Chapter 1213

The microblog is full of speculation. Lingjue and fengyulin are sitting in the sofa and watching TV.

"When will you leave?" Lingjue rubbed against his chest and found a comfortable place in his arms to close his eyes.

After watching the movie, my brother went home, and they both came back.

Feng Yulin received a phone call saying that the Feng family wanted to talk to him, so he had to leave for a while.

Lingjue is a little sleepy. In the familiar taste, she can always sleep well.

"I'll see you later. You sleep first." His soft voice resounded over her head.

“……” She nodded, yawned lazily in his arms, and closed her eyes.

She put her hands around his waist, her legs on his legs and a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Feng Yulin took the remote control, turned the voice down a little, and held her gently.

In a moment, she was asleep in her arms.

He took her back to the room after she fell asleep.

Carefully put her on the bed, pull the quilt and cover her.

When he was about to leave, his sleeve was pulled. He turned to look at her on the bed.

There is some confusion in the eyes, and sleepiness in the beautiful little face.

"Will you come back later?"

"Come back."

"Well, be safe on the way."

"Well, keep sleeping." He approached her and kissed her on the forehead.

Lingjue nodded, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Feng Yulin looked at the time, and called him at zero -

at nine o'clock. He walked out of the door, thinking of what he would come back to adjust the air conditioner, and then left when he adjusted it to the right temperature.

When he left the villa, the sugar pill squatted on his shoulder, with some solemn color on his face.

"Master, they are looking for you because of Sir Alex's business." It said, just micro blog things are transmitted to him.

Feng Yulin nodded and saw the news with a smile on his face

He hasn't been back to Fengjia for a long time. Half of what they call him this time is because of xiaojue. Half of them should have something to help him.

By the time we drove on the road, the city was quiet.

After the early hours of the morning, there are few people walking in the street, even the traffic is much less.

Looking at the street lights, his mind drifted away.

"You said, what birthday present should I prepare for her?"

"Do you say sir?" The sugar pill moved his little ears, and his big Obsidian eyes flashed doubts.

"Well."

"I don't know..." If you send dumplings, you can eat them.

It must like it very much, but when it comes to lingjue, it doesn't know much about human affairs.

Especially when the host falls in love for the first time, he has no experience.

Feng Yulin looks at this avenue. He feels that it's better to give anything to an 18-year-old adult than to himself.

Well Send yourself

A smile came up from the corner of his mouth, as if he thought of the smile on the face of little baron.

She's really getting smaller and smaller recently, and he loves her more and more. I feel that soft and small appearance is really lovely.

Along the way, he was thinking about the gift in his mind. When he got home, the gentle expression on his face stopped.

When the steward at the door saw him, he immediately greeted him, "young master."

In addition to the family, Qiye and Qibei were standing at the door. They had just received the order from the Lord.

"Well." He nodded, handed the car key to Qi Ye at the door, turned around and walked into Feng's house.