Chapter 943 (1/2)

”You're hungry. What do you want to eat? I'll let the kitchen make it for you.”

The two brothers don't bow to each other. Lin Xiaomi has no choice but to make peace.

”Don't bother. Anything will do.”

Lin Xiaomi nodded: ”let's eat some porridge first. You have injuries and are not suitable for eating too greasy things. Eating something light is good for your recovery.”

Lin Xiaomi said, personally went to cook porridge for him, Leng Junlin this little follower, also followed out, after this thing, he is more attached to Lin Xiaomi.

”What kind of porridge did you cook? Cook more. I'm hungry, too. ”

Lin Xiaomi looked down at his son, holding him and kissing him: ”didn't you have breakfast?”

”Yes, but I'm not full.”

Lin Xiaomi looked at the bruise on his son's face and exposed arm, and his eyes turned red again.

”Does it hurt?” She almost lost him. When she thought about it, she was in a panic.

”It doesn't hurt. It just itches.” The little guy said, leaned against her arms and rubbed them. He raised the injured little fat arm to her. His voice was a little excited: ”Uncle Tang said, this is a gunshot wound. Bang, I wiped it from my arm, just like the police and bandits movies. It's too exciting.”

The little guy took this as the capital to show off, but Lin Xiaomi was thrilled.

She couldn't imagine what to do if the bullet missed a little more, if she shot her arm through, if she missed a little more, if she shot him in the heart.

At the thought that he was only five years old and would have to go through so many dangers, Lin Xiaomi's heart was like a knife.

”Baby, mom will never leave you again.” Lin Xiaomi put the little guy in his arms, hugged his soft body, smelled the milk aroma on his body, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

In fact, she held it a little tight. When Leng Junlin fell down last night, she had a lot of bruises on her body. When she held her, she showed her teeth in pain.

The little guy was a little flustered when he heard her sobbing voice. He patted her on the back awkwardly: ”I'm ok, isn't it? Don't cry

In fact, he was really frightened. They all said that the little man was bleeding and didn't shed tears. He had been trying to bear it all the time. Now that Lin Xiaomi was in this area, his eyes were red, and he sobbed with her.

When Leng Yihuang enters the kitchen, he sees his wife and children huddled together and crying. The picture makes his heart pull.

”Well, it's all right. It's all right now.” He picked up Leng Junlin, held his small arm, looked at the injury on his arm and body, and asked, ”does it hurt?”

The little guy acted like a little man in front of his father and shook his head: ”it doesn't hurt.”

Leng Yihuang raised his hand and pinched his face: ”at noon, let people make you Coke chicken wings and braised spareribs, and tomato egg soup.”

Little guy smell speech, eyes suddenly lit up, grinning small mouth nodded: ”thank you dad.”

It turns out dad knows what he likes best.

In addition to treating Lin Xiaomi, Leng Yihuang is always reserved in front of others.

Anything he can't do, holding his son, tears in his eyes, like Lin Xiaomi, heart baby coax, tell worry.

He put the little guy on the ground and patted him on the head: ”go out and play.”