The little guy looked at him, then at Ma Tiansheng, and finally walked towards Leng Xuan reluctantly.
Leng Xuan picked him up, pinched his little face, and reprimanded: "How many times have I told you not to pester you if you have nothing to do? If you don't listen again, do you believe I will spank you?"
The little guy curled his lips, looking like he was begging for a beating, but he didn't take his threat seriously at all.
Leng Xuan, dumbfounded, patted his little butt and said helplessly: "You kid really doesn't obey discipline at all."
"That is, the same kind of son is the same kind of father." Li Mengjie on the side joked.
"Don't be like his father." Ling Xuejiao suddenly smiled, like a blooming snow lotus, and she said: "His father is so carefree. If this little guy grows up, God knows how many other girls will be harmed.
"
Hearing this, Leng Xuan's expression suddenly became weird and extremely embarrassed. Looking at Li Mengjie who was covering her mouth and laughing, Leng Xuan coughed lightly and said, "I'll take the little guy out for a walk."
"Go." Ling Xuejiao nodded. Then Leng Xuan hugged the little guy and ran out of the house.
It was still morning, and Leng Xuan was holding his precious son, and the older one and the younger one were wandering around boredly on the street. The little guy rarely cooperated and did not make any noise. He followed his father around and was not like other children of this age.
He is very curious about everything, but he is like a quiet little handsome man.
The streets are busy with cars and crowded with people.
While walking, Leng Xuan suddenly stopped and looked at the crowd not far away. He saw a tall and fashionable beauty walking there. Although she was quite far away, with Leng Xuan's eyesight, there was no trace of her.
With difficulty, he could clearly see the other person's appearance.
"Shui Xi." He approached the woman and called out. Soon, a fairy-like woman among the crowd turned around and looked this way.
When their eyes met, Luo Shuixi was startled for a moment, then smiled and walked over.
"It's such a coincidence that we meet here." When they got closer, Luo Shuixi said with a smile, but before Leng Xuan could speak, her eyes were attracted by the little guy in Leng Xuan's arms. She walked up with a smile.
He walked forward, gently pinched the little guy's delicate face, and asked: "Whose child is this? He looks so good."
"Uh..." Leng Xuan then remembered that he and Luo Shuixi hadn't seen each other for a while, and the other party didn't know anything about the little guy. Thinking of this, he smiled sheepishly and said, "This is...
my son."
Hearing this, Luo Shuixi was stunned on the spot. Immediately, she laughed out loud and said in disbelief: "Stop joking, I'm serious."
Leng Xuan nodded and said seriously: "