Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Leng Yunting's face turned black in an instant: "This is what your mother told you?"

The little guy blinked his eyes and said: "However, you are my father's father anyway. I have your blood in my body. Let me respect you when I face you. This is what my mother said. "

Since this sentence is what Gu Qingqing said, then needless to say the previous sentence, it must be the handwriting of his good son. In fact, he also knows how Gu Qingqing is. He has always been respectful when facing her elders. Leng Yunting's teeth itchy. His good son really can't suffer any loss.

"Then you know that I am grandfather, shall I take you out to play?" He tried his best to show the most amiable side, and specially squatted down to communicate with him: "I think you are carrying a small schoolbag and there are no adults around, so I want to Go out and play. Grandpa will take you there. Grandpa has fun and delicious food."

The little guy shook his head solemnly: "Daddy said, don't let me go out with strangers."

Leng Yunting was happy by himself: "I am grandpa, not a stranger."

Unexpectedly, the little guy shook his head more violently: "Dad also said that sometimes people who are familiar can not believe it. Now acquaintances do more bad things."

This son, say anything! He immediately said: "In this way, I will let someone inform your father and tell him you are with me."

"Then you call now."

Leng Yunting took a deep breath and had to take out his phone. He hesitated, but still called Lengscheng. After waiting for a while to connect the phone, Leng Yunting directly cursed before the other party could speak: "How did you bring your child? Let a three-year-old child run out by himself without anyone around him."

There was anxious for a while before he answered: "Is it Mr. Leng? This is Secretary Cheng. Mr. Leng has just been on stage. So is the child here with you?"

Leng Yunting slowed down for a while, and couldn't help it again: "The child was lost, and he even held his press conference. He doesn't even care about the child's safety. What a father!"

He was just about to hang up, and the little guy was holding his trouser legs underneath, which meant I had to say something. This child is quite vigilant, afraid that he will talk blindly to the air, right? He gave the phone to the little guy, and he immediately said smugly: "Uncle Cheng, tell your father that he lost. I ran outside. Let him remember to buy all the dinosaur pictorials I like. I."

Hanging up the phone, he opened his hands as expected, meaning, I'm not leaving, you hug me.

Leng Yunting immediately hugged him. The little guy didn't look fat, but he always ran, and his whole body was very heavy. It was really a sweet burden.

In the front, Secretary Cheng finished answering the call and immediately returned the phone to him who was standing next to him. When he saw his father calling, he knew that his son must be with him. Because a minute ago, the bodyguard also saw the child running near the back door, and also saw Leng Yunting sneaking over.

He also turned around and complained to Gu Qingqing: "If it weren't for you, I would definitely ask the bodyguard to carry the child back."

Gu Qingqing just laughed. She knew that although Leng Sicheng and his father had been stunned in recent years, they might not have thought about easing them. This is a good opportunity.

"Maybe they get along well, your father will let you go home as soon as he is happy?"

"Am I rare to go back? Without him, I could still get ahead."