Chapter 2286

Hearing this, Ling Limu looked at Xiaodou with handsome eyelids, and Xiaodou's big black eyes also looked at him.

"Handsome millet, some people say we are father and son." Little hood milk channel.

Now Ling Limu's memory still stays in this life. Fu Xiyao married Gu Yelin and gave birth to a small pocket.

However, after he disappeared in the fire, Fu Xiyao entered the royal family with two red marriage certificates and became his princess Xiyao. Only then did he know that Fu Xiyao and Gu Yelin were falsely married. That little pocket

Last night was too sweet. Ling Limu still remembers that last night she held him sweetly and said to him in a low voice, "Ling Limu, I owe you in the last life. Now I'll make it up for you."

Her tenderness made him have no time to think about small pockets. Now the words of the restaurant manager made Ling Limu's pupils shrink, and something flashed in his head quickly.

Whose son is Xiaodou?

Fu Xiyao has a deep love for him for two generations and goes with him. Because of him, he has been looking for the best way to love him. Even if he still doesn't want to let go of his hand in a desperate situation, Ling Limu absolutely doesn't believe that xiaodoudou is Gu Yelin's son. Moreover, with the memory of his previous life, he knows better than anyone what kind of woman Gu Yelin will fall in love with and what kind of romantic love he will take in his life.

Ling Limu's deep black eyes have surging waves, but his handsome face doesn't show anything. He looks at his little pocket, "I'll call your mommy now."

"Well, OK." Little pocket nodded cleverly.

Ling Limu takes out her mobile phone from her trouser pocket and dials out the familiar phone number.

Soon, the phone at that end was connected, and Fu Xiyao's soft waxy voice slowly poured into his eardrum, "hello."

"When are you coming?" Ling Limu goes straight to the theme.

"Why, do you... Miss me?" Fu Xiyao smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes.

Xiaodou has received the words from Mommy. He quickly stretched out his small hand and covered his small face, "Oh Mommy, you are so numb. You have no ears to listen to."

Ling Limu hooked his thin lips and softened his heart. He nodded and whispered, "well, I miss you. Come here quickly."

Xiaodou, who has been hit by sweet critical attack again, is going to faint happily. What's the situation? Mommy has successfully hooked up with handsome millet?

At this time, a slender figure stood outside the western restaurant. Fu Xiyao held the mobile phone in her hand and put it to her ear. A pair of clear Jian pupils looked at the father and son through the polished glass door.

Ling Limu just came out of the company. His white shirt and black suit are filled with the cold and sharp feeling of business elites, which is quite charming.

Today, Xiaodou is also wearing a white shirt. The small milk bag carved with pink and jade is held in the bend of his father's arm. Any capture of high-value father and son can be comparable to those fashion blockbusters.

They are all the people she loves.

It's spring now. The cool breeze is blowing Fu Xiyao's long hair on her cheek. She just stands under the street lamp and looks at them with broken eyes. After two lives, she feels complete at this moment.

"Ling Limu, look back." Fu Xiyao smiled.

Ling Limu, look back.

Ling Limu quickly sidled in the restaurant. He saw Fu Xiyao outside at a glance. She was in the bright lights and looked at him with a sweet smile.

Ling Limu's resolute chest suddenly turned into a mass of water. Something stuffed in, making him feel blood surging.

"Mommy, Mommy!"

Although Xiaodou likes Ling Limu very much, he still has a deeper relationship with mommy. As soon as he saw Fu Xiyao coming, he quickly went down from Ling Limu's arms and ran out.

"Mommy."

Fu Xiyao hung a slender feather and looked at his pink face and fondly touched his head.

At this time, Ling Limu came out, and he stood tall and straight in front of her.

Fu Xiyao looked up at him. Ling Limu's deep black eyes had been transferred from her pocket to her stunning little face. He whispered, "do you have anything to say to me?"

Fu Xiyao picked a delicate willow eyebrow and asked knowingly, "I don't understand what you mean. What do you want to hear?"

Ling Limu knows she's teasing him. In fact, it doesn't matter whether to ask at this moment. He has the answer.

Little pocket is his son!

But all this is like a dream. He urgently needs her to tell him and personally tell him what she has done for him in recent years.

"Yao Yao..."

He called her by name.

Fu Xiyao lifted up her red lips. "Let's go back and talk about it. The Pearl dinner tonight will be cancelled because... Grandma woke up."

Ling Limu was stunned. "What, grandma woke up?"

"Yes, let's go home."

Go home?

These two words made Ling Li's Twilight eyes soft. He nodded, "well, go home."

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Royal family.

Fu Xiyao took her to the royal family to take care of her very early. Since linglimu had an accident, she woke up once, and then fell into a long coma. Today, she finally woke up.

