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Chapter 118 - Telling a story

Chapter 118: Telling a story

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Yujing garden.

When Lei Xiao returned with Lin Hanxing, the house was brightly lit.

The little one who was sitting on the sofa had already changed into her pajamas. When she saw the two of them return, she huffed angrily!

“As expected, Daren can not be trusted!”

Yuan Bao crossed his arms in front of his chest. When he woke up, he was the only one left in the house.

If he didn’t rely on snacks, he would have starved to death!

Lin Hanxing first looked at the snacks that filled the entire coffee table, then at Yuan Bao, and could not help but laugh.

He still had her Facial Mask on his face.

“You’re going to lose me easily like this!”

Yuan Bao patted his chest. Seeing that the two of them still did not come over to coax him, he jumped down from the sofa and ran to them.

“I want to eat meat!”

Lei min expressionlessly glanced at Yuan Bao, who had his hands on his hips, and reached for a porcelain plate from the cupboard.

“Do you want some red braised pork?”

......

When he had just arrived at green vine Garden, he had already asked the kitchen to prepare red braised meat.

“Eat, eat, eat!”

Yuan Bao’s eyes lit up when he heard that there was meat.

“You go take a shower first.”

Lei Xiao said to Lin Hanxing as he took off his jacket.

Lin Hanxing nodded and walked towards the bedroom ...

………………

In the bathroom.

Lin Hanxing stood under the shower expressionlessly and looked down at his palm.

The heat of the lightning mother seemed to still linger there.

It reminded her of the last time she saw her mother ...

Those nightmares and pain transformed into countless evil spirits that burst out from her small body!

Yingluo, wake up. Your parents are dead!

He slowly closed his eyes, hiding the cruel blood in his eyes ...

………………

After she came out of the shower, the air was filled with the aroma of food.

She subconsciously looked towards the kitchen.

Yuan Bao was gobbling down the red braised meat, clearly famished.

“Where’s your uncle?”

Lin Hanxing walked over, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and poured it into the decanter.

“Answer the phone.”

Following the direction Yuan Bao was pointing, Lin Hanxing saw Lei Xiao’s back on the balcony.

At the same time, on the balcony.

“The Shangguan family has arrived in Jiang city.”

For the past two days, Yan beiming had been in a state of invisibility.

He wished he could spend 24 hours a day with his beloved limited edition Ferrari sports car.

If not for the urgency of the situation, it would not have appeared.

&Quot; this time, they want to rent two of our private routes, and they want to talk about cooperation with the Golden Triangle. &Quot;

Yan Beichen’s tone was as serious as ever when they were talking about business.

“Okay, I got it.”

Lei Xiao said in a deep voice.

After hanging up the phone, Lei Xiao leaned against the balcony railing and looked into the room.

Lin Hanxing was sitting next to Yuan Bao, supporting his chin with one hand and looking at him with his head tilted.

Her usually cold face now had a warmth that she didn’t even notice.

Seeing that Yuan Bao was choking, she passed him a glass of fruit juice.

The corners of Lei Xiao’s lips couldn’t help but curl into a faint smile.

He pushed the door open and entered.

&Quot; I got you some casual home clothes from the supermarket tonight. I left them outside the bathroom. You can wear them after your shower. &Quot;

Lin Hanxing’s voice was calm, but he was actually thinking about how to tell him about the accident that happened to mother Lei.

“Yes.” Lei Xiao casually placed his phone on the table and walked towards the bathroom.

But ...

Lin Hanxing looked at his back with confusion in his eyes.

Last time, it was in the bathroom, and this time, it was the bathroom. He found it himself without even waiting for the hint?

&Quot; first aunt, can Yuan Bao sleep with you tonight? ”

Yuan Bao’s glistening mouth opened and closed, bringing with it the aroma of red braised meat.

Lin Hanxing was stunned.

Yuan Bao poked at the rice in front of him, his head lowered.

“They all say that their mothers will tell them stories before they go to bed at night ...”

Suddenly, he raised his head, his eyes filled with hope.

“First aunt, can you tell me a story?”