The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

[You... you... scoundrel!let me go! ]

Beitang Yaori grabbed his collar and lifted it up like a chicken.Xiao Linxing struggled with his arms and claws, but it didn't work.

[You bastard, let me go, let me go! ]

[ Badass? ] Beitang Yaori raised his eyebrows slightly: [I look like a villain? ]

[Grandma said that anyone who bullies girls and cries is not a good man!You made mother cry, you are a badass! ]

Beitang Yaori turned his head to look at Lin Nuanxi, she was still as quiet as before.

[When did you see me make her cry? ]

Xingzi was angry: [Lin Xing didn't lie!It's you, it's you, the villain who made my mother cry! ]

[…]

[ Several times at night, Lin Xing heard her mother crying and calling a man's name in her dream, that is Beitang Yaori! ]

An imperceptible fluctuation flashed across the bottom of the sharp black eyes.

[You are bullying mom even in your dreams, you bad guy, bad guy! ! ]

The little guy took advantage of Beitang Yaori's awkwardness, grabbed his arm, bowed his head and took a hard bite!

Beitang Yaori frowned in pain, as expected of a mother and son, they even bit people in the same way in a hurry.

Putting Xiao Linxing down, Beitang Yaori turned around and looked at Lin Nuanxi.

[ Bad guy out!I won't let you take Mommy away! ]

Lin Xing ran to the bed, with his hands wide open in front of Beitang Yaori, his resolute little appearance was extremely cute.

[Do you want her to live at your own house, or at your uncle's? ]

This question got Xiao Linxing asked.

[I don't mind taking you back with me so that you can live in the big house with her every day. ]

Very tempting condition!

[Then tell me, why do you want to make your mother cry? ]

[…]

This question is too profound, even if Beitang Yaori answered, Lin Xing might not understand it.

[Since you want to know, I'll tell you. ]

Suddenly, Beitang Yaori sighed in surrender.

[Actually, I quarreled with your mother, and she ran away to Tibet in a fit of anger. ]

[ quarrel? ]

Lin Xing's vigilance was a little less, and he was obviously hooked.

[Why are you arguing with your mother, who are you? ]

The corners of Beitang Yaori's lips slightly raised: [I am her prospective fiance. ]

[ What? ! ] Lin Xing opened his eyes wide, extremely surprised!

[ Legally speaking, you should call me Papa. ]

Lin Nuanxi adopted this child in Tibet, and this immature and handsome little guy in front of him is very lovable.

Beitang Yaori didn't dislike Lin Xing in front of him.

[Today, I'm here to apologize and take your mother home by the way. ]

Lin Xing hesitated, and put down the baseball bat in his hand: [Are you really my mother's husband? ]

[ Replacement if fake. ]

[Why should I trust you? ]

[ Being able to make your mother cry and call me by my name in a dream is enough to prove my importance? ]

If he is a little mature, let Xiao Linxing reflect in his head for a while, and come to the conclusion that the villain in front of him is his mother's husband.

In other words... In the future, Xingzi will live with him?

After a moment of silence, Lin Xing's expression was sad.

[Mom, she...is sick and can't speak. ]

Beitang Yaori frowned. Since entering the room just now, Lin Nuanxi has not said a word, but just quietly maintained a posture - quietly looking at the big and small men in front of him.