The old man's body is slowly aging. Fu Xiyao can only try her best to make time go slower and slower.

She loves grandma so much and loves grandma linglimu so deeply.

Grandma has a good spirit. Now she leans against the head of the bed and cushions a cushion behind her. Her eyes are red and she tightly holds Ling Limu's hand. "Ah mu, you're finally back."

Ling Limu held grandma's old hands, "grandma, I'm sorry to worry you this time."

Grandma shook her head. "Just come back, just come back."

At this time, Xiaodou ran over, looked up at grandma with a small face carved with powder and jade, and said sweetly, "grandma, Hello, my name is Xiaodou. You have been sleeping for many days. I run in to see you every day. Grandma will live a long life in the future."

It was the first time grandma saw the little bag. The little guy turned his big black eyes and stuffed a bag of snacks he liked into her hand. Grandma's heart was coaxed by the little guy.

"Ah mu, this is..."

Grandma looked at Ling Limu and asked.

At this time, Fu Xiyao came over, "little brother, you can't call grandma. It will disturb the generation, you know?"

"Mommy, what's my name?"

Xiaodou calls the old man grandma when he sees him.

Fu Xiyao lifted up her red lips, and Jian Tong looked at grandma brightly, "call grandma."

Grandma!

Grandma was shocked, "Yao Yao, what's a small pocket?"

Fu Xiyao took Xiaodou's small hand and handed it to grandma's old hand. She smiled softly, "grandma, Doudou is your great grandson."

It took grandma several seconds to understand what Fu Xiyao meant. Her great grandson... That little pocket is Ling Limu's son!

Grandma patted her thigh anxiously, "look at my confusion. Why didn't I think of it before? Why didn't I think about it?"

Four years ago, Ling Limu was in prison. Fu Xiyao abandoned him. Everyone was puzzled and accused her.

At that time, grandma was in the welfare home. Grandma knew that Fu Xiyao would secretly visit her every day. At that time, she had such a big stomach.

No matter how considerate she is, she knows her difficulties, but she never dares to think that Fu Xiyao's son is Ling Limu's.

I really don't dare to think about it.

Grandma quickly grabbed Fu Xiyao's small hand. Fu Xiyao's small white hand was green and green. The hand of the daughter of a rich family was full of tears. She wanted to say a lot, but when it came to her mouth, she didn't know what to say. "Good boy, it's really difficult for you."

Fu Xiyao jueli's cheek rippled with a warm and moving small pear vortex. She looked at Ling Limu and said, "grandma, it's not difficult for me at all, because I'm like you, I... Love him too."

Ling Limu looked at Fu Xiyao and couldn't move his eyes for half a minute.

"Good, good."

"Grandma, lie down for a while. I'll see if the millet porridge is cooked." Fu Xiyao left the room.

Fu Xiyao left. Grandma tightly held Ling Limu's big hand. "Ah mu, Yao Yao is really a good girl. You've spent your best luck in this life if you can meet her."

At this time, the maid on one side said with a smile, "yes, second prince, in the past few months when you disappeared, the princess not only had to deal with government affairs, but also took care of her by hand, wiped her body and changed her clothes. She never felt hard."

"Ah mu, did you hear that Yao Yao has always loved what you love, and she gave you back... Gave you a fat son. We have a queen, and you are a father, you know?"

Grandma laughed in tears.

……

Fu Xiyao is in the kitchen. The millet porridge is almost ready. She takes a spoon and is ready to taste it.

At this time, the maid nearby respectfully said, "second prince."

Fu Xiyao's slender feather Jie trembled. She didn't have to look back to know that Ling Limu was coming.

"Go down."

"Yes."

The maid withdrew.

Ling Limu came forward, stood behind Fu Xiyao, then stretched out two healthy arms, directly wrapped her soft waist and hugged her.

Fu Xiyao quickly recalled her red lips. She whispered, "what are you doing? Let go of me. Others will laugh later."

Ling Limu didn't let go. Instead, he drew back his arm and pressed her tightly into his fine and strong chest. He whispered in a low voice, "Yaoyao, let me hold her for a while."

Fu Xiyao stopped moving and let him hold her. She found that Ling Limu was not only careful and jealous, but also very sticky.

Her heart is sweet.

Ling Limu kissed her hair, "what do you think? Why did you give me a son? I couldn't give you anything at that time."

Fu Xiyao turned her head and looked at him with clear Jian Tong. "Your sons have been born. You still want to deny it now. Who told you to fly to the imperial city to find me at Christmas that year? If you don't find me, I won't be pregnant."

Ling Limu lifted up her thin lips, covered her ears and whispered with a smile, "Yaoyao, that's the luckiest thing I've ever done in my life."

Fu Xiyao smiled brightly and said, "linglimu, Congratulations, you have a wife and a son."

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