C7 Mommy in the dream

"He's my brother." This simple sentence made it difficult for Lan Shi Ling to even grind her teeth. She understood that although Leng Xinhao was very young, he obviously knew a lot of things about his peers when he was in the Leng Clan. He probably only woke up when he heard Zhang Hai's words just now.

Brother? How could he let his sister sell herself when he had such a brother?

Although Leng Xinhao had the calmness and knowledge that surpassed his age, it did not mean that he had experienced the complete darkness of social reality.

He turned around and looked at the woman who was hugging him. He didn't know why, but he had always hated the woman who climbed onto the bed of the Cold Owl. However, when this woman first saw him, the indescribable joy in her heart could only be explained with a single glance.

This was the first time he had been hugged by a woman ever since Leng Xinhao became sensible. After being sensible, he had never been hugged by anyone, not even his father. There was a smell about this woman that made him feel like he was being held so obediently, leaning against her, closing his eyes, and the warm smell that lingered on the tip of his nose.

Lan Shi Ling held Leng Xinhao for a long time. It was only when she felt his soft snores that she realized he had fallen asleep in her arms. Gingerly, he laid Leng Xinhao on the bed and covered him with the blanket. Just as he was about to go out and clean up the table, he found that Leng Xinhao's small hands were tightly grasping his clothes.

"Mommy …" The soft and delicate voice was different from the mature voice from before. It belonged to the childish voice at this age. Its small eyebrows were tightly knitted, seemingly uneasy as it searched for something it had lost.

As if she had been stabbed in the heart, Lan Shiling couldn't help but tremble. She reached out her hand to touch Leng Xinhao's tender face and could not help but coax him, "Mommy's here. Mommy won't leave. Stay by your side."

As if he had heard her words, Leng Xinhao's small hands loosened their grip on the corner of Lan Shiling's clothes, and followed the warm touch of his big hands to her face, stopping there. The corner of his mouth split open, revealing a sweet smile. His little face rubbed against that large hand as he fell into a deep sleep. However, her small hands never let go of Lan Shi Ling's hand. It was as if she had found a precious treasure, and she held it tightly in her bosom, afraid that it would disappear.

Lan Shi Ling could only sit there and accompany Leng Xinhao. As for Zhang Hai and the others, they were not as important as him.

She gently patted the quilt as she slowly hummed a nursery rhyme. Lan Shi Ling had never felt that coaxing a child to sleep was such a blissful thing. In the past, the children at the school where she worked were all very naughty. Although during her afternoon nap, there were quite a few good kids, when she looked at Leng Xinhao's sleeping face, she felt that as long as she could stop at this moment, she would ask for nothing else.

At this moment, Leng Xinhao was hugging his mother tightly, his face pressed against hers. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Mommy, Mommy …"

"Mommy is here, Mommy won't leave, she'll stay by your side." It was as gentle and sweet as one could imagine, accompanying him at his side. Hugging him, patting his back, coaxing him, singing a melodious song, just like other children, snuggling in the mother's embrace.

He could also act coquettishly and shamelessly and ask Mommy to coax him.

As if having a beautiful dream, Lan Shiling saw the warm smile on Leng Xinhao's face and felt a warm feeling. Lowering his head, he couldn't help but kiss the soft, red, apple-like cheeks.

Mommy kissed me!

Leng Xinhao felt his mother's kiss. It was soft, warm, and sweet. Compared to the pile of toys in the toy room, Leng Xiao's new toys made him happier.

The Cold Owl would not hold him like this, would not kiss him like this. Always the same cold look, and other women in the bed over and over again. Only Mommy, Mommy is the best.

Holding his mother in his arms, Leng Xinhao decided not to let go of Mommy even if he died. He wanted to be with Mommy.

The slight pain on her hand caused Lan Shi Ling to come back to her senses. She stared blankly at Leng Xinhao.

"Your little hands are quite capable." She ignored the pain in his hand, and looked at Leng Xinhao, who seemed to be protecting his hair from the explosion. What dream have you had? Who are you snatching from? "

She pinched his small, perky nose and watched him twist it in dissatisfaction, then let out a hand to rub her small nose. Lan Shi Ling could not hold it in any longer and laughed.

This place was warm and sweet, but other places were like a cold current of level 10, causing all the people standing in the vicinity to tightly wrap their clothes, gritting their teeth as they endured the bone-piercing coldness.

"You didn't catch that broken taxi? You can just scram now! " The Cold Owl thought it was too embarrassing that his new off-road car could not catch up with the cheap taxi.

The driver wanted to beg Leng Xiao not to fire him, but seeing butler Mo Yuan giving him a look, he could only leave in disappointment. When he thought about the route the taxi had taken, it was not a familiar place. He would turn a corner at a time, so how could he blame himself for not catching up?

And you guys, have you found someone yet?" All of them usually looked very capable and powerful, but what about now? "AHH!" Speak! " The thought of finding a child and a woman, but not finding one all afternoon, made the Cold Owl furious.

Ou Yixiang looked at Leng Xiao, who was still fuming. This brother of his had always been calm and indifferent towards others, but now he was actually so nervous towards a woman?

Hey, Xiao, why is there still a woman who doesn't care about you? I would like to see which famous beauty can make you so interested in her … Alright, alright, I won't say anymore. I'll shut up! " Seeing the murderous stare of the Cold Owl, Ou Yi Xiang shut his mouth and made a zipper gesture with his mouth. "Ah, today I came here to find a beauty to have a good time with. Who knows what kind of ordinary makeup they are, but that life teacher is actually pretty good. He looks fresh and elegant, without a trace of vulgarity. I will ask Mo Yuan later.

"Young master, young master will be fine, that woman is young master's life teacher, she will not …"

"Life teacher? A home visit? " Leng Xiao had been looking for someone, and had not expected Lan Shi Ling to be here. The Leng Clan had always been very strict. Aside from the people he brought back, only those he was familiar with would be allowed in. They actually let Lan Shiling in today. Leng Xiao was completely engrossed in the betrayal of Lan Shi Ling. He had lost his rationality and was thinking hard about the appearance of Lan Shi Ling.