1492: C1492 A Gift from My Own Daughter

C1492 A Gift from My Own Daughter

The little guy seemed to understand Wenn Ruoqing's soft and mellow voice and looked towards her hand with a whimper.

His calves were still kicking and kicking, as if he wanted her to go and get a phone.

Wenn Ruoqing laughed delightfully and pinched the little fellow's soft and small face, "Aiyo, as expected of my daughter. Why is she so smart!"

"Yes! Madam, Little Star is really smart. He can understand adults' words at such a young age. I've brought a few children with me, but Little Star is the most beautiful and the smartest. "

The nanny spared no effort in praising cutie. Wenn Ruoqing had a smug look on her face. She walked to the sofa and sat down, preparing to call Chu Xiaomo.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Wenn Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and gestured for the nanny to open the door.

The nanny quickly walked to the door and opened it. She looked at the man standing at the door and politely asked, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"I am looking for your wife. I am her friend."

Jiang Lingyun said with a smile.

The nanny saw that he had an extraordinary temperament and had a good impression of him. She gestured for him to come with her.

"Madam, a friend of yours came to see you."

Wenn Ruoqing, who was about to call the phone number, was stunned when she heard the report from the nanny. She looked up and saw that the person who came was Jiang Lingyun. She choked on the words who came when she saw him.

Did Jiang Lingyun follow her to her house?

Did he have to be so thick-skinned?

Wenn Ruoqing's face darkened.

"Director Jiang, I don't think we have anything private to do with each other, right? You are not welcome here. Please leave!"

Jiang Lingyun turned a deaf ear to Wenn Ruoqing's order to drive him away.

At this moment, his eyes had been fixed on cutie.

Looking at her exquisite facial features, he felt strange in his heart.

The image of him when he was a hundred days old flashed through his mind.

Although he didn't look particularly similar, at first glance, he still looked somewhat similar.

This child was definitely his daughter!

Jiang Lingyun was somewhat excited in his heart. He walked to Wenn Ruoqing and nervously said, "Xing'er, can I hug the child?"

Hearing this, Wenn Ruoqing's eyebrows tightly knitted.

She looked at Jiang Lingyun's handsome face and saw the desire and nervousness in his eyes. Wenn Ruoqing curled her lips and said coldly, "Director Jiang, do you think this child is yours? I'm sorry, even I don't know who her biological father is. Don't go up, you like to wear green hats! "

Jiang Lingyun choked and finally looked at Wenn Ruoqing.

Seeing the mockery in her eyes, he sighed slightly.

"Xing'er, no matter who this child is, as long as you give birth, I will like it."

This child was definitely his.

But if it was not, he would also love the house and the house!1

Because it was her bloodline!

Looking at the deep affection in Jiang Lingyun's eyes, Wenn Ruoqing only felt that her heart was in turmoil.

However, cutie's body suddenly swayed in her arms and leaned towards Jiang Lingyun.

"Be careful."

Jiang Lingyun hurriedly held cutie and took him from Wenn Ruoqing's hands at the right time.

Wenn Ruoqing opened her mouth and looked at Jiang Lingyun who was helpless and carefully hugging cutie. She frowned and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

It was better to not see.

She did not want to see Jiang Lingyun. She got up and walked to the water dispenser to pour herself a cup of water.

Jiang Lingyun hugged cutie, who smelled the milk, and his heart was filled with excitement.

"Your name is Little Star, right? Hello, nice to meet you."

This is his daughter!

What a beautiful and cute little fellow!

He has become a father!

He was very excited!

Jiang Lingyun was all smiles as he hugged Little Star. He looked at her crystal clear eyes staring at him without blinking. He did not know what to say.

Just as he wanted to talk to the little guy, his chest suddenly felt hot, as if there was heat flowing through it.

Jiang Lingyun's eyes moved slightly. He subconsciously looked down and saw that his chest was wet.

The heat gradually became cold, and it meandered all the way to his pants.

Jiang Lingyun: ... ""

The little fellow peed!

A gift from his daughter to his father, could it be any more exaggerated!

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