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"Ai Ai!"

Just as Leng Xin moved, the man beside him bellowed: "Return to the car, I'll chase them!"

Stunned, she took the car keys from him and walked back to the black Maybach.

After the car had started, she wanted to chase them, but they were nowhere to be seen. Leng Xin panicked and opened the car door, standing by the side, he looked around.

Ai Ai must not let anything happen to him!

A furtive figure approached her from the back of the parking lot, a sharp Swiss Army knife in its hand, looking around cautiously.

Without making a sound, the man walked to Leng Xin's side and raised the blade in his hand.

Hearing the voice, Leng Xin quickly turned around, seeing the blade on the ground and the blood on the man's hand, he instantly understood what was going on, and retreated with a pale face.

"Tsk, you still dare to commit murder in my territory?"

Who —?

The man and Leng Xin looked around at the same time. The former knew that he had missed the best time to assassinate him, so he did not delay any further.

The person who had saved her also didn't seem to have the desire to chase after him. Only after the injured man ran far away did she heave a sigh of relief.

Because of the poor light, she said to the sky, "Thank you!"

The door of the white car was pushed open, and a figure filled with Evil Qi stood at the door, coolly ruffling his own hair: "There's no need to look, in my, Xu Fei's territory, those bastards don't …"

The man froze as he looked up into the light and stared at her in disbelief.

So the other party was in the car! Leng Xin smiled: "Thank you for saving me."

But her rigid face was expressionless, and she just stared at her. How is that possible?

Just then, Lu Cangyao, who felt that something was wrong, carried Leng Aiai and ran back quickly. Upon seeing the man's figure, Xu Fei's heart stopped, and he quickly went back to the car to start the engine.

Leng Xin was surprised. "I still haven't asked your name, don't go!"

Unfortunately, the white sports car was already far away. She frowned doubtfully.

"Cold love!"

Hearing Lu Cangyao's urgent voice, she retracted his gaze and looked at the two people: "I'm fine. Someone saved me, but I don't know his name."

His black eyes fell on the saber and the bloodstain on the ground, his expression grave. "It's good that you're fine. Get on the carriage, and go home."

Inside the carriage, Leng Aiai hugged the woman tightly, her face had an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry Mommy, it's all my fault, Ai Ai almost lost you. "I just want dad to send you a rose, that's all …"

As she hugged her daughter in pain, Leng Xin revealed a happy expression, "Mummy, aren't you alright now? You can't run around like that in the future, okay? "If those people intentionally …" That's right, it was on purpose. Stealing the wallet was probably the first step in their plan.

If Ai Ai did not go out to buy flowers, they would have used other methods to push Lu Cangyao away. To her, the result was the same — someone wanted to kill her.

It was obvious that Lu Cangyao was aware of this, so he kept a dark face the entire time.

Shadow had been sent to Italy, and he didn't want anyone else to know about this, so he had to protect his cold love.

When Black Maybach returned to the apartment, Sis Qian went back. When his daughter said that she was hungry, Leng Xin made some noodles.

Just by smelling the fragrance, Leng Aiai's saliva almost flowed down to the ground: "Mommy, why do you know how to do everything? "I've never seen you cook in Italy before."

With servants in Italy, how could the Cold Old Man let her touch the kitchen when she was mad with love for her daughter?

In fact, Leng Xin did not know why she would do this.

Without further thought, she smiled and placed two bowls of fragrant noodles in front of them. "Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Leng Xin turned her head and went to the kitchen to carry her bowl.

The man and the little girl sat side by side, eating the noodles in unison. Even their expressions were so similar!

Just then, Leng Aiai picked out the spring onions and quietly threw them into the man's bowl. Lu Cangyao remained silent for two seconds, picked up a spoon to pick out all the spring onions and turned to her, "Kids cannot pick their food, open your mouth."

Leng Aiai almost jumped up. "I only gave you that little, how can you give me yours?"

His black eyes revealed a smile. "Do you want to eat? Or do you want me to throw away the TV later?"

The little girl bitterly laughed and turned to look at Leng Xin, "Mommy, I don't want to eat scallion."

Suppressing her laughter, Leng Xin said in all seriousness: "What he said is right, we cannot be picky about food." With that, she walked over and placed the bowl on the table, then picked out the spring onion flowers from her bowl and placed them into Lu Cangyao's bowl.

Man: "…"

Leng Aiai suddenly realized. "Ah, Father, you don't even like to eat scallion! Such treachery! "

Seeing that her daughter finally understood what was going on, Leng Xin propped her chin up with one hand as she smiled.

He didn't know why, but when he saw her smiling so happily, Lu Cangyao actually lowered his head and ate the noodles and the scallion that he hated the most.

At first, she didn't want to eat it, but now she was determined to eat it together, just like how he ate it with her.

But after eating a few bites, the two of them suddenly rushed towards Leng Xin's bowl. Seeing that half of the noodles they had eaten was taken away, Leng Xin did not know whether to laugh or cry.

How much did these two hate green onions?

In the end, all the green onions had entered Leng Xin's stomach and she was depressed.

Picking up food was a problem, it had to be cured! She thought to herself as she was washing the dishes.

