Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 943 is the same as the police

"You are hungry, what do you want to eat, I let the kitchen do it for you."

The two brothers did not bow their heads. Lin Xiaomi had no choice but to be caught in the middle. He could only do things and get old.

"No need to worry, anything can be done."

Lin Xiaomi nodded. "Then eat some porridge first. You have injuries on your body. It is not suitable for eating too greasy things. It is good for you to recover if you eat light."

Lin Xiaomi said, he personally went to cook him porridge, cold Jun Lin this small follower, also followed, after this time, he is more sticking to Lin Xiaomi.

"What kind of porridge do you cook? Cook more, I am hungry too."

Lin Xiaomi looked down at the son who was licking her clothes and held him kissed: "Did you have breakfast?"

"Eat, but a little bit full."

Lin Xiaomi looked at the bruises on his son's face and his exposed arm, and his eyes were red again.

"Don't hurt?" She almost lost him. When she thought of this, she couldn't control the panic.

"It doesn't hurt, it's a little itchy." The little guy said, leaning into her arms and licking her, she showed her injured chubby arm. The voice was a little excited: "Uncle Tang said, this is a gunshot wound. Then, the slamming sound wiped from my arm, just like the police big movie, it was too exciting."

The little guy regarded this as a show-off capital, but Lin Xiaomi was shocked.

She couldn't imagine how to do it if the bullet was a little bit more. If she had to shoot her arm, what should I do if I shot it again?

When I think that he is only five years old, he has to endure so many dangers. Lin Xiaomi’s heart is like a knife.

"Baby, Mom never leaves you again." Lin Xiaomi took the little guy into his arms, holding his soft body, smelling the milk aroma on his body, tears could not help but flow out.

In fact, she was a little tight. When she fell down last night, she had a lot of bruises on her body. She was so hugged and hurt her teeth.

The little guy listened to her sobbing voice, a little flustered, and the little hand clumsily patted her back: "I am not okay? Don't cry."

In fact, he was indeed shocked. He said that the little man was bleeding and not crying. He had been holding back. Now, with Lin Xiaomi, his eyes are red, and she is sobbing with her.

When Leng Yuhuang walked into the kitchen, she saw her wife and children clinging to a group crying. The picture saw his heart screaming.

"Okay, it's okay, isn't it all right now?" He hugged the cold lord and held his arm to look at the injury in his arm and body. He also asked: "Is it painful?" ”

The little guy behaved like a little man in front of his father and shook his head: "No pain."

Leng Yuhuang raised his hand and pinched his face: "At noon, people will give you cola chicken wings and braised pork ribs, as well as tomato and egg soup."

The little guy heard the words, his eyes lit up and he nodded with a small mouth: "Thank you, Dad."

It turns out that Dad knows what he likes most.

In addition to treating Lin Xiaomi, in front of other people, the emotions of cold and clear are always introverted.

Anything he couldn't do was hold his son's tears, like Lin Xiaomi, screaming and complaining.

He put the little guy on the ground and patted his head: "Go out and play."

Leng Junlin actually didn't want to play, but he looked up and saw Lin Xiaomi, who couldn't control and was still crying. He thought that Leng Yuhuang must be jealous of her, and he ran out to obey the words and left the space to them.

When the son ran out, Leng Yuhuang handed the kitchen door shut, turned and pulled Lin Xiaomi into his arms, and looked at her little face full of tears: "Why are you crying again, isn't it true?" When I finished, my daughter was really crying."

Lin Xiaomi’s white eyes gave him a look: “Don’t you smile with me, this time there is a cold field. Have you ever wondered if there would be no president, what would happen to Junjun? Or when he escaped, he had an accident. What will happen? I blame you. If we bring him, there will be no such thing. He is only five years old, still so small. If something really happens, I can't live anymore."

The wife’s tears are simply the most deadly weapon of his life. The cold and painful life is horrible. He admits that he’s wrong: “Okay, this time I’m not thinking about it, I promise you will never happen again.” Things are good, don't cry, my husband is distressed."

He used to think that it would be better to leave the cold king to stay in the presidential palace, and it would be better to go to the country with Y.

It is his lack of consideration and underestimation of the ambition of Leng Shaoyang.

Unexpectedly, he would be so mad that he was poisoned by the cold and proud world.

Although he did not show it, he actually squeezed his sweat.

Lin Xiaomi snorted and said: "Then you promise me that no matter what happens again, I will take it with you, and our family will never be separated again. What danger is there, we will bear it together."

"Okay, promise you."

Now she said what it was, but she was guaranteed, she could not control her tears.

"Isn't you all promised you? Why are you crying? You are not allowed to cry, your eyes are swollen."

Lin Xiaomi endured forbearance, still couldn't hold back, and punched him in his chest: "You don't force me, I can't control it, you just let me cry for a while!"

If this person can control his emotions, it is not a person, but a god.

She told herself not to think about it, it was all right, but she couldn't help but repeatedly see the thrilling pictures.

Even the uncontrollable cranky thoughts are all pictures of the cold monarch.

She was already uncomfortable enough, and Leng Yuhuang forced her, and she was simply wronged.

Lin Xiaomi’s tears did not show signs of control. Instead, they cried more and more fiercely, and they cried so badly that they were like a grievance by Tianda.

Leng Yuhuang is not a way to do anything, and her heart is followed by her sobbing.

"Well, don't force you, then come to my husband and cry."

Speaking of taking her into her arms, the big hand patted on her back, like a little baby.

Lin Xiaomi's emotions gradually calmed down, the porridge was boiled, and the smell of rice was floating in the kitchen.

The red face that was crying was buried in his arms, and all the tears and tears were deliberately applied to his shirt. Then he pushed him away and sucked his nose while watching the porridge in the pot.

Leng Yuhuang looked at the muddy chest, and laughed and laughed, knowing that she was deliberate.

In this world, she dared to treat him as a clean patient.

I didn’t have any thoughts on the plane before, but now I smell the fragrant porridge cooked by my wife. I feel a little hungry when I am cold.

"Is it cooked for me? I am really hungry, my wife is so good."