Cute baby coming: the dark president paranoid love

Ling Qiyang went back to the living room to call Ling Moxue, only to find that she hadn't taken her bag.

Ling Qiyue took out her mobile phone from her bag and handed it to her brother, "Guokuo, why don't you call handsome uncle again and tell him that Mommy is gone."

"Don't talk nonsense, Mommy must have left with a friend she knew." Ling Qiyang was very confident.

"Guokuo, Mommy was robbed last time after she left with someone."

I have to remind my brother that he is too insecure, there is only one mommy, Ling Qiyue stared at her brother's face closely to see his reaction.

Ling Qiyang shrugged and smiled, "If she makes a second mistake, she's really stupid."

"It's not stupid, it's the villain who is cunning."

"Sister." Ling Qiyang's clear black eyes revealed joy, and he stroked her head, "Since you stopped eating sweets, you have become more and more intelligent."

"Hehe..." Ling Qiyue patted her head and laughed again.

A few minutes later, the two of them walked out of the yard hand in hand, Ling Qiyang was holding her mother's mobile phone, Ling Qiyue was holding a doll, and both were dragging a pair of soft-soled cartoon slippers on their feet.

Walking to the side of the street, the two stopped a taxi. Seeing that they were still young, the male driver asked strangely, "It's so late, where are you going?"

"Uncle, just take us for a walk in the street, you have to drive slowly." Ling Qiyue spoke first in an old-fashioned way.

"Go around? That will cost a lot of money."

Ling Qiyang took out a piece of fifty yuan from his bag, "Is that enough?"

The driver hesitated, Ling Qiyue immediately reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Uncle, why don't you act like a good deed? We want to find Mommy, but she's gone."

As soon as the driver heard it, he immediately said, "I'm free."

At this time, Ling Moxue was already standing in a box in the bar, she looked at the drunk Yang Jianchen with complicated expressions, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Leave me alone! Leave me alone! I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live anymore! Let me see Xueer... meet Xueer, my Xueer, where is she?"

He was lying on the sofa, his face was flushed, his hands were waving, and the front of a blue shirt had been unbuttoned a few times, his image was embarrassing yet sexy.

Yang Jianchen's elder brother Yang Chenhua put one hand in his pocket, his eyes were dark, he glanced at Ling Moxue, and said lightly, "What did you tell him tonight? It made him feel so uncomfortable? Could it be that you are still inseparable from him?"

"I didn't." Ling Moxue shook her head irritably.

She was leaving tomorrow, and this Yang Jianchen sang this play with her again, if Yang Chenhua hadn't sent someone to drive over to find her, and the two bodyguards had a bad tone, she really didn't want to come out to see him.

"No? I heard he visited you before he came here to drink."

Yang Chenhua walked up to Ling Moxue, stretched out his hand, grabbed her chin, and forced her to raise her face, "Sister Xue'er, you really have the ability to seduce men. Five years have passed, and this charm seems to be even stronger. Let my brother miss you so much."

"Master Yang, let go." Ling Moxue's clear eyes were stained with mist, and her pretty face was slightly pale.

Because her mother was a high school classmate, Ling Moxue knew the Yang family brothers since she was a child.

Under the dim light, her face was covered with a layer of faint orange, which made her small and delicate face look more three-dimensional and perfect. Her eyes were foggy, and her red lips trembled slightly, adding to her attractive beauty.

Yang Chenhua frowned, and suddenly found that this yellow-haired girl five years ago was really beautiful and very feminine. Maybe she had given birth to a child, and the feminine charm in her body was something other girls couldn't possess.

"Moxue, why don't you follow me?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, and just when his nose was about to touch Ling Moxue's cheek, Ling Moxue pushed hard with both hands, and her pretty face was immediately stained with shame and indignation, "Master, please respect yourself!"

Yang Chenhua laughed out loud, stroked his drooping hair, raised the corners of his lips evilly, and said half-truthfully: "Little girl, if my brother didn't love you, my brother would really have forced you."

Regardless of Ling Moxue waving at him, he pinched her face again, "Small! You used to call me big brother affectionately, but now you call me young master. I really don't remember it."

Ling Moxue didn't bother to talk to him, went to the sofa to pull Yang Jianchen, and said loudly: "Get up! Go home with your brother!"

Yang Jianchen didn't stand upright and fell down on the sofa, muttering, "Xue'er, let Xue'er... accompany me."

"Your Xue'er is here, Jian Chen." Yang Chenhua stepped forward to pat his face, "Wake up, do you hear me?"

Ling Moxue looked down and saw a glass of boiled water on the coffee table, grabbed it and splashed it on Yang Jianchen's face...

Yang Chenhua was startled, and looked at her displeasedly, "Moxue, how could you do this?"

"Then do I have to wait for him to wake up before leaving?" Ling Moxue was worried about the children at home, and was upset, "He's awake now, you take him away."

Yang Jianchen wiped his face, shook his head, seemed to hear Ling Moxue's voice, his eyes flashed, and he rushed over immediately, hugging Ling Moxue.

"Xue'er, are you here? Are you really here?"

He squeezed his arms so hard that Ling Moxue was almost breathless, and it took a lot of force to push him away.

"Master Yang, go home with your brother. It's late today. We'll talk about it tomorrow if we have something to do."

Yang Jianchen was dizzy, couldn't understand, and murmured, "Xue'er, come with me...will you come with me?"

Ling Moxue shook her head, before she could speak, Yang Chenhua patted Yang Jianchen's shoulder, "It's not easy for her to go with you, come on, brother help you."

After finishing speaking, he bent down and picked up Ling Moxue, then he smirked at his two followers, and they helped Yang Jianchen to go out together.

"Let go of me! Let me go!" Ling Moxue was filled with shame and anger, and kept beating Yang Chenhua with both hands.

Yang Chenhua was neither annoyed nor angry, instead he chuckled, as if flirting with his little lover, attracting the attention of many people in the bar.

Standing in a dark corner, Ling Mengyao had a cold smile on her face, and her phone kept turning...

She knew that if Yang Chenhua was brought here, he would definitely call Ling Moxue.

Arriving outside the bar, Yang Chenhua had just asked someone to open the car door, when suddenly a stone hit his back, causing him to howl in pain, and let go of Ling Moxue in his arms.

"Who?" He turned around, but before he could see who was coming, his legs were hugged by a pair of soft little hands.

"Why are you hugging my mommy?" A soft and pretty face was exposed under his eyes, "She's not your wife."

Yang Chenhua blinked, his pupils widened, "You...you are Moxue's daughter?"

"Yes, Ling Moxue is my mother, uncle, don't bully her, or I will bite you." Ling Qiyue hugged his leg tightly, her expression was super serious, with a hint of threat.

Looking at this cute pink bun face, Yang Chenhua liked it in his heart, so he raised his hand playfully, "Don't bite me, I'm afraid."

But Ling Qiyang took the opportunity to pull his mother away, Ling Moxue was very surprised, "Why are you here?"

"Seeing that you are not here, my sister and I are worried. We searched all the way, just in time to see you being carried out by him."

Ling Moxue was very excited, patted his head, and said happily: "Mommy is fine, this uncle knew Mommy before."

After finishing speaking, she walked to Yang Chenhua's side, bent down to pick up the little sauerkraut, and then said lightly to Yang Chenhua: "I'm sorry, I'm not obliged to be responsible for your brother's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys. In the future, don't send anyone to look for me. I'll tell you He has broken up completely and has nothing to do with it, please let him take care of himself."

After Ling Moxue finished speaking, she glanced at Yang Jianchen, who was limp in the arms of the bodyguard, and took a pair of children into the taxi...