Chapter 496

The girl was stunned and responded: "I don't mind. I believe my parents won't mind..."

"I may have a four year old child." Ling Yao spit out a heavy bomb again.

The girl can also accept: "well, there's nothing wrong with that. We all like children very much, don't we? I can take care of him with you..."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I already have a fiancee." then I clearly saw that the girl opposite looked extremely embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't understand the situation. I'm afraid to disturb." the girl covered her mouth and turned away.

Ling Yao put his hand into his trousers pocket. His tall and straight posture left a silhouette on the white wall behind him. The creeper on the wall was green and moving. The sunset climbed up his handsome eyebrows and eyes to dilute the cold color.

I believe that in this way, his troubles here can be reduced a lot. They are all high-quality talents. Few girls will be brazen to entangle him again when they know he has the Lord.

"Teacher Qiao made people cry, too much!" suddenly, a soft child voice sounded on the side.

Ling Yao looked back and saw Elvis appear outside the corridor at some time. His little face was unhappy!

Ling Yao walked over and rubbed his little head rudely: "little fart boy, what do you know about feelings?"

In this case, the girl will be hurt anyway, because he can't accept each other's feelings and chooses to refuse at the beginning, which is the result of the least harm.

"I only know that it's wrong for a man to make a woman cry!" this time, Ling Yao's explanation didn't work. Xiaobaozi still resented his female teacher for crying.

Looking at the steamed stuffed bun, Ling Yao was angry and funny: "little thing, do you know what the aunt was doing just now?"

In private, Ling Yao still likes to call himself in the name of his uncle with little steamed stuffed bun. His uncle is a little closer than teacher Qiao.

Little steamed stuffed bun blinked blankly. When he came late, he saw the female teacher running away crying and running away. He didn't know the reason.

"She's confessing to her uncle. Do you want him to promise her to be her boyfriend?" Ling Yao doesn't know whether it's useful to explain this to such a young child.

The little steamed stuffed bun seemed to understand something: "my uncle didn't like her, so he didn't promise, right?"

In addition to whether he likes it or not, there are many factors to interfere, but Ling Yao just rubbed the head of the steamed stuffed bun: "yes, if he doesn't like it and promised, he is playing with his aunt's feelings, that's the slag man."

"Oh, so it is." the steamed stuffed bun nodded.

"Do you still think your uncle did something wrong?" Ling Yao smiled.

The steamed stuffed bun thought, "uncle didn't do anything wrong, but it's still wrong for you to make the girl cry!"

"Hiss -" Ling Yao laughed. Like him, this little thing recognized a reason. Nine cows couldn't be pulled back. He couldn't help but wonder, "can you tell your uncle why you are so persistent about girls who shouldn't cry?"

The little steamed stuffed bun opened his mouth, made a half ring, and looked gloomy: "that's because Mommy often cries alone. Although she never told me the reason, I know that a bad man broke her heart."

Just as Hai Xiaomin regards small steamed stuffed bun as his life, in the eyes of small steamed stuffed bun, Mommy is also the person he cares about most, so he hates all the behaviors that make girls cry.

Hearing the speech, Ling Yaojun Pang Yining was suddenly stunned... He suddenly remembered that when little steamed stuffed bun touched porcelain, he said that his mommy missed daddy and often cried at night.

When I think of the woman who is stubborn and confronts him many times, I will cry alone at night because I miss him... No, it's Ling Yao. I don't even dare to let little steamed stuffed bun find out. His heart has no reason to mourn!

"Elvis, do you know where your daddy has gone?" Ling Yao suddenly asked. There are no outsiders around. This is the first time he has asked a key topic to steamed stuffed bun these days.

"Elvis has no daddy, only Godfather!" the little steamed stuffed bun said positively.

No daddy? This is what the woman Hai Xiaomin told the child? Thanks to the fact that the steamed stuffed bun is still young, this kind of words can deceive him. When he gets older, I believe he will take the initiative to inquire about the whereabouts of his biological father.

Ling Yao endured the convulsion in the corner of his mouth: "who is godfather?"

Little steamed stuffed bun: "Mommy said godfather was Nemo."

"Who is Nemo?" Ling Yao frowned. Is it also the key figure in his memory loss in those two years? Where did he come from and become his son's godfather!

It annoyed him!

"Mommy said, if it weren't for godfather, I might not have come to this world. Godfather will always guard me in the sky in the future!" said the little steamed stuffed bun.

Ling Yao understood that this Nemo was no longer alive, and had given great help to Hai Xiaomin's mother and son.

These, he doesn't know the inside story

"So... Does Elvis want a daddy?" he hesitated to ask this sentence, and Ling Yao was suddenly nervous.

"Uncle! Oh, no, Mr. Qiao, it's time to go back to the classroom! It's time for class!" it seems that xiaobaozi didn't hear Ling Yao's last question. As he ran to the classroom, he repeatedly asked Ling Yao to keep up.

Ling Yao's tall figure stood in place, silent, smiled faintly, and walked up.

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Hai Xiaomin was driving to the airport when she received a call from the head of the Royal kindergarten asking her to come on Monday.

The head of the kindergarten didn't say anything on the phone. Hai Xiaomin was worried about what trouble the steamed stuffed bun had caused and was denied by the other party. She only said it was a regular conversation. She promised to come down and fix the specific time on the phone.

Today, when Tang Xuan arrived in London, it was raining heavily. It was inconvenient for him to take a taxi. Hai Xiaomin had to pick up people by car.

When she arrived outside the airport, she saw the fierce wind mixed with rainstorm. Even people tens of meters away couldn't see clearly. She had to stop and get off with an umbrella to find Tang Xuan. He was sheltering under the eaves with his luggage.

When they got back to the car, they were all wet with rain.

"It's raining hard in London!" Tang Xuan laughed and joked as he sat in the co pilot's seat, dusting the rain from his hair.

"Who let you rush so at the right time." Hai Xiaomin scolded with smiling eyes.

"I'm wrong. I'll check the weather forecast before buying a ticket next time!" Tang Xuan pitifully raised his hands to admit his mistake.

The autumn rain was chilly. Hai Xiaomin smiled and turned on the heating. Seeing that Tang Xuan's face was full of rain, he subconsciously pulled a paper towel and leaned over to wipe it for him.

Tang Xuan's body froze and accepted Hai Xiaomin's considerate care.

Right in front of the line of sight is Hai Xiaomin's exquisite face, which comes face-to-face with a faint fragrance, heating up the car!