Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 780

Xia Ling also wanted to take the child back, but her brother refused.

She shook her head lightly: "When Shao Hui will come back depends on my brother's mood."

In a somewhat gloomy atmosphere, the night's banquet came to an end, the guests left, and Li Lei bid farewell to the old man and Su Tang, and drove Xia Ling home in his modified off-road vehicle.

In the middle of the night, the breeze is cool, and the sky is full of stars.

The off-road vehicle stopped at the gate of Xia Ling's villa, and the two got out of the car.

Xia Ling opened the low fence and walked into the small garden in the front yard full of evening scent. Li Lei hugged her gently through the fence. "Xiao Ling, don't worry," he said, "the child will come back."

She smiled bitterly: "Yeah."

I don't know when my brother lost his temper and was willing to return the child to her.With thoughts on her mind, she walked down the corridor step by step. The porch door opened, and the half-aged maid stood at the door with low eyebrows, welcoming her back against the warm yellow light: "Welcome home, miss. Where is the young master?" ?”

"He won't come back soon." Xia Ling said softly.

Looking over the maid's shoulder, Nuo Da's living room was deserted, without the laughter of the children, as if even the toy gun on the table seemed lonely.

She still remembered that the toy gun was a gift from Li Lei to Shao Hui.

Suddenly, she stopped walking in, turned around at the entrance, and looked at the man behind her.The man was still standing outside the fence, staring at her quietly through a clump of blooming evening primrose.

The cool night wind was blowing his formal evening gown, but his eyes were warm.

She suddenly asked, "Come in for a cup of tea?"

The man was slightly taken aback, and then his eyes lit up.

Since returning to China, Xiaoling has never invited him in for tea. She has been hurt too much, and has been hesitating whether to reject his feelings. Recently, thanks to Shaohui, she has seen herself clearly. heart.

He smiled and said: "Okay." Before she came out to open the door, she was already supporting the low fence full of evening primrose with one hand, turned over handsomely, and stood firmly on the front yard with both feet. walk towards her.

Xia Ling smiled, this man is still so childish no matter how old he is.

The two entered the living room, and she really ordered the servant to make tea for him.But he said, "I'll come, how about I make you a cocktail? It's been a long time since I made a drink for you."

Xia Ling said: "I just drank so much at the dinner party."

"I didn't make it myself."

Xia Ling followed him.

He enthusiastically took her to the wine cabinet, selected several wines she liked to drink, and mixed them together in exquisite proportions and techniques. On the edge of the slender goblet, a blooming evening primrose was inserted, which was charming. moving.

She reached out to take it, and took a sip.

"It's a very special taste, I've never tasted it before."

"It was specially invented for you." Li Lei just laughed, "I named it, Beauty Allure."

Her eyes rolled, with a little drunkenness: "Vulgar."

He just smiled: "In my heart, you are a beautiful woman." As he said, he stretched out his hand to embrace her, and stroked her soft hair with his chin, "Xiao Ling, I am very happy today, to be able to present you in front of the whole world. Do you know how happy I am to announce that Shaohui is our son?"

She was a little tired, and found a comfortable position in his arms, "It's not surprising, a man is always very happy to know that he has a son."

"That's because of your son." He bowed his head and kissed her gently.

"He will use words to make me happy." She didn't believe it.

He didn't answer, his lips brushed her brows like feathers, her breath was uneven, "Li Lei..."

"How long has it been since I touched you?" His voice became hoarse at some point
She groaned, "You..." Her brain was a little dull, and she didn't know whether it was because of the effect of alcohol or something else. She recalled vaguely, four years, or five years...?
Even before going to Paradise last time, they played such a dangerous game, he knew she was not in the mood and didn't like it, so he never really touched her.

After so many years...

Recalling the last time the two were together, she blushed and her heart beat.

"Can't remember?" He said hoarsely, "How about we review it tonight?"

"No...not how..." Her breath was unsteady, and she was still a little shy.It's really strange, obviously he and he have children, but they still can't help but feel helpless like a girl.

Li Lei laughed softly, he really liked seeing her blushing.

Beautiful night.

The next day, Xia Ling woke up with a backache,

The memory returned to her mind bit by bit, she remembered that cup of wine with malicious intentions, and a certain big boss...

Her face was hot for a while, and she covered her face in embarrassment. My God, she was eaten and wiped off like this. Is there any reason for it? Is there any humanity? !She wailed and fell on the bed. What about being reserved? What about abusing a big boss to vent her anger on herself and Shao Hui, and let a big boss chase her for ten or eight years?Xia Ling, oh Xia Ling, how could someone just mix you a glass of wine, and you'd forget all your grievances!are you idiot!

She secretly scolded herself, and then scolded a certain big boss, woo woo woo, it hurts... Li Lei, you... Why are you still so hard after you haven't done it for so many years!Is it an old living dog? !ah? !
With two bags of tears in her eyes, she got up cursingly, took a shower, and changed her clothes.

Full of resentment, she went downstairs and heard noises in the kitchen. The servant greeted her and said, "Miss, Mr. Li is preparing breakfast for you in the kitchen. He said that you like fresh cabbage, and you want to keep the original taste of the food, and prepare it specially." I didn’t use the salad dressing I bought outside.”

Xia Ling's legs are weak, who cares about salad dressing?

"Tell that bastard to go," she whined, "I don't want to see him."

"I heard...you want to drive me away?" Behind him, a bastard's voice suddenly came, with a low, playful tone, a little dangerous.

　Late night welfare, good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)