My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 9 The villain's son in the ancient novel 9

Xian Yu saw Ling Ling sitting there with a worried expression on his face, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"For the sake of being a little man in my family, I can barely be afraid once."

The cub, who was still frowning at first, relaxed his frowning eyebrows when he heard this, and grinned.

When the old man learned that Xianyu wanted to take his child for vaccinations, his first reaction was not to believe it.

But thinking of his recent performance, he silently swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"Okay, you will go with Assistant Chen tomorrow. Assistant Chen took Ling Ling there before."

The next day Lingling changed into overalls, which were short to the knees, with light pink long sleeves, and a cute little yellow duck on the chest.

After arriving at the hospital, the kid who kept talking about being strong still hid in his father's arms with some fear.

Finally it was their turn in the queue, Ling Ling sat in his father's arms, when the nurse began to pull his clothes, his eyes widened in shock.

Seeing that the nurse was already taking the needle, Ling Ling raised her head and stared at his father.

Assistant Chen was a little surprised when he saw this scene from the side. When he brought the young master over, the young master never wanted him to hug him, and even coaxed the crying child next to him.

Xian Ling whined aggrievedly, and before the nurse came over, he held his father's wrist and helped his father cover his eyes with his hand.

"Dad, can you coax children?"

Xianyu admits that he was not thoughtful enough just now, but he finds it a bit funny to see Ling Ling to teach him.

Just like Lingling's nervous look, it seems that watching the needle stick into it will hurt more.

"It's Dad's fault."

After Xianyu apologized and admitted his mistake, the nurse also walked towards them. The nurse wiped Lingling's arm with a cotton ball. The cold touch of the child who was covered by Xianyu's eyes made him subconsciously peek through the gap.

After seeing the needle go in, he simply buried his head in Dad's arms.

"It's done."

Hearing her father's words, Ling Ling got out and raised her head, her long and curly eyelashes were already stained with a lot of moisture.

Lingling kept holding the injection arm, and used the other side to lean against his father and form a ball.

Xianyu picked him up, and when he walked to the corridor in the hospital, Xianyu turned his head and stared at his son, stretched out his hand and patted him on the back, and reminded in a low voice: "Someone promised me , Little men don't cry."

Tears had been brewing in his eyes, but Xianyu's words seemed to turn on a switch, and the tears fell instantly.

Gently wiped away the tears with the back of his hand, and then explained in a crying voice: "But, but Dad said, the little man can be a little bit afraid."

"Woo... Dad lied."

Xianyu can assure that she really didn't intend to make him cry, she hugged him with one hand, and wiped his tears with the other hand.

Ling Ling, who was wronged by himself, simply hugged his father's neck tightly with both hands after his father wiped away his tears.

"Wow, Dad didn't cover it tightly, I still saw that needle poked into my flesh all at once."

"It's Dad's fault, Dad must cover it tightly next time."

"Must cover it tightly, I, I can't help but look at it."

Obviously he couldn't hold back to look at it, but he seemed to have suffered some great grievance, and Xian Yu endured and endured it, but he still couldn't hold back the corners of his lips that wanted to turn up.

"Okay, Dad remembers."

Carrying Lingling out of the hospital, there is a small stall selling wood carvings on the side of the road in front of the hospital.

The child who was being held wanted to see the lifelike animals on the stall, but today he forgot to bring out his pocket money bag.

After sighing helplessly, he was afraid that he would want to see too much, so he simply turned his head away from looking at it.

Xianyu took a look along his line of sight, and walked over with Lingling.

Now the sun is a bit venomous, and the stall owner held a fan in his hand. When he saw a customer coming, he hurriedly greeted him: "Come and see, this thing is so fun, I made it all by hand."

I liked Lingling just now when I saw Lingling from a distance, but now I want it even more after seeing it up close. I stared eagerly, and subconsciously touched the shriveled pocket of my clothes with my hand.

"Boss, how much is it?"

"One hundred and two, don't dislike expensive, this thing takes a lot of effort."

Xianyu gently pushed his son's shoulder, took out his mobile phone, pointed at the boss's payment code and scanned it.

"Which one does Lingling like? Reward the kid who was brave today and didn't cry after getting the injection."

In fact, the crying cub shrunk his neck guiltyly when he heard this, but then straightened out his chest again.

Since Dad said he didn't cry, then he must have not cried!He himself made a mistake!

Squatting in front of the stall, looked at each one, and then pointed to a dragon.

"Uncle, I want that, thank you."

"okay."

The stall owner picked up the things and handed them to Ling Ling, and said by the way: "The children have really good eyesight."

