentment of an Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing has also become a little better. Although she still has Yu Zhenhuan's words in her head, she tries her best to let herself empty and not think about it.

As the night came, an Xiaojing and Leng Yichen went to sleep.

When she woke up the next day, Leng Yichen had already gone to the company. When an Xiaojing came downstairs, she saw Xiao Li still sitting at the dining table and remembered that he didn't have to go to the children's Palace today.

It's better to have a son at home with you.

As an Xiaojing approached the dining table, Xiao Li turned and looked at her.

"Mommy!"

An Xiaojing laughed, but she felt some remorse in her heart.

In children's heart, don't they like to stay in bed?

No, this kind of image can't exist any more. In the future, I am determined to create a good image in my children's heart.

"Xiao Li, is breakfast good?"

An Xiaojing's son.

Xiao Li has drunk a large glass of milk.

Half of the eggs and ham on his plate were wiped out.

An Xiaojing especially envies her son's system of not getting fat.

"Yummy, Mommy, this is yummy."

Xiao Li points to a plate of fruit salad and gives it to an Xiaojing.

Then I put some pieces on an Xiaojing's plate.

An Xiaojing laughed at her son for being so sensible.

As a matter of fact, the kitchen always tends to be western style.

Because Leng Yichen and Leng Chenxi had been abroad for some time before.

In those years, the taste of Leng Yichen was gradually westernized.

However, every time I cook, Leng Yichen still gives me face.

Also boast of their own delicious.

But Leng Yichen is very fond of himself.

When an Xiaojing cooks a meal, Leng Yichen will tell her not to cook it next time.

Leng Yichen is afraid that an Xiaojing's hand cuts vegetables, and the oil in the oil pan splashes on her.

In a word, Leng Yichen is afraid of too many accidents.

But an Xiaojing is prone to create accidents.

"Xiao Li, shall we play together later?"

How much an Xiaojing wants to spend all her time with her children.

It's rare that my son doesn't have to go to the children's Palace today.

"Yeah!"

Xiao Li nodded happily.

An Xiaojing opened the gifts brought by the people who came to visit Xiao Li in the villa.

In addition to many toys, there are also some new things to develop intelligence.

Like the sand painting.

An Xiaojing and Xiao Li took one out.

Xiao Li's work is Conan, and an Xiaojing's work is cherry balls.

Two people began to play seriously.

However, Xiao Li was very clever and soon put his sand painting together.

Even faster than an Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing is helpless. Who makes her son so smart?

My mother has no prestige in front of her son.

The tears.

However, Xiao Li did not have any proud thoughts.

He also came to help an Xiaojing draw her sand paintings.

It's not that hard.

Just outline the figure in black.

And then according to the cartoon character's original clothes color with sand, even if the success.

When an Xiaojing's sand painting was also made, Xiao Li was even more happy than he did.

An Xiaojing gave her son a big kiss on the face.

This son is so cute.

An Xiaojing's mood also improved.

Tired of playing, they started cooking again.

An Xiaojing and her son made a super big love cake together.

Fortunately, the oven at home is bigger.

It's enough to put down this big cake.

Xiaoli is the first time to play with this kind of thing. The flour is white on her face.

Looking at her son's silly appearance, an Xiaojing still feels inexplicably funny.

Soon the hot cakes were fresh.

"Mommy, let's leave some for daddy."

Xiao Li said quickly.

An Xiaojing nodded.

My son is really thinking about his father all the time.

It makes her a little jealous.

"I can think of daddy all the time."

An Xiaojing sighed.

Leng Yichen is in the office of imperial group. He has a pistol in his hand.

It was found under the porch by Chengfeng before.Also, we found pills that can help people recover their memories.

Those pills were almost diagnosed as amnesia by Han su.

Leng Yichen looks at the gun in his hand, but he can't think of a clue.

There were footsteps coming in and out of the office one after another. Leng Yichen didn't even look up.

All his attention was drawn to the gun.

Chengfeng came in once, reported the recent things he checked, and then went out.

Clues are messy, but Leng Yichen feels that he can't connect these things.

After that, he put the pistol in his bag and looked at the time. It was afternoon.

The last sunshine of winter came in through the floor glass window.

Leng Yichen also stood up from his chair.

Then I took the stairs and went to the garage.

On the way home, he bought a cake in the dessert shop.

For my son and wife.

When he arrived at the villa, Leng Yichen was in a better mood when he saw an Xiaojing and Xiao Li.

Especially the smiling face on his son's face, and the way he came running when he saw himself.

Leng Yichen admits that he loves his son more and more.

"Daddy, mommy and I made a big love cake. Go and eat it."

Xiao Li called.

Leng Yichen gave his son a kiss on the cheek.

An Xiaojing took out what she and Xiao Li had done before.

Leng Yichen didn't eat this kind of cake very much. Of course, he felt strange first.

An Xiaojing quickly cut a piece for him.

"I did it with mommy."

Xiao Li takes the initiative to say, as if waiting for Leng Yichen to praise himself.

Leng Yichen, of course, is very cooperative with his son.

He felt that Xiao Li was very concerned about himself.

It's his father, after all.

"Xiao Li is so good. Next time, our family will make delicious food together. Eat together. "

Leng Yichen's tone is childish.

An Xiaojing could not laugh or cry.

"Good!"

Xiao Li clapped his hands, and the whole person was excited.

Finally, he showed Leng Yichen his sand painting of the day.

"You like Conan?"

Leng Yichen asked.

"Well, Conan is very clever. I like it!"

Xiao Li replied.

Just like Xiao Li.

Leng Yichen looks at his son and smiles.

I remember when I was a child, he also liked Conan best.

What happened?

He has children. Conan is still a kindergarten child.

After dinner, Leng Yichen plays with his son for a while. Xiao Li is sleepy. An Xiaojing takes him upstairs to sleep.