Chapter 470

Before going to bed at night, Ling Xiaohan took a bath, got into the bed, and leaned against the bed with a book to read.

From time to time, she looks at the door of the bedroom to see when the woman will coax the child back to sleep.

Hearing the sound of the door handle turning, Ling Xiaohan put down the book in his hand, raised his eyes and swept to the door.

Ji Qianchen comes in.

But I still hold the bun in my hand.

Slightly show the handsome face of Ji, covered with a light layer of thin frost.

"Why hasn't he slept?"

"I coaxed him to cry for a long time in the baby room, but I just don't sleep. I guess I can't sleep when I come home. Let's take him to sleep."

Ji Qianchen brings the baby to the middle of the bed.

Cover the child and take off the shoes and drill the bed.

Ling Xiaohan stares over his head at the big eyes on the bed, especially Ling Yichen, who is quiet.

There was hostility in the eyes.

It's not easy to take Ji Qianchen home. He can cultivate affection and intimacy. It's not good. He is directly crossed between the two people by a barrier that can't be crossed by the little rabbit.

How can he cultivate this feeling?

"Don't you know a man wants to be independent, son?" Ling Xiaohan lies beside the bed, reaches out his hand and touches the little guy's face which can be broken by blowing bullets.

"Why? It's only a month. You told people to be independent? You didn't see your independence when you were one year old? " Ji Qianchen patted Ling Xiaohan's restless hand.

She always felt that the man was always thinking about the chance to strangle his son.

"Who let him be my son of Ling Xiaohan?"

Ling Xiao's mouth was cold, collected and domineering. He reached out and picked up the baby on the bed, who was kicking on his calf, and got up to send it out.

"Hello, Ling Xiaohan, you put down my child. Isn't it natural for the child to sleep with me?" Ji Qianchen hurriedly turns over and puts on his slippers to stop Ling Xiaohan from carrying the child away.

"It's only natural that you sleep with me." Lingxiao's cold makes people throw a word.

His face is sinister and sinister.

"Wow Sobbing. "

The child cried again.

Crying tears the heart and lungs, crying deafening.

Ji Qianchen chases to the door and watches Ling Xiaohan carry the baby into the baby room and give it to the nurse.

This just goes home "that you Ya of pour is to give me to recover quickly?"