The driver had already driven the car out of the parking lot and parked it in a temporary parking space. After getting in the car, Xianyu turned his head and glanced at Ling Ling who had fastened his seat belt and asked, "Doesn't Ling Ling like tigers? How do you buy them?" this?"

The stall owner's craftsmanship is very good, and many of the animals he carved are very delicate, and tigers are cuter than dragons.

"Because grandpa said, dad is a dragon~"

When Ling Ling talked about this, she looked down at the wood carving in her palm, and the smile in her eyes grew stronger.

Holding the wood carving in his left hand, holding his father in his right hand, he simply leaned his head behind him.

Leaning on Dad, his feet swayed to the rhythm of the music in the car.

After arriving home, as soon as Lingling jumped out of the car, she quickly ran inside, shouting loudly as she ran, "Grandpa, grandpa, hurry up and see what daddy bought for me."

After running in, Ling Ling saw that besides the grandfather in the pavilion in the backyard, there was another old grandfather who looked a little familiar, so she subconsciously stopped.

Seeing his grandson coming back, the old man waved to him, and said with a smile: "Come on, come here quickly, is it hot in the sun outside?"

Lingling walked in and stood next to his grandfather, and handed the wooden toy he was holding to his grandfather, shaking it in front of him.

"Look, Grandpa, Dad bought it for me."

"Well, it's a dragon."

The old man's very appreciative answer made Ling Ling squint her eyes with a smile, and continued with a small mouth: "Also, Dad said it was a reward for not crying during the injection. I am a little man!"

The person sitting opposite the old man saw this scene, saw this scene, and said, "Hey, Lao Xian, I really envy you."

Hearing this, the old man held Ling Ling in his arms, looked up and replied, "Envy me? I also envy you for being idle all day! Unlike me, there is a bastard here every day to piss me off."

When Xianyu who just came in from the outside heard this, he arrived before anyone was heard.

"Dad, are you praising me again?"

Ling Ling, who was sitting in his grandfather's arms playing, heard this, nervously tightened his grip on the dragon, imitating the appearance in the cartoon, and helped his grandfather trim his beard and hair.

"Grandpa is not angry."

When there are guests around, the old man will not show face to his children, but his face is stinky and ugly.

"Uncle Wang, you are here too."

Old Wang who was sitting there had been friends with the old man for many years, and he had grown up watching Xianyu, so he nodded after hearing this.

"Yes, I have nothing to do, come and talk to your dad."

Xianyu picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a glass of water. When he saw Ling Ling who had fallen into his grandfather's arms as soon as he got home, he said helplessly: "This heartless little guy, I'll bring you a cup of water. He went out to get vaccinated, and when he got home, he was thinking about grandpa."

The old man who was just annoyed by Xianyu's words immediately calmed down when he heard this.

"Hey, I brought it up after all."

They are all people in the same circle, Lao Wang knew all about these things that happened in his good friend's house before.

A while ago, I heard that Xianyu had changed his gender and started to go to the company with him, and he was still doing well, so I wanted to come and learn from it.

Before the question got there, Xianyu and the others came back home first, it was not good to ask in front of others, so Lao Wang switched to talking about other things.

"What's more, look at you, a little grandson like you, who doesn't envy you."

I see a lot of jerk kids, children like Ling Ling who can sweetly call grandpa, and coax grandpa not to get angry, and there are not many old people who don't covet him.

Ling Ling, who was praised to the point of being shy, buried her face in Grandpa's arms, and her exposed ears were red.

The old man kept his friend here for dinner, and leisurely went to the study after the meal, and Ling Ling followed along with him holding the picture book he just bought last week.

Xianyu is used to wearing glasses when working, with his slender fingers resting on the keyboard, occasionally typing a few times lightly.

Ling Ling, who was sitting on the sofa, was reading a book seriously at first, but unconsciously poked his head out from behind the book and turned to stare at his father.

After a while, he seemed to dislike the uncomfortable position, so he simply closed the book and held it in his arms.

"Baby, come and help Dad get the file, it's on the table over there, the one in the black folder."

"Oh."

Lingling put down her book and ran over, and ran to her father with the documents.

Xianyu reached out to take it, turned his head to stare at him, and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Xianyu casually put the folder on the desk, and rubbed his head which felt good.

"Huh? No thanks?"

Ling Ling, who just leaned over to make it easier for his father to rub his head, retracted his head after hearing this, frowned and corrected: "Thank you."

After I finished speaking, I thought that I said you're welcome just now, and I started to get tangled up when I stood where I was.

In the end is to thank you, or not to thank you?

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