Husband, I'm from the 21st Century Sequel

Chapter 85 Who Does the Flower Fragrance Lonely Heart (7)

Looking at the dyed painting, he knew that he was drinking too much. Normally, he would trust his sister without hesitation, but now he really disagrees. He lowered his head and looked at Su Hengling who was sleeping soundly in his arms, but Seeing her pink cheeks slightly flushed, her jade face faded from the greenness/astringency of the past, and there is a touch of softness/charming.This kind of her is even more confusing.

After realizing his thoughts, Lin'an laughed at himself, would a person like him still love?
Withdrawing his thoughts, Lin'an immediately stopped hesitating and stepped into the door in front of him, but saw that the room was furnished simply and neatly, with a screen depicting mountains and rivers covering the interior, Lin'an bypassed the screen, and placed Su Hengling directly on the On the couch, just as she was about to turn around and leave, the hem of her clothes was suddenly grabbed by a small hand.

Looking along that little hand, he saw a child about three years old looking at him timidly. When he saw that face clearly, Lin'an frowned. This face was very similar to him. Repeatedly, it was the same sentence that Dye Hua said before, "The child and my brother seem to be carved out of the same mold. If I didn't know my brother's current identity, I would have thought it was my brother's child."

He just stared blankly at the child at his feet, unable to recover for a long time.

"Uncle, why are you sleeping, mother?" Looking at the indifferent uncle in front of him, An finally mustered up the courage to ask, why did mother fall asleep before accompanying him for dinner.

Lin'an didn't make a sound, but just raised his eyes and glanced at Su Hengling who was on the couch, his eyes flickered with thoughts.Looking at the pitiful child in front of him again, he was finally moved with compassion.Immediately bent down, picked up the child on the ground, and walked out of the room slowly.

When An reached out and hugged the strange uncle's neck, his heart was filled with curiosity, and his small eyes kept turning on the strange uncle's face. He didn't feel any rejection of this uncle, on the contrary, he was a little excited.

The dyed painting leaning against the door frame suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he took a closer look. It turned out that his brother walked out of the room holding Waitan, his eyes moved to Waitan's immature face, and asked softly: "Waiting for Anke to return?" Remember aunt?"

Waiting for An to look up at the dyeing painting, she nodded obediently and said, "Yes."

"Wait'an is so good." Ran Hua stretched out his hand to caress Waitan's little head, his face full of relief.

"I'm afraid the child hasn't had dinner yet, why don't you take the child to the palace and send him back after the New Year's Eve dinner?" Ran Hua said.

"Well," Lin'an looked down at Waiting in his arms, and a strange feeling flashed in his heart.

The brothers and sisters of Ranhua just explained to Xiaoer and then took Waitan to board the car. Along the way, Waitan just nestled in Lin'an's arms obediently, and his small eyes looked at everything in the car curiously. Novel.His mother rarely had time to take him out, most of the time she just stayed in the room and played.

"Brother, this child." Seeing his brother's indifferent expression, Ran Hua finally couldn't help asking. Now he can be sure that this child is undoubtedly his brother. Now that he knows, his brother can't ignore it.But with his brother's current embarrassing status, how can he give Su Hengling's mother and son a title?

"Hua'er, this incident was so sudden that I couldn't figure it out for a while, what's going on?" Lin'an looked at a loss, and no one was caught off guard by the sudden addition of such a big son.

"Brother really can't remember what happened between you and Su Hengling?" Ran Hua asked cryptically.

(End of this chapter)