Quick time travel: The little villain who criticizes the big boss is sweet and sweet

It's kind of interesting.

Leng Qiao supported her head, looked at the young man who kept moaning in her arms, and suddenly stretched out her hand to pinch his chin, making him turn his small face to her.

"You haven't chosen yet?"

The little boy pouted.

"They're all too good-looking to choose from."

Leng Qiao closed the booklet in his hand and threw it on the table.

"Then don't read it."

She leaned over slowly and touched the boy's lips.

The little boy clutched the fabric of Leng Qiao's clothes shyly, and catered to her obediently.

"Ding dong——" the doorbell rang suddenly, and Gu Qinglan quickly reached out to push Leng Qiao, but Leng Qiao directly grabbed his hand and pressed him down.

"Jojo, there is..."

Leng Qiao bit his lower lip, and Gu Qinglan was in pain, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at the woman who was close at hand with aggrieved eyes.

It's just that the woman didn't look at him at all.

"Is no one home? Jojo? Qinglan!"

Mother Bai's voice came from the door, which made the little boy startled again and began to hum.

"You're really not good." Leng Qiao had to stand up, let go of the poor boy, and went to open the door.

Gu Qinglan hurriedly arranged her clothes to make herself look a little more dignified.

"Hiss—" the little boy cried out in pain.

His mouth must be broken!

"What are you doing? It's been so long." Bai's mother and Bai's father came in from the door. Bai's mother was wearing sunglasses and she looked beautiful, while Bai's father was dragging two suitcases with a big bag on top. Just bought a lot of things at the airport.

"Exchanging feelings with your son-in-law."

White mother:? ? ?

Father Bai:? ? ?

Only then did Mother Bai see the young boy who was standing beside the sofa, his red lips were particularly obvious in her eyes.

"...Son-in-law?" Mother Bai always felt that something terrible happened, "Did you sleep him?"

"Ahem, be careful with your words." Father Bai pressed beside him in a low voice.

"No." Leng Qiao turned around and stretched out her hand towards Gu Qinglan, and the young boy ran over and stuffed his hand into her palm.

"We have obtained the certificate and are preparing for the wedding."

Bai Mu: "... Your Aunt Gu agrees?"

"She stuffed the household registration book into my hand."

White father and white mother: "..."

The two of them looked at the shy boy who looked at them timidly and didn't know what to say for a while.

"You...continue." After a moment of silence, Mother Bai decided to take her little follower, Father Bai, home.

After the two left, the young boy shook Leng Qiao's hand in frustration, and said aggrievedly, "Aunt Bai and Uncle Bai don't like me..."

"No, why do you think so?"

The little boy got into her arms and muttered.

"I can't even communicate normally with others..."

But he heard the woman chuckle lightly.

"Isn't it better?"

The young boy's eyes were suddenly full of stars.

He has always known that his Qiao Qiao is very possessive of him, and sometimes he is not even willing to let him look at others.

He should have been terrified, but he thought it was all right.

He didn't want to look at other people, he didn't want to talk to others.

He just wanted to look at her all the time, just rubbing his ears with her and whispering to her.

"Also, it's father and mother."

The little boy was fussing happily in her arms, extremely happy.

Leng Qiao hugged her little canary, with a smile in her eyes.

Be so good all the time.

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