Rich and young love: wife, your son is lost

Ling Xiaoqiao gritted her teeth and stared at his back, and raised the bag in her hand high, really wanting to smash this bastard to death!

Vile, vile, vile! !

She roared three times in her heart, and then she followed up weakly.

When the car door slammed, her instinctive heart skipped a beat, and she secretly despised it, throw it away, it will probably cost a lot of money to repair such a high-end car, when the time comes, my heart will hurt you to death! !

So, she followed suit and slammed the car door hard.

He turned his head abruptly and gave her a hard look.

Ling Xiaoqiao stared back indifferently, but after a while she couldn't stare anymore, she rolled her eyes guiltily, she had just vented all her anger on the door slamming, now she felt a little embarrassed.

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At that time, Ling Chunan and Ling Chuxi were visiting Gong Nianyi's room.

"Wow, so many toys..." As soon as he entered the room, Ling Chunan's eyes lit up.

He turned his head and hugged Gong Nianyi, "Little rascal, can I play?"

I really want to pounce on it, but my mother said that to play with other people's toys, you must first get permission from others!

Gong Nianyi raised her chin arrogantly, "Little villain?!"

It was only then that Ling Chunan remembered that he had called out the nickname he had given him behind his back. However, what he is best at is playing around with the wind. Seeing Gong Nianyi staring at him like this, he immediately changed his words with a smile, "Gong Nianyi, give us Let's play, you invite us to come to your house as guests, and you don't even give us toys to play with, that's too uninteresting!"

"Tch, I didn't say I won't let you play, but you call Brother Yi first..." Gong Nianyi imitated Gong Jincheng's usual gesture of crossing his arms over his chest, and his arrogant appearance made Ling Chunan feel particularly intrusive.

However, Gong Nianyi's toys are too diverse, many of which he doesn't have, and they are all his favorites!

There is no problem at all with a four-year-old kid like him.

He grinned, "Brother Yi, can you play for us?"

Only then did Gong Nianyi nod with that look of looking down on all sentient beings, "Yeah, I'm sure!"

The corner of Ling Chunan's mouth twitched: "..."

However, the most important thing now are these toys, no matter what he calls himself, he will ignore it...

Ling Chuxi was not that interested in boys' toys, but just stared at the piano obsessively. Gong Nian then led her to sit down on a chair beside him in a gentlemanly manner, "Chuxi, let me tell you something. Let’s listen to the first piece, it’s a new piece I’ve learned, and I think it best expresses my current mood!”

Gong Nianyi didn't like the piano at first, but when he was one year old, his third uncle bought him a piano as a birthday present, and then kept it in his room. It is said that he just got this gift When he was young, he often climbed onto the piano, using the keyboard as a grid. When it got a little bigger, he never touched it again. Until recently, he heard that good girls like boys who play the piano, so he still I specially asked my mother to hire a piano teacher to teach him to play the piano. However, he has no patience, and he learned the middle part of a song...

But this male, no matter how big or small, always likes to show up in front of magnetism.

He sat in front of the piano happily and played the climax part of the moon representing my heart.