Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 260 is too thin to hold up and feel no flesh

Haven't seen my biological father.

These seven people are like a heavy hammer, and they are heavy in the heart of the day.

If you have said that one moment has been your own insane reverie, then these seven words seem to give him a good reason for delusion.

Is there really so many coincidences?

Such a similar face, in the same city, no father.

Bai Hao thinks he must be crazy.

Lin Xiaomi did not like to mention her father to the outside because she had no impression of her father. The father was a word for her.

Bai Hao looked at the well-behaved daughter in front of her, and she was in a hurry to blurt out: "If your father knows that you have such a beautiful and kind-hearted daughter, he will be very proud."

Lin Xiaomi stunned and laughed at himself.

Will she be proud of her?

Jiang Yan said that because she was a daughter, her father abandoned his wife and daughter and never returned.

He didn't want her daughter at all.

But in this case, Lin Xiaomi will not say to outsiders, because she does not want to see others sympathy and compassion.

Because she has friends, here is the presidential palace, Bai Yu is not good to stay for too long, sit for a while and then go, before leaving, she must also take a rest at home, and then go to work after full recovery.

Lin Xiaomi sent him out. When he came back, he saw Wen Xiaoxiao sitting on the sofa and holding his arms, and looked at her with his head.

"What is your look, look at what you see!"

Wen Xiaoxiao squatted and thought: "This white minister really cares about you. Really, when he looks at you, his eyes seem to be shining. How do you say it, not the kind of light that looks at a woman? It’s like watching your daughter.”

Lin Xiaomi couldn't stand the imagination of his good friend that day, and slaps her head to the side and asks silently: "Do you know who the father of this minister is?"

"Who's it? Yours?" Wen Xiaoxiao asked jokingly.

"He is the father of Bai Ruoxin."

Before she and Wen Xiaoxiao mentioned it, she heard Wen Xiaoxiao exclaimed: "The fiancee of the cold master?"

Seeing Lin Xiaomi nod, Wen Xiaoxiao shook his head and shook his head: "This relationship is simply too complicated. Then you should be a rival to his daughter, but even if you saved him, he is too good for you. A little bit."

Lin Xiaomi did not think so, and felt that it was not special to her, but that the person himself was very decent.

And one possible reason is that he said that she looks very much like one of his old friends.

But this Lin Xiaomi did not say to Wen Xiaoxiao, after all, it is the privacy of others.

Two people chatted in the villa for an entire afternoon, as if they had returned to school, and they were tired of talking every day.

In the evening, Leng Xiaohuang came back early, and Lin Xiaomi left her to eat, but she insisted on leaving.

"Do not bother you both worlds." Wen Xiaoxiao rushed to Lin Xiaomi to squeeze his eyes, and then look at the cold and beautiful, although he is handsome and angry, but the indifference and extravagance around her body still makes her a little scared.

To eat with the cold young master at the same table, she is really afraid that she will be indigested.

Lin Xiaomi was very reluctant to personally send her to the door, and Axing sent her back.

Until the car was far away, Lin Xiaomi reluctantly took back his sight and returned to the villa. Leng Yuhuang was not downstairs, but the jacket was still on the sofa.

Lin Xiaomi found a circle, and finally found a cold water in the kitchen.

He said to him: "The White Minister came over this afternoon and sent a lot of supplements."

Leng Yuhuang just said "en" and did not ask much.

Raised her hand and took her into her arms, pinching her arm with a big hand: "Then you eat, hope you can give you a little fat."

The mouth of his mouth was slightly hooked, and the expression suddenly made her feel a little bad. For sure, he listened to him in the next moment: "It’s also a bit of a flesh when you hold it up. Look at your skinny now, and hold your bones in your arms."

"..." No woman can hear her husband's disappointment to himself.

Lin Xiaomi took his arm and pushed him away: "Then don't hold it."

I suspect that she is a curse, then what he does not hold her to sleep every night, has the ability to hold on to others.

She poured a glass of water on herself, turned and went out, cold and stunned, chased up, and coveted her: "Have you discovered recently that your temper is getting bigger?"

Lin Xiaomi’s glimpse, half-dead, just abandon her slut, and now she is abandoning her tigress. It’s the more she looks at her, the more she is not pleasing to the eye.

Lin Xiaomi was too lazy to take care of him and turned to the floor, leaving him with only a back.

Leng Yuhuang was speechless and followed up: "How can I recruit you?"

The arm she was hurting now didn't make much effort. The cooking chores were not done by her. When she returned to the room, she leaned on the sofa to read the magazine.

Leng Yuhuang saw that she ignored her, went to take a bath, changed her clothes, and sat down beside her. She raised her hand and put her arm on the sofa behind her. It looked like she was half a squat. In my arms.

He can see the woman's smooth and delicate side face with his mouth hanging.

She looks really small, so close, the face can not see a little pores, the posture of the head reveals her long neck, from his point of view, vaguely can see her collar The underside can hide the traces of deep purple.

"I laughed and laughed at you today and they were very happy. If nothing happens, let her come over and give you a boring."

Listening to his pleasing voice, Lin Xiaomi turned his eyes blankly.

In the ear is the heat he exhaled: "It’s also not good to look at a beautiful woman."

Also dislike her!

Lin Xiaomi was a little sullen, and he dropped the magazine in his hand on the sofa and turned his head to lick him.

She was empty in front of her, and he fell directly on her lap as soon as she fell, her hand around her waist and buried her face.

"..." Lin Xiaomi turned his leg and refused to give him a pillow: "Get up."

He reached out and poked the soft flesh of her waist: "You still have a lot of meat."

"..." Lin Xiaomi closed his eyes, sucked a few breaths hard, and tried to calm himself down. Don't impulsively drop the magazine on his face.

This stinky man who won't chat! ! !

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

Lin Xiaomi is not willing to take care of him, but his face is thick and thick, and he can't get up on her legs.

She looked at the magazine and looked down at him. He breathed evenly and his brows smashed again.

This is asleep.

I don't know how much trouble he has in the end. Every time he sleeps, he will pick up his brow.

He should be very busy. After all, such a big company, some decisions must let him come to the Lord. Two days ago, because she was injured, he stayed with her in the hospital for one day and one night. It should have delayed the work.