Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

Leng Yichen's eyes were full of insight.

And Ling Haoxuan turned his head to An Xiaojing's direction.

The way he looked at An Xiaojing, he was always a little absent-minded.

An Xiaojing seemed to have sensed a different look from this man.

My heart trembled slightly.

It seems that he soon understood why Leng Yichen had a bad face.

"Haha, thank you teacher, I still feel that our parents are not considerate. Although this is a noble school, it doesn't mean that people's jealousy, vanity, and showing off psychology can be eliminated here. We will pay attention to it in the future. .”

An Xiaojing said that these are just to adjust the atmosphere.

But after saying this, Leng Yichen seemed to be even colder.

Then pressed the key to get off the car.

The car behind him rang.

An Xiaojing hurried into the car with the child in her arms.

"Ms. Ling, the child still needs your care at school, thank you."

Leng Yichen also got into the car.

Ling Haoxuan twitched the corner of his mouth.

He waved goodbye to them.

"Mommy, Daddy doesn't seem happy."

Xiao Li is so easy to notice the changes in Leng Yichen.

An Xiaojing squinted at Leng Yichen, but didn't want to talk to him.

He is obviously a teacher, so why is he jealous?

Yes, Leng Yichen is just jealous.

"Hey, are you two hungry? Here's some milk. You two should drink first."

"Thank you Mommy, Mommy and Daddy came to pick us up from school today, so happy."

Small leave the mouth.

Leng Yichen has never talked to his son.

He just kept driving the car on his own, as if someone had done something to him, and he was very unhappy.

When they got home, the two boys rushed to the living room, and the kitchen had already prepared dinner.

Leng Yichen didn't eat a mouthful, and went upstairs directly, feeling very emotional.

An Xiaojing first went to the child's bed to look at Yuqing.

Picking up Yuqing's chubby body, I really can't imagine what my daughter will look like in the future.

It looks cuter and cuter.

An Xiaojing kissed her daughter's face again and again.

Leng Yichen never saw anyone, nor did he come downstairs.

An Xiaojing wanted to put Yuqing down, but the child started crying when she saw her put her down. An Xiaojing had no choice but to hug the child and went upstairs.

In the room, Leng Yichen didn't even bother to turn on the lights.

An Xiaojing pressed the light control.

The warm light is here.

"Leng Yichen, what's wrong with you? Don't turn on the lights either."

An Xiaojing said angrily.

Leng Yichen just changed into his pajamas and was about to take a bath.

He raised his eyes to look at An Xiaojing.

Still a very bad face.

"You and that Ling Haoxuan look very familiar. I couldn't even find out his information, but you two met like acquaintances."

This said.

An Xiaojing was really speechless.

"Familiar, isn't that because he is Xiaoli's class teacher? He usually takes good care of our children, and he has been to our house before, so he must have been acquainted at the first time. Is it possible that I have to deliberately pretend to be Don't know him? Besides, he really thought about what happened today, didn't he? But why do you want to investigate him?"

An Xiaojing felt that everything was a bit inexplicable.

Leng Yichen even needs to investigate that person.

As for?

"Hehe, I like to investigate him. It's my freedom and my right. I just want to find out all his details."

Leng Yichen said very stubbornly.

An Xiaojing couldn't understand it.

"You're not jealous, are you? Leng Yichen, what do you think I have to do with that person?"

Thinking of this, An Xiaojing felt that everything made sense.

But I feel that Leng Yichen is quite cute when he is angry.

"Jealous, that man is worthy of my jealousy, what right does he have to make me jealous!"

Leng Yichen approached An Xiaojing, he didn't know if he was angry or his ears were red.

An Xiaojing felt that she had already seen through all of Leng Yichen's disguises.

Obviously just jealous.

"Then don't investigate him. It's not good for Xiaoli. After all, he is his teacher."

"Not to investigate him?"

Leng Yichen's tone was very sarcastic, and his voice raised a bit.

An Xiaojing didn't reply, and Yuqing in her arms was scared to cry by her father's sound.

An Xiaojing felt angry all of a sudden.

Looking at Leng Yichen is complaining.

"Can't you be lighter? I didn't see the child sleeping."

It was only then that Leng Yichen noticed that he was a little out of order.

There is no way, in front of An Xiaojing, he is becoming more and more irrational now.

What's more, after so many years, there are still new opponents appearing in front of him.

He turned to the bathroom.The sound of the water was quite loud.

But then it got smaller and smaller.

It seems that Leng Yichen has gradually regained his composure.

An Xiaojing also coaxed the child well.into her little room.

Then I left in peace.

Returned to the room with Leng Yichen again.The light was dim and somewhat ambiguous, Leng Yichen came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, only wrapped a towel around his waist.

Before An Xiaojing could respond, he walked over and kissed her on the bed with some fiery heat.

He couldn't wait for a moment.

"Why is your body so cold?"

An Xiaojing felt something was wrong.

"The little guy was here just now, so I went to take a cold shower."

Leng Yichen spoke.

Only then did An Xiaojing chuckle.

It turns out that Leng Yichen's father is really nice.

An Xiaojing was tortured by him that night, and it seemed that she couldn't see anyone again the next day.

Thinking of Leng Yichen always likes to make herself a whole body of strawberries, she feels ashamed to face others.

Early the next morning, sunlight came in through the window, accompanied by Yuqing's crying.

An Xiaojing got up quickly, but found that Leng Yichen got up earlier than herself.

She casually put on a piece of clothing, and when she was about to get out of bed, the door of her bedroom opened.

Leng Yichen came in, holding a child in his arms.

An Xiaojing was still a little worried, but before she could speak, Leng Yichen spoke first.

"She's hungry, but I've found someone to make milk powder for her just now, look how good my daughter is now!"

Leng Yichen slowly approached An Xiaojing with the child in his arms.

An Xiaojing's face was distressed.

What happened to me, did I oversleep?

He even let his daughter starve to eat milk powder.

However, if Leng Yichen didn't torture her too much last night, she wouldn't be unable to wake up today.

An Xiaojing looked at Leng Yichen with complaining eyes.

And Leng Yichen has long understood.

"Miss baby Yuqing?"

Leng Yichen quickly shifted his gaze to An Xiaojing.

Then he held the child in his arms and shook it.

"You got up very early today, so you don't go to work."

"I don't want to accompany you and the children!"

Leng Yichen smiled, his eyes were shining brightly, An Xiaojing felt a little hot when he looked at her like that.

Well, she's definitely sick right now.

It was also because of Leng Yichen.

"Let me hug the baby, and I'll feed her something. No matter how good milk powder is, it can't compare to breast milk."

An Xiaojing felt that it was best for her child to feed herself.

No matter how expensive the milk powder Leng Yichen brought back was, she still felt that when she could breastfeed her child, she should let her child drink breast milk.

"But she shouldn't be hungry now."

Leng Yichen carried the child and walked to An Xiaojing's side.

His eyes were fixed on An Xiaojing's neck.

On her snow-white skin, there were traces left by Leng Yichen last night.

His hand touched it involuntarily.