The father and daughter duo, who were sitting in the living room watching TV, sneezed simultaneously as they frowned in a similar manner.

"Dad, let Aunt Qian cook for us in the future."

"That's exactly what I was thinking."

After they reached an agreement, the two of them looked at each other and laughed. Leng Aiai suddenly felt that this daddy seemed to be pretty good.

Heh heh.

After washing the bowls, Leng Xin took off her scarf and walked out. She saw that her daughter had fallen asleep in Lu Cangyao's embrace. Leng Xin was suddenly moved in her heart.

She walked over, stretched out her hand to catch her daughter, then whispered, "Why don't you carry her back to the bed and set her down?"

"Waiting for you."

"..." I want to sleep with Ai Ai tonight! "

The man raised his eyebrows. He didn't seem very willing.

Since he had an extra person by his side, the quality of his sleep had improved tremendously. How could he sleep without her at night?

Leng Xin gently placed his daughter on the bed, took her pajamas and entered the bathroom. After showering, she suddenly froze.

They saw Lu Cangyao leaning on the headboard, with a book in hand, as if he was prepared to stay the night.

She blushed. "This bed is smaller than the bedroom. Go back to your room."

"No."

"…" Was this person still the Lu Cangyao she knew back then?

The bed was really small, Leng Aiai had already been carried to the side of the wall, leaving only the middle for her.

If she lay down in that position, the man could easily turn around and press her down.

Leng Xin didn't want to go to bed.

"Lu Cangyao, go back to your room and sleep!"

Looking at her rosy cheeks, the man chuckled softly. "It's not like we've never slept together before, what's there to be shy about?"

"Who said I was shy? It's just that the bed is too small to sleep in! "

Thus, the man simply lifted up the blanket and walked towards her. Leng Xin subconsciously retreated, stuttering: "You, what are you doing?"

Lu Cangyao stood in front of her, his eyes seemed to have a vortex in them, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

She swallowed, then turned and climbed into bed, unsure why she should be afraid of him.

She's the daughter of the Italian Mafia...

When the daughter of the Black Hand Group was in Lu Cangyao's hands, she could only be reduced to acting like a pillow. Seeing him press herself down again after getting into bed, Leng Xin really wanted to cry.

"Don't move, be careful not to wake Ai Ai up."

"You, don't move!"

Seemingly worried that Ai Ai would wake up, Lu Cangyao became more obedient and just continued to hug her.

Leng Xin suspiciously glanced at him as her deep black eyes coincidentally fell on her face. Their gazes met and her face became slightly hot.

How could this man be so handsome?

"In love with me?"

"Brush ~ ~ ~"

Leng Xin's face and ears flushed red, she suddenly pushed him away. "Don't, don't speak nonsense, you should go back to your room to sleep!"

Who would have thought that he would roll onto top of her and bend down to seal her impending protest!

Leng Xin opened her eyes wide and shook her head with all her might.

Just when she thought that Lu Cangyao would do everything he could to get her, the man suddenly got off the bed.

She quickly pulled up the quilt to cover her face, staring at him with an aggrieved expression.

"Leng Xin, you are just a torturous little demon."

After he finished speaking, Lu Cangyao gently opened the door to his room. Seeing him leave at such a crucial moment, Leng Xin was startled, then blushed as he covered his head with his blanket.

Don't think about it, don't think about it!

The next day.

Leng Xin had a beautiful dream.

The scene in her dream was too fiery, she was so embarrassed that she almost lost her face. Finally, in fright, she woke up. Her mind was blank, and she almost didn't know if she was still in a dream or if she had already woken up.

When she regained consciousness and wiped the sweat off her forehead, Leng Aiai rubbed her eyes and woke up in a daze, "Mummy, why did you keep saying you don't want to …"

Leng Xin blushed as she ran into the bathroom with her blanket over her!

The confused Leng Aiai blinked her eyes. Mommy just now... Was she shy?

The mother and daughter pair walked out of the room. Hearing sounds coming from the kitchen, Leng Xin curiously walked over, and what she saw was not Sis Qian.

"Mr Lu, what are you doing?"

"Call me Xi Meng."

She was startled for a few seconds, then after an oh sound, she walked to the side of the man and stretched her head forward. Leng Xin remained silent.

Lu Cangyao stared at the pot in his hands, his expression serious. The eighth time, he had failed, but he became braver and braver.

Seeing that he was about to take the ninth egg, Leng Xin quickly reached out and held it down. "If the shape fails, you can try again, but look at the egg in the trash can, it's all muddled up …"

His black eyes narrowed. "And then?"

She reached out to grab the pot in his hand, and conveniently pushed the man aside: "Ai Ai really likes to eat poached eggs, let me."

The little girl curiously stuck her head into the kitchen, sniffed with her nose, and asked, "Mommy, what are you talking about? It smells like eggs? "

The man turned around and grabbed her by the collar. "Nothing's messed up. Come on, let's go out and wait for breakfast."

"Daddy, did you fry the eggs?"

He insisted, "I didn't fry eggs."

Hearing the man's words, Leng Xin burst out in laughter. She never thought that Lu Cangyao would also have such a cute moment, a dead duck trying to talk back. She could have waited for her to wake up if she wanted to eat the poached egg, why waste so many eggs.