Dear, Love Me Gently

"My mommy is a beauty." The milk in Xiaomi's milk replied. Chu Mingyang's eyes flashed funny. Every mother is the most beautiful in the eyes of her children.

"I'll help you."

Seeing Xiaomi climbing to the seat, because her clothes were not sharp, she climbed several times and didn't climb up. Chu Mingyang bent down to pick her up and put her on the seat.

"Thank you, uncle."

"Where's your brother?"

"Wash my clothes." Said the milk in the millet milk.

"Can he wash clothes?"

Chu Mingyang asked curiously.

"At home, my brother washes clothes."

"What's your mommy doing?"

At the moment, Chu Mingyang's tone is a little cold. It's unreasonable for such a young child to wash clothes at home.

"My mommy is responsible for making money."

"I seriously question whether your mommy is an adult?"

Chu Mingyang began to doubt whether the two children's mummies were minors.

"Uncle, do you know that uncle Jason often calls me Mommy cute."

Oh!

Chu Mingyang sneered and sympathized with the two children. Maybe it's good to give the children to Wei Kai. At least Wei Kai is normal.

"That's a nickname. It seems that Jason loves your mommy very much."

"Uncle Jason loves me and my brother, too."

Xiaomi reached out and picked up the fork, but didn't eat it. Instead, she waited patiently for her brother to come and eat together.

"Why not eat?"

"Uncle, mommy has learned. You can only eat when you are all together."

Hearing the little girl say so, Chu Mingyang was completely speechless.

"How old is your mommy?"

"Medium so high, very high."

She raised her hand and motioned. It was about the same height as the table.

"Sister, I'm coming."

Just then, little Naomi came over from one side. When he saw the face on the table, he was stunned.

Familiar face, familiar taste.

He has left mommy for two days. He really misses Mommy, but he must be strong in front of his sister.

"Brother, does uncle cook the same noodles as mommy?"

"Yes."

Although only a word, but with a cry.

He really misses Mommy.

"Eat quickly. You can't see enough. If you don't eat any more, it will become cold noodles."

Smell speech, the two little guys were going to eat. When they heard Chu Mingyang say so, they put down their forks and bowed their heads.

"What?"

Chu Mingyang doesn't understand what these two kids mean.

"Uncle, why are you awake? You look like my mommy?"

Xiaomi cried.

Like their mommy?

Just now, he also questioned whether the mummies of the two kids were adults. At this moment, he was asked by the little guy, as if he had hit himself in the foot with a stone.

"Uncle is a man and your mommy is a woman."

If Xiao NOMI says so, Chu Mingyang won't explain anything, but Xiaomi obviously has a slow IQ development, so she needs to be taught, especially on gender issues.

"Uncle, my mommy often learns that. If you don't eat it, it will become cold noodles."

Uh?

Chu Mingyang's epiphany.

It's normal for anyone to say such words. It seems that the two children miss their mommy too much.

At the same time, he began to question whether their mommy was a real mother.

Otherwise, why ignore the two children.

He didn't say anything, so as not to make the two kids fall in love again. So he bowed his head and began to eat noodles. The two little guys also began to eat noodles. They ate with relish with forks. No one spoke much. Chu Mingyang was very satisfied with this.

In fact, the two children were successfully educated by Lu Xiaoxin, especially little NOMI. The child is very excellent and sensible.

"Uncle, thank you for your noodles. Let my mommy invite you another day and let my uncle taste my mommy's craft."

"How's your mommy doing?"

If someone asks casually, he has nothing to say.

"Mommy couldn't cook before. She was either too salty or forgot to put salt. Later, mommy was worried that we couldn't keep up with our nutrition for the height of me and my sister. She worked hard to learn cooking and enrolled in a class at the weekend. Now her cooking is very good."

Hearing what little Naomi said, Chu Mingyang had a better impression of the mommy.

After the three had enough to eat and drink, Chu Mingyang took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Yuchen, telling him to prepare the children's clothes.

Lin Yuchen didn't return to his mind for a long time after hearing the order of President Chu.

When Chu Mingyang told him that it was the two children he met in Britain, Lin Yuchen understood.

Before long, Lin Yuchen came to the door of the villa with some handbags. When he came, Chu Mingyang was in his study.

It was millet that opened the door.

Before, Lin Yuchen didn't seriously look at Xiaomi. When he saw that it was a little girl who opened the door, he was very surprised. He squatted down and looked directly at Xiaomi.

In a few minutes.

"Uncle, is my face dirty?"

Seeing his uncle staring at her, Xiaomi blinked curiously.

"God."

Lin Yuchen looked down at Xiaomi and saw that the little girl was wearing a T-shirt from President Chu and dragged it directly to the ground.

"Uncle, are you swollen?"

Xiaomi continued to ask.

"President Chu, President Chu..."

Lin Yuchen seemed frightened and shouted upstairs. He didn't dare to go in. Lu Xiaoxin's memory seemed sealed in the house. Chu always didn't allow outsiders to go in.

"Assistant Lin, you can come in later."

Chu Mingyang came down the stairs and saw the paper bag he had left aside. He knew he had come to deliver clothes.

However, Lin Yuchen's reaction is very strong. Why.

His assistant has always been very steady.

"President Chu, look at her?"

Regardless of the paper bag he threw on the ground, Lin Yuchen held Xiaomi in his arms and walked quickly towards Chu Mingyang.

"Afraid..."

Xiaomi immediately wanted to cry. She had just experienced the feeling of being separated from her brother. She was afraid of being carried away by this strange uncle. When she saw Chu Mingyang, she was so scared that she stretched out her hands for Chu Mingyang to hug.

See the little guy tearfully say afraid, and reach out for him to hug.

"What's the matter? Make a fuss."

Chu Mingyang reaches out to hold Xiaomi in his arms and asks Lin Yuchen in a cold voice.

"God, Mr. Chu, look at her carefully. Who does she look like?"

Lin Yuchen dared not say the man's name, but at the moment he was very worried, because the little girl in front of him was Lu Xiaoxin's trumpet.

"Assistant Lin, you can go back."

Chu Mingyang certainly knows that Lin Yuchen is very beautiful, but some things may be just a coincidence or another fate. Because she looks like Lu Xiaoxin, he doesn't hate the two children.

"Mr. Chu, this little grain of rice is Miss Lu's trumpet."

Lin Yuchen couldn't help but blurt out.

"Shut up."

Chu Mingyang coldly threw over two words. Lin Yuchen was really afraid. In recent years, no one dared to mention Lu Xiaoxin in front of President Chu, and no one dared to mention it.

"President Chu, it's so similar. Xiaomi, where's your mommy?"

When Lin Yuchen saw Xiaomi, he confirmed that this was Lu Xiaoxin's child.

"What's up?"

Just then, little Naomi came out from one side.

"Lin Yuchen, come with me to the study."

Chu Mingyang put the millet down and turned to go upstairs.

Come to the study.

Chu Mingyang lit a cigarette, took a hard breath, and the thick smoke slowly spit out.

"President Chu, I know I was too excited just now, but the little girl looks too much like Lu Xiaoxin. Don't you see it?"

"I'm not blind."

"President Chu, I think you'd better do a paternity test with the children. I always feel that the two children outside are yours."