Run Away from My Honey a Thousand Times

Ling Yue felt that he might have auditory hallucinations, otherwise how could his youngest son speak to himself in a coquettish tone.

"Daddy, I want to win." He raised his head, his eyes shining with the eager desire for victory.

Xiao Da, who is usually indifferent to everything, today exudes an aura that must be won.

"At the B1 venue, the parent-child sports two-person and three-legged sports will begin immediately. Parents and classmates are invited to take their place and prepare to... start!"

When the gunfire sounded, the eight pairs of runners on the track were all sprinkled with blood and rushed towards the finish line.

If it weren't for Ling Yue to clasp Ling Yiye's back collar with one hand, this kid would have fallen a few times, but seeing the persistence on his pink face, Ling Yue couldn't help frowning.

What made Ling Yiye, who was naturally stunned, suddenly became so passionate?

President Ling has always been very fond of children. He lifted his small body slightly with his hands on his back, and cheated openly, and the two ran to the finish line extremely quickly.

When the little guy's body touched the red line at the finish line, he yelled very cheerfully, "Mummy!"

"Who are you calling?" the man above his head asked in a suppressed voice.

The little guy raised his head, dangling his big eyes, and happily shouted again, "Mummy!"

The little guy tugged on his short legs, and broke the rope tied to Ling Yue's feet, and the little guy flew straight out like a bow-off arrow.

Ling Yue stared at him stubbornly, Ling Yiye scurried around like a small fly, watching here and roaring there, but there was no one he was looking for.

"Did you see her?" Finally Ling Yue walked slowly behind him and spoke in a complicated tone.

The little guy no longer had the excitement he had before. He drooped his little head and pressed his small mouth tightly. He was very depressed, "Mommy, lie." He whispered and sobbed by the way.

"Don't cry!" Ling Yue suddenly ordered him coldly.

Thinking that Ling Yiye was suddenly abnormal these days, yelling and crying because of that woman, he couldn't help but want to get angry.

"what happened?"

Shen Jingxue was panting and walked to their side. Ling Yiyao didn't know what was wrong. She was so excited today that she almost fell down on a tripod with him just now.

The big and small in front of me were covered with dark clouds, and they looked very depressed.

Ling Yiye lifted his little head unwillingly and looked around, his blue eyes gradually dimmed, his little cheek was lifted, and his tears were turned back. He withdrew his gaze blankly, squeezed his small mouth, and said nothing.

In the end, child Ling Yiye picked up the small gold medal, fell to the ground in disgust, stepped on two feet, and left without looking back.

The little guy is angry.

Even a person like Shen Jingxue who is unfamiliar with him can feel that Ling Yiye is this little thing, he is angry, depending on the situation, the guy he hates must be sentenced to death directly.

Ling Yiyao was not in a good mood either, and the two little boys walked together hand in hand, looking inexplicably pitiful.

"What the **** is going on?" Shen Jingxue felt more and more wrong, and walked to Ling Yue's side and continued to ask.

Ling Yue also had a dark face, and it suddenly made people feel that these two children and one older child were sulking.

Shen Jingxue felt that she could not enter their world at all, and was very anxious, "The more, we will get engaged next week. Your business is my business, and I will be worried too. Can you tell me?"

Shen Jingxue's voice is like the warm winter sun, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Ling Yue stopped, looked up at her, turned his head and continued to stare at the pair of cute treasures walking in front of him, and said lightly, "It's nothing." He never liked to say too much, and even less when he was upset. Like to talk, how about fiancee, all women are the same, there is no difference at all.

Ye Youran struck three sneezes in succession. She rubbed the tip of her nose, "Huh? Who is scolding me?"

The A1 area she manages is mostly attended by children in the kindergarten preschool. These little guys can be regarded as the bosses in this school, and they are all six or seven year olds.

Although these ‘bosses’ are relatively older, the name of the school bully was still taken away by the three-year-old Mengbao in the small class. The reason Ye Youran never understood, and until today, she had an epiphany.

"Teacher Ye, come and help." Suddenly a teacher from the preschool ran towards her in a panic.

Seeing her nervously, Ye Youran asked, "What's the matter? Someone is here again?"

The teacher tugged at her and screamed while running, "Ling Yiyao fought with the students in our class, and the principal must have warned that this should not happen before, what should I do now?"

Ye Youran's eyes drenched, "President Ling is here, let him see Ling Yiyao being beaten, then..."

Ye Youran didn't say what she said because she found that she had made a mistake. The one who was crying loudly in front of her was a boy who was a head taller than Ling Yiyao.

"Xiao Cong, how are you? Don't cry, the teacher will take you to the infirmary now."

As soon as the teacher saw it, he rushed over nervously. Seeing the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and the black swelling on his arms, his heart suddenly lifted.

It seems that the little devil is in a very bad mood today, and generally he wouldn't beat someone so badly.

"Ling Yiyao, don't leave! See how I clean up you today."

Another five-year-old kid from the big class suddenly rushed over. Ling Yiyao was tall and not as tall as his body, so he was thrown to the ground by the opponent.

