Just realizing this, Leng Haodong quickly overturned his thoughts in his mind. Angel is not his daughter, so how can she look like him? At most, she looks like Wu Shaobai, right? Or maybe she has been like this lately.

Do you follow yourself and learn a little bit from yourself? Or the latter idea is more realistic.

Leng Haodong smiled slightly, looked away from Angel, and then looked at the mother and son embracing each other not far from him.

The aura is still so warm, making people reluctant to take a step forward to disturb the atmosphere, and also reluctant to step back and leave such a warm place.

What Leng Haodong didn't know was that when he withdrew his gaze, the little Angel raised his head innocently, secretly looking at the man standing next to him, and began to think about cartoons in his heart.

The parents in the movie all sleep together, and then they have a baby. But why don't daddy and mommy sleep together and have a baby?

Angel has always found this topic strange. Because Wu Shaobai feels more like an uncle to him. Although he calls him daddy, Wu Shaobai goes back to sleep by himself every night. It seems that he is not in the same home as them. This kind of feeling

, really strange...

I don’t know whether he inherited such intelligence from Leng Haodong or Xia Nuanxin. Angel has started asking around whether mom and dad must sleep together to have a baby... (Children’s simple thoughts, irrelevant

other.)

After Leng Xuan calmed down, Xia Nuanxin and Leng Haodong took their two children downstairs to eat.

There are two main types of dishes Xia Nuanxin cooks in the evening. One is mainly to match Leng Haodong's taste, and the other is mainly children's meals for the children. Most of the tastes are different, and Xia Nuanxin has always liked to cook them.

Angel cooks, so he is also very knowledgeable in making children's meals.

Leng Xuan sat next to Angel, looking at the brightly colored and cute meals on the table, his appetite whetted his appetite. Together with Angel, he took one bite after another and rushed to eat, but it still wasn't enough!

Leng Haodong had never seen Leng Xuan smile so happily while eating. His deep eyes fell softly on Leng Xuan's body, full of attention.

After Xia Nuanxin laid out the dishes for the two children, she came back to her senses and looked at Leng Haodong. Seeing that he didn't even have the strength to start eating with chopsticks, she felt a little uneasy. "Isn't it to your liking?"

I don’t know what you like to eat, so I just made something..."

Xia Nuanxin's slightly nervous voice came to his ears, and Leng Haodong withdrew his gaze from Leng Xuan. He lowered his eyes and looked at the dishes in front of him, put a little bit into his mouth and chewed it.

.

To put it bluntly, it's still much worse than Zhang Ma's craftsmanship, but it's still pretty good.

It's delicious, delicious, and most importantly, only Xia Nuanxin in the world can make this kind of taste. And this taste is exactly what Leng Haodong has been craving for four years.

He raised his eyes, looked at her with a smile, and praised without hesitation, "It's great!"
Chapter completed!