The almighty young lady is beautiful and explosive

Chapter 1512 Nalan Jun froze

The little guy has no mother since he was a child. If that Miss Zhong becomes the little guy's stepmother, I don't know if the little guy will be happy or sad?
If the little one is happy, what should she do?
After all, she was his mother.

At this moment, too many thoughts flooded her mind.

Just when she was thinking wildly, the little thing in her arms suddenly moved, and she glanced away and realized that the little thing had woken up.

The little guy's eyelashes moved, followed by his eyes opening. Those amber pupils were a replica of Leng Qirui.

"Junjun." The little guy just woke up, and his soft and waxy voice is very cute.

Nalan Jun's brows were stained with a gentle smile, "Young Master, you are awake."

"Junjun, how do you feel?" Leng Zimu held Nalan Jun in his small arms, very dependent.

Nalan Jun: "I'm fine, I feel that there is nothing wrong with me, young master, don't worry, don't worry about me."

"Great." Leng Zimu smiled.

Nalan Jun looked at the little guy smiling and felt very happy.

However, when she thought of the little guy who would have a stepmother in the future, she couldn't help but feel a little heavy in her heart.

Soon, she stabilized her mind, and then asked: "Young master, do you like that Miss Zhong?"

Leng Zimu raised his eyebrows, "Junjun, are you talking about Zhong Lianhua?"

Zhong Lianhua?
Nalan was at a loss for words for a while.

Why did the little guy give Miss Zhong this nickname?

However, from this nickname, it can already be guessed that the little guy probably doesn't like that Miss Zhong.

Sure enough, just when she was thinking this way, the little guy said again: "Zhong Lianhua likes Dad, I can tell."

Nalan Jun raised his eyebrows in surprise, he didn't expect the little guy to see it, "Oh, young master, how did you know?"

"Hmph, Zhong Lianhua looks at Dad with that obsessive look every time, she must like Dad." Leng Zimu clenched her small hands tightly, "I won't let Dad like Zhong Lianhua."

Nalan Jun smelled some other meaning from these words, so his eyes flickered slightly, and he asked again: "Why?"

"Father can't like Zhong Lianhua, because I don't want Zhong Lianhua to be my stepmother." Leng Zimu's expression was full of disgust, "Zhong Lianhua doesn't have that qualification."

Nalan Jun had an idea in his eyes, so he continued to ask: "Does the young master want his mother?"

After asking, her whole nerves were tense, her heart beat a little faster, her eyes were fixed on the little guy, and she wanted to know what the little guy was thinking.

For a few years, her mother has never appeared in his memory. The four-year-old child is just when he needs his mother the most, so will he miss her as a mother?

Leng Zimu's small face was a little heavy, his small mouth was pursed, and he shook his head.

Seeing him shaking his head, Nalan Jun seemed to have fallen to the bottom of his heart.

So, doesn't he want his mother at all?
Just when she was thinking this way, a small hand suddenly grabbed her finger, and then she heard the little guy's soft voice, saying: "Junjun, I want you to be my mother. "

Nalan Jun's body froze, all the blood seemed to stagnate, "Young master, what are you talking about?"

Did she hear correctly just now?

The little guy said he wanted her as a mother?
Leng Zimu was a little shy, "Although I really want to marry you, I hope you can be my mother more than marrying you."

"Young master!" Nalan Jun was a little excited.

(End of this chapter)