Ye Youran was about to step forward and pull away the big-class kid, but unexpectedly, Ling Yiyao kicked her calf abruptly and hit the opponent's little brother straight.

Before the other party was crying with pain, Ling Yiyao turned over and sat on his stomach, hitting his stomach directly with left and right fists, and finally he clasped his neck with both hands, staring under him with disdain. People.

That arrogant aura made Ye Youran frowned.

"I forbid you to say that again, or I will kill you." In his **** eyes, there is no child's innocence, rippling with coldness and hatred that does not belong to him.

"Ling Yiyao, stand up for me!" Ye Youran couldn't see it at last, and she mentioned the blatant little guy.

Carefully picked up the child who had been crying stupidly, "Don't cry, I will take you to the infirmary now."

Ye Youran lowered her eyes and glanced at the injury of this big class kid.

Damn, I really didn't see that Ling Yiyao's small hands were so powerful. It seems that President Ling has really taught them self-defense since childhood in order to protect his son.

"Why are you partial to him?!" The stubborn childish voice was unwilling.

Just when Ye Youran wanted to hug this poor injured classmate and leave, the corner of her clothes was suddenly caught.

"I'm not partial to him. I saw you hit him. Now he is injured. I want to send him for treatment. Don't think the whole world is afraid of your daddy. I am not afraid of him at all."

Ye Youran looked at the child Ling Yiyao and her eyes became cold. Although she was not a enthusiastic person, the child was so domineering and overbearing, and she didn't need to think that it was related to his father.

The little boy who stopped in front of her froze. He seemed to not understand what Ye Youran said, and he seemed to be shocked and did not react.

"Teacher, I'm afraid." Suddenly, the little boy injured in Ye Youran's arms began to cry aggrievedly.

Ye Youran was about to comfort him formulaically, but unexpectedly Ling Yiyao jumped up very quickly, using his little hands with all his strength, pulling on the opponent's legs and violently pulling.

Ye Youran had never thought that Ling Yiyao would have such an amazing explosive power, and a child in his arms who hadn't noticed was pulled to the ground by him.

"Wow--!"

This time it was even more painful to the big-class boy, crying heartbreakingly.

Even the teacher not far away was stunned for a while.

Ling Yiyao's little demon has always been arrogant and used to it, but he has never been so ruthless today. It seems that they have really underestimated his destructive power in the past.

Ye Youran's reaction was the fastest, she immediately picked up the poor guy again and placed it on the small bench aside, preparing to clean up Ling Yiyao first.

Unexpectedly, she had just put the person down on the small bench when another small figure suddenly rushed over, and his short legs kicked at the small bench.

"Wow, wow--!"

Ye Youran was suddenly speechless.

She looked helplessly at the classmate who fell to the ground again, and the boy was already crying.

Ye Youran also felt that he was really pitiful.

And she was also very shocked. It turns out that this natural fool who is usually not lethal is actually violent.

Just now, this little fellow Ling Yiye, who flew out from nowhere, kicked the small bench flying with one kick, causing him to fall to the ground with his ass.

That poor baby was not only bullied by Ling Yiyao, but also calculated by his younger brother. The two brothers are really shameless. What kind of talent would give birth to such a little bully.

Ye Youran thinks that President Ling must be a big **** who everyone gets to blame, otherwise how could he give birth to these two bastards.

However, what Ye Youran didn't expect was that the two children actually inherited their mothers.

"Teacher Ye, I can take this child back to the infirmary." A teacher rushed over and immediately picked up the poor child on the ground and ran to the infirmary.

I don't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that the more Teacher Ye protected the child, the more angry Ling Yiyao and Ling Yiye became.

Ye Youran patted the dust on the clothes, squinted her eyes slightly, and stared at the pair of cute treasures in front of her.

Ling Yiyao and Ling Yiye held each other tightly with their small hands. The two identical, pink and tender little boys dangled their black and blue eyes and looked at her strangely.

Ye Youran couldn't tell the strangeness in her heart. She wanted to teach them a lesson, but she opened her throat and found that she didn't know what to say.

Sure enough, it was a family education problem. She withdrew her cold gaze and decided to ignore them again while she looked down. Anyway, she has nothing to do with them, so why should she ask for trouble.

"Go back and ask your parents to teach you how to behave." She said in a cold voice, and then turned and strode away.

In Ye Youran's eyes, she never respected the old and loved the young, nor was she modest. Even if the other party was just a three-year-old kid, she would still roar if she was unhappy.

And the obvious disgust in her eyes just now completely broke the hearts of the two children. The moment she turned her head, the two Mengbao suddenly began to cry.

They stood in the shade of the trees, holding hands, looking blankly in one direction. The clear tears fell violently, and their immature voices murmured something, but they were all covered by their crying.

Suddenly a big hand clasped the woman's wrist, and Ye leisurely stopped abruptly.

Behind him came the child's very aggrieved cry, and the man's angry roar echoed in his ears, "You are not qualified to teach them!"