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Chapter 229 Mother of the Less Lady

The phone is still ringing, it is Wen Xiaoxiao's phone.

Before she was in the amusement park, she called Wen Xiaoxiao, and the other party did not pick up. At this time, she saw it back.

"Millet! My phone is muted and I haven't heard it."

When I heard the voice of my friend, Lin Xiaomi temporarily forgot the cold jerk, lying in the bath and speaking to her while releasing the water: "What happened to you? How did the sound sound wrong?"

"No, I am fine."

"Smile, I am coming to Kyoto."

"Ah! Really?" Wen Xiaoxiao's voice suddenly excited: "When did you come, don't look for me! Right, you are coming back with the cold master? Is he there? Bullying you? I miss you Xiaomi, when can we meet?"

Friends have always been like a pistachio. No matter what happens, they are happy. Today, listening to her voice is a bit boring, and Lin Xiaomi is a bit worried.

but……

"I just arrived yesterday. Now at his grandmother's house, I don't know if I can go out tomorrow."

There was another scream from the opposite side of the mobile phone: "Ah! What is the situation, has it already reached the point of seeing the parents? So fast!"

Listening to Wen Xiaoxiao’s shocked voice, Lin Xiaomi did not know whether to tell her that they were actually married.

Thinking of getting married, Lin Xiaomi thought of the two marriage certificates that had been invalidated. Her marriage with Leng Yuhuang is now invalid.

"Ah, Xiaomi, are you called a royal family?"

Lin Xiaomi was teased by her, but thinking about the identity of the cold, can really be called the emperor.

"See you didn't see the president's adult? Is he himself more dignified than on TV?"

Thinking of the attitude of the president to her, Lin Xiaomi’s mood is slightly low: “The president does not like me.”

"Ah? Why?"

"It’s hard to say a word, let’s meet and say, I think I should be able to do it the day after tomorrow."

The two agreed on the time, Lin Xiaomi hung up the phone, lying in the jacuzzi for an hour, she was comfortable.

The lights in the house were closed, leaving only two wall lamps, and the man on the bed had no sound at all, as if he had fallen asleep.

Lin Xiaomi secretly gladly ran over his toes and climbed into the bed as lightly as possible. Who knows that he just lie down, and an arm straddles and drags her directly.

"Ah!" Lin Xiaomi was shocked by him.

The back of his back was against his fiery chest, and his ear was his unscrupulous voice: "What happened to me before, huh?"

"You actually sleep!"

"I can even install cool, what is it to sleep?"

"..." Lin Xiaomi served, this careful stinky man!

"I'm wrong, you just spare me, I really have no strength, you hurt me."

"Is it? I will see."

"Cold and beautiful! You don't want to face."

"What do you want to do with your face? Can you do whatever you want?"

The two men tossed for a while, and the young master finally let her go with mercy.

Lin Xiaomi saw that he was in a good mood. By the way, he told him something to go out: "I want to go out and meet a friend the day after tomorrow? Do you have any other arrangements?"

"Wen Xiaoxiao?" The big hand touched her white, greasy back, and asked coldly and lazy.

"how do you know?"

"What do you not know?" Leng Yuhuang asked: "Want to go out one day?"

"acquired?"

"Let's go, just meet Shan Dong and ask other people to get together."

Lin Xiaomi is not very satisfied with the arrangement of the young master. "You want to go with me? Don't, let's talk about what the girls are talking about."

"Girl? Oh." Leng Yuhuang laughed.

Lin Xiaomi's face is red, she really can't be called a girl, but Wen Xiaoxiao is.

"Shengdong?" Lin Xiaomi just thought that the name was a bit familiar. At this time, he suddenly reacted. This Shengdong seems to be the overbearing master who Wen Xiaoxiao often hangs on his lips.

Between Wen Xiaoxiao’s mention of his number and words, she always felt that they couldn’t tell a little bit about the unknown.

"Let's go, okay, let's get together." Lin Xiaomi has a selfish heart and wants to meet what kind of person Shengdong is.

............

Jiang Yan had not seen the shadow of Lin Xiaomi for two days outside the presidential palace.

Not only did she not see Lin Xiaomi, but she did not even see it. She had some doubts about whether they really returned to Kyoto.

If you go back to Kyoto, will you not live in the presidential palace?

It’s not a good thing to wait for a rabbit. Jiang Yan suddenly thought that when she was in Liancheng, a woman named Cheng Min gave her a phone number.

She saw Cheng Min go to the hospital to deliver food, and I want to come to the people around him.

Jiang Yan found out the phone number of Cheng Min, dialed the past, and the phone was connected. She was a little cramped: "Is Miss Cheng Min?"

The other party's voice is cold: "I am, who are you?"

"I am Lin Xiaomi's mother, do you remember the phone number you gave me at the hospital?"

Cheng Min paused and opened again. The sound was a little warmer than before: "I remember, what did Auntie look for?"

"It is like this. I heard that Xiaomi came to Kyoto. I was a little worried. I came over, but I don't know where she lives. I can't contact her. Does she live in the presidential palace?"

Cheng Min was very keenly aware of what she said in her words: "Are you outside the presidential palace?"

"……Yes."

"Then you knocked on the door, the guard stopped you, you said that you came to Lin Xiaomi, you are the mother of the young lady, they naturally dare not stop you."

Jiang Yan looked at the guards with guns and hesitated a bit: "Is that okay? That is the presidential palace..."

"it's OK."

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Yan hesitated for a moment or went up, and missed Lin Xiaomi’s car. She had been here for two days and one night. The things she brought were finished, the water was also drunk, and I sat there before. I still don't think that when I got up and walked over, I felt that the scene in front of me was shaking slightly, and I felt that I would faint.

"Stand up! Not allowed to get close!" The guard saw her coming to the presidential palace, a white face, slightly surprised, raised her gun against her heart, and warned.

Jiang Yanchang saw the gun when he was so big. He panicked at the moment and explained: "Don't shoot, I am... I am the mother of your young lady. I am here to find your young lady."

The guards looked at each other. Where did they come from the young lady? Is it Miss Lin who came the day before?

Look at the woman in front of me, the clothes are messy, the trousers are still dirty, the pale face looks a little sick, and the body has a big bag.

The terrorist attacks, they have seen a lot, and now the woman in front of the eyes is more suspicious: "Stop! Come close to me and shoot."

Jiang Yan looked at her at the muzzle and was scared and screamed: "I am really the mother of your little lady!!"