Chapter 770 (2/2)
However, to his surprise, it was Leng Yihuang who drove to school in person today. Lin Xiaomi also got on the car and said that he should be familiar with his kindergarten.
For the first time, his father And his mother took him to school.
The little guy danced happily, sitting in the back seat, a little busy.
He threw himself into Lin Xiaomi's arms, lay down in her ear and said in a small voice: ”this is the first time my father sent me to kindergarten. I used to ask Uncle Xing to send me to kindergarten. I thought he didn't know where my kindergarten is.”
The little guy is very happy, but he can also hear his dissatisfaction with Leng Yihuang in the past.
He thinks his voice is very small, but it's really not small. Leng Yihuang's eyes glance at him in the rearview mirror.
Lin Xiaomi smiles and hugs him in his arms. He asks him in a low voice, ”are you happy to let dad send you?”
The kid's temperament followed Leng Yihuang, a little awkward and a little affected. He hummed for a long time and said, ”he doesn't bother to see me off, but it seems that all the students in our class are picked up by their parents.”
For children, there is a big difference between the parents' transfer and the driver's transfer.
Lin Xiaomi understood why the little guy was lost.
A little pain in the heart, can't help but began to blame up, if she and he did not separate, then she will definitely send him to school.
”Your father is very busy with his work. He may not be able to send you to school often, but I promise you that I will come to see you off every day in the future, OK?” Lin Xiaomi touched his face, flattering and coaxing.
The little guy looked up at her in her arms: ”every day?””Well, every day.”
The little guy looked at her straight for a long time, and suddenly sighed, with a helpless mouth like someone: ”ah, it's so annoying.”
Said, but turned around, hands tightly around her waist, small head still rubbed in her arms.
Lin Xiaomi
Such an awkward and sentimental temperament is definitely not like her. Since it's not like her
Lin Xiaomi looked up at the man in the driver's seat and did not squint at the driver. Ah, as expected, like father, like son.
When she arrives at the kindergarten, Lin Xiaomi insists on sending Leng Junlin in. Because she also has injuries on her feet, Leng Yihuang holds the little guy up directly.
Leng Junlin grinned, put his hands around Leng Yihuang's neck, and said sweetly, ”thank you, Dad.”
With that, he raised his head and straightened his back bravely.
Lin Xiaomi followed them, always sent the little guy to the classroom, handed him the dessert the servant gave him in the morning, couldn't help touching his face and whispered: ”Junlin wants to listen to the teacher, after school, I'll pick you up.”
Leng Junlin was happy, but in front of so many students, he was embarrassed to show it. He pretended to be mature and frowned: ”I know.”
Lin Xiaomi is still reluctant to give up his son, but he is finally taken out by Leng Yihuang.
As soon as they went out, some students gathered around and asked, ”Junlin, who is that beautiful sister? I really want her to hold me.”
Leng Junlin rolled his eyes and pushed aside the snotty little boy: ”that's my mother. Don't think about her! Otherwise, watch my fist. ”
The little students immediately surrounded: ”don't you have a mother?”
”Your mother is so beautiful.”
Leng Junlin raised his chin haughtily: ”you don't have a mother!”
Said, there is a sense of honor with Yan.
In the afternoon, Lin Xiaomi received a phone call from the school teacher at home, saying that Leng Junlin had called his classmates at school