Chapter 555

Edinburgh, UK, the famous hemakit hotel.

Under the misty sky, Ling Xiaoyou sits on a swing, with a cobblestone paved path at her feet.

Swing sway, her eyes slightly hanging on top, I do not know is asleep, or thinking about things.

A few minutes later, a man came out from the front desk of the hotel, with long hands and legs, and a warm face. He came to Ling Xiaoyou and called her gently.

"Xiao you?"

Ling Xiaoyou slowly opened her eyes, "OK?"

"Well, let's go in."

Ling Xiaoyou nodded, got up and went inside with Tang Xian. She came in a hurry, and she didn't have time to bring anything except her own documents.

Lingli said, but he only applied to lingxiaoyou for school, but the course began a month, and the residence was not arranged.

After all, he can't rest assured that he can't leave the company, so he specially asked Tang Xian to come and settle her down.

A week later, Nanjiang, Lujia.

In the evening, Ji Shaoguang sat in a hanging basket in the garden, listening to Lu Tingchen's elegant and mellow voice, "Guan Guanjiu, on the island of the river. My fair lady, a gentleman loves me... "

Since Ji Shaoguang became pregnant, Lu Tingchen recorded the whole book of songs on the device. When he was there, he read it to Ji Shaoguang. When he was not there, he put it to Ji Shaoguang. In Ji Jing's words, what others did was prenatal education, what he did was confession, which is worthy of being his little lover in his previous life.

However, Ji Jing is not willing to be behind others.

He is learning piano recently. As a young boy, Zhong lingyuxiu, sits in front of the piano. His fierce and indifferent momentum is neutralized. He looks delicate and lovely.

Every day, he catalogued the songs he practiced and showed them to Ji Shaoguang over and over again.

As a result, a piece of piano music, often accompanied by men full of magnetic and generous voice.

Ji Shaoguang has nothing to say about it, but it's not good not to listen.

At this time, she is holding the latest design drawings in her hand and looking at them. In the garden not far away, father and son are playing with remote-controlled airplanes.

The model plane was brought back by Guo Qifeng on a business trip to Hong Kong Island yesterday. After a while of fiddling with it, the plane rocked up.

"Left, left, on the tree!" Ji Jing changed her previous elegance and was furious.

Lu Tingchen touched his nose, "this It's upgraded. It's high-end. I'll give you another try. "

“NO！” Ji Jing protested loudly, but before he snatched the handle from Lu Tingchen's hand, the plane "hummed" and rushed forward, then "snapped" down.

"Look at him, Ma!" The plane fell on the lawn, Ji Jing distressed can't, "all the plane to fall!"

Ji Shaoguang raised his eyes and looked over there. He shook the drawing and yelled, "what are you talking about? The piano is too loud to hear

Ji Jing, dead.

Lu Tingchen smiles.

Father and son squatted down to look at the plane, OK, not broken, but Ji Jing still glared at him, grabbed the handle from his hand, "don't give you play!"

"Well, well, it's none of my business if you break yourself."

Lu Tingchen pretended to be reserved and helped him hold the plane with his palm, indicating that he could play.

Ji Jing took a look at him and pushed the handle to control the plane.

However, it turns out that it's really hard to control. Sometimes you want it to go to the left and push it to the right. In less than two minutes, the plane falls from the sky again.

Lu Tingchen burst out laughing, "it's nothing to do with me this time. Ha ha ha..."

Ji Jing's white face was tinged with a trace of crimson, and he stamped his foot in anger, "Mom, you hurry to get your husband away!"

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