Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 461, you are not allowed to see him again, no good intentions.

When everyone did not respond, Axing had already ran out, and even the flowers and bottles were thrown into the garbage room.

Leng Yuhuang’s heart nodded silently, it’s good, it’s beautiful, and it’s a raise.

"Husband, you are fine." Lin Xiaomi saw that his sneeze was so powerful that his eyes were full of worry.

But aren't pollen removed?

How can you be allergic?

Leng Yuhuang walked over and took her into her arms and kissed her lips: "When the flowers are thrown out, I will be fine, baby, I want to miss me?"

In the face of Mu Linyun, he is again and again, Lin Xiaomi is ashamed and blushing.

He secretly pushed him and whispered a warning: "My brother is still there."

Leng Yuhuang’s heart is cold, he is a brother, but he has a smile on his face: “Since it’s all from family, it’s even less scared, fast, tell me, do you want to be a husband?”

Holding her chin with her big hand, he has to kiss her again.

Lin Xiaomi's cheeks are not as thick as he is, and his mouth squints to lie down on the bed.

Cold and beautiful eyebrows suddenly sink, and began to eat flying vinegar, and some of my heart is not a taste.

I can always kiss, how can I not be in the face of Mu Linyun?

Mu Linyun always had a faint smile on his face. If he couldn’t see it anymore, then he would be white.

"Cold Master is busy?" He smiled and said: "In fact, men should really focus on their careers. If you are busy with work, you don't have to worry about it. You can rest assured that Xiaomi will accompany her."

Cold and beautiful can't stop sneer, you are welcome: "You are here, I am not at ease."

What does he mean by this?

Lin Xiaomi was dissatisfied with pinching his hand, how to talk like this.

The weak and boneless little hand was held tightly in the palm of the hand by the cold and backhand.

He looked at Mu Linyun with a smile: "The man really should focus on his career. You have been away from the country for a long time. Should you go back to work?"

The meaning of this awkwardness is simply too obvious. Even Lin Xiaomi, who is now very dull, is aware of the faint smell of gunpowder between the two.

"My work is not in a hurry, but the cold young man said this, but it reminded me that Aunt wants to wait for Xiaomi's body to recover some more. After the fetal image is stabilized, let me take her to go and see, so that the aunt can take care of her personally, baby. Can also be born with us."

When Leng Yuhuang heard it, he was angry: "How can my son be born in a foreign country? Xiaomi will not go anywhere. She wants Xiaomi. I can arrange a helicopter to pick her up."

"Millet actually wants to go to the Y country to see it."

The sight of the two men looked at her at the same time, and Lin Xiaomi did not know what they were fighting between the two.

It’s just the Y country. She really wants to go. Look at her mother and want to see what her mother has lived in these years.

Seeing him nod, the cold eyebrows suddenly sink, and the cold eyes are like swallowing her.

Until Mu Linyun left, Lin Xiaomi had time to ask him, the little finger poked his chest: "You have been doing it against my brother, he has not provoked you."

She still protects him?

Cold and cold, suddenly fried hair: "He did not provoke me! Run to your eyes every day, is he a fly?"

Lin Xiaomi is ridiculous: "My brother cares about me."

"I don't think he is kind."

Especially when he looked at her eyes, he thought about it when he thought of it.

It’s gentle and pampering, don’t say it’s not a brother or sister, even a brother and sister!

"In the future, he will not be allowed to come again, and he will not be allowed to get along with him."

Lin Xiaomi just thought that he was joking, but after watching his serious expression, he asked strangely: "Are you serious?"

"Serious can't be serious anymore!"

Lin Xiaomi is dissatisfied: "What the **** is going on, he is my brother, why are you not allowed to come? And, you have thrown his flowers out, the pollen of those flowers has been removed, how can you be allergic, you How much is this between each other."

"Do you like flowers? I let Axing pull you a car, can you?"

"No, I want my brother, that is what he gave me."

Leng Yuhuang laughed: "Then you go to the trash can find it yourself."

Looking at his smug look, Lin Xiaomi was simply not going to fight, she was violently opened the quilt and went out of bed.

"Look for it, who is afraid of it."

Leng Yuhuang saw that she really got out of bed, and when she stretched her arms, she took her into her arms and stepped on the tiles. His eyebrows sank and she hugged her.

"You are messing around! The floor is cold, you don't wear shoes!"

She sat on the bed and looked up at him: "Don't you let me find it myself?"

I have never seen her so obedient!

He sneered: "Since you are so obedient, then I will not let you see him again, you will not see you again."

Say it! Bastard!

Lin Xiaomi thinks that since she was pregnant, her brain didn't turn and her mouth became stupid.

Say but he, she is too lazy to care for him.

She turned over the bed and pointed her back to him.

Can't understand his thoughts, Mu Linyun is her brother, what is not good, clearly is his little belly.

Two people, this vindictive, directly fight to the night.

Until dinner, no one bowed first.

The two people are unreasonable and busy.

I don't know if there is any anger in my heart. Lin Xiaomi had a nightmare at night.

The dream is all the pictures of her childhood. The picture of the happy and happy life has suddenly changed. The dreams are full of blood.

She was awakened by a nightmare, unconsciously screaming, her body could not stop shaking, and she was cold sweat.

Leng Yuhuang quickly brought her into her arms, opened the bedside lamp, and stroked her back with her big hand: "What's wrong, do you have a nightmare? Is it okay, nothing, dreams are fake, my husband is here, don't be afraid ""

Lin Xiaomi is like a frightened little animal, usually nestled in his strong chest, cold sweat on his forehead.

She paused for a while before she spit out a sigh of relief, but when she closed her eyes, she was all horrible.

"What did you dream of? Just say it." He groaned softly.

She grabbed her hair and her forehead was cold sweat: "I dreamed of Jiang Yan and my grandmother. When I was a child, my grandmother could hurt me. The Jiang Yan in the dream did not say anything bad. I took a test for a hundred percent. She also praised me for being smart. ""

Leng Yuhuang chuckled: "Isn't this a good dream?"

"It’s not good after that." She said, shrinking into his arms, his voice shivering with a trepidation: "I dreamed of her... She died, she died so badly, her body was bloody, her eyes were stunned. I looked at me a lot and said that I killed her and my grandmother looked at me. I was so scared."

"Oh, dreams are all fake." Cold and sorrowful, he is not very understandable, don't be afraid of crying.

"No, the dream is really real, just like it is true."

Leng Yuhuang was trying to appease her, the door of the ward was suddenly ringing, and the voice of Axing was heard outside: "Young Master."