Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Sikong Lingge glanced at his daughter, really wanting to calm down.

Her fidgeting like this can easily affect Xiaonuan's mood, making Xiaonuan fearful and worried.

Although the little girl can't quite understand the meaning of the adults, but she can feel the emotions of the adults——

Just now is the best proof.

She was irritable, and the little girl couldn't sit still.

But no way.

Sikong Lingge tried several times, kept taking deep breaths, his heart just hung there tightly, unable to calm down no matter what.

"Mimi..." Xiaonuan lay on her lap with a worried expression.

"It's okay, Mommy is just waiting for someone."

"Daddy?" the little girl asked.

"No." Sikong Lingge shook his head, thinking hard about how to explain it to his daughter.

"Mimi?" The little girl waited for a long time, but she didn't get an answer, so she couldn't help pushing her and urging her.

"It's nothing, not a very important person." Sikong thought about it before listening to the song, and decided not to tell his daughter, anyway, she couldn't understand, "Is Xiao Nuan tired? Do you want to go upstairs to take a nap?"

Sikong Lingge decided not to wait here.

In order not to wait longer and become more anxious, the emotional tension will affect the daughter and become uneasy.

"Is Mimi going?"

"Of course." Sikong Lingge picked up his daughter, "Mommy will go upstairs with you."

"Okay." The little girl nodded, and obediently lay on Mummy's shoulder.

Sikong Lingge walked upstairs with his daughter in his arms.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the kitchen and stopped in his footsteps.

"Mimi?" The little girl straightened up, rubbing her eyes very cutely.

"Xiaonuan, do you want to drink milk before going to bed?" Sikong Lingge remembered his daughter's habits.

"En." The little girl yawned, already a little sleepy.

"Xiao Nuan sit here and don't move, Mommy is going to make milk." Sikong Lingge put his daughter on the baby chair first, and told Xiao Bai to watch carefully, while he turned around to get a bottle to make milk.

Then, carry her daughter upstairs.

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After returning to the bedroom, Sikong Linge's mood finally improved, he was no longer as depressed as before, as if a boulder was stuck in his chest.

"Mimi." The little girl was holding the feeding bottle, sitting on the bed, shaking, very cute.

"Huh?" Sikong Lingge took a pillow and put it on her daughter's back, so that she wouldn't shake too much and spill the milk.

"Mimi, when will I have a younger brother?" The little girl stopped shaking the tumbler, and looked at her from a few feet away with her big round eyes.

It was completely unexpected, his daughter would suddenly ask this question, Sikong Lingge was stunned.

It took a while before I came back to my senses, "Why is Xiaonuan... suddenly asking this?"

Is it a coincidence?

Or is she too sensitive?

Why do you feel that the people around you recently, intentionally or not, are asking about her child?

Sikong Lingge frowned, an ominous premonition faintly rose in his heart.

Damn!

No, everyone actually already knew that she was pregnant?

The more Sikong Lingge thought about it, the more numb his scalp became.

The hands and feet are cold, and there is a chill on the soles of the feet, which keeps creeping up and spreads to all the limbs...

"Auntie, she has a younger brother." The little girl said.