"Uncle, Xiao Qi will be good." Seven promise: "won't disturb mommy's study, OK?"

Wu Yang also advised: "Mr. Huo, I think Xiao Qi is very good. You can leave him. If he interferes with Miss Ling's study, I will explain the situation to you."

Big brother Xu Xi has told him all about the situation. He must follow Miss Ling's words and listen to her.

Huo CI sneered and looked at Lingsheng: "if you can't get more than 145 math in the college entrance examination, you can wait for me!"

Ling Sheng smile: "thank you, uncle."

"Thank you."

Huo CI left, looking at the stinky boy is not nostalgic at all, still standing at the door, waving and smiling at him, nest a stomach gas.

Look, look!

Pain him has a bird use, in addition to angry him, in addition to smelling him, nothing useful, see his mother to forget him.

Xiao Qi is very good. She looks at picture books on the bay window of her study. She holds the building blocks and plays with her. Her voice is very small. She is afraid of disturbing her mother's study.

There is heating in the room, but it is not enough. Ling Sheng is afraid that he will be cold, and he also spreads an electric blanket on the bay window.

When Jun Shiyan passed by, the little guy fell asleep on top of him, and the picture book was pressed under his head. His face was red and he took out the picture book with heartache.

The little guy woke up, opened his eyes and looked at him. His voice was small, and he still remembered where he was: "Uncle Jun, where is my mother?"

Jun Shiyan looked at the little guy. His eyes were slightly moist and his heart was soft. How could he have such a sensible child and whispered, "do you want uncle to read you a story when you do the test paper?"

There are a lot of picture books on the window sill. There are original English books, three-dimensional books and translation versions. They are not very new. They should be read many times.

Xiao Qi shook his head and his big bright eyes looked at him: "Uncle Jun, I'll tell you stories. I'll tell you all those things."

Mummy, grandma and grandfather will read stories to him. If he pesters his grandfather, he will read stories to him.

When Ling Sheng finished a test paper, he stretched out. He looked up and saw that the room was empty. People were gone. The curtain in front of the bay window was closed.

He went over and quietly drew a little curtain. On the small bay window, the handsome man sat by, slightly closed his eyes, and was already asleep.

The baby in my arms, leaning against his chest, sleeps sweetly.

The child still has a book in his hand.

It was snowing heavily outside, and the goose feather like snow-white floated through the window, like petals.

In the light of the sky, the two people are sleeping in a beautiful and warm way. They are both slightly leaning their faces, but only looking at their side faces, they seem to be carved out of a mold.

Lingsheng eyes light gentle, unconsciously hook up the corners of his lips, stealthily took a bed of silk quilt, to cover them.

The man did not know when to wake up, gently held her hand, moved inside, voice with just woke up hoarse, gentle love: "tired, have a rest."

Ling Sheng didn't expect to wake him up. The bay window was not big, but she was just a little one. She squeezed in and half leaned against the man's shoulder to see the snow outside.

Jun Shiyan slightly frowns, you can see the little girl's pink face, as well as a little pig sleeping in his arms.

Slightly hook up the lip corner, the heart is full, warm, very ironed, so good, his first pious prayer God, let his future life, such a moment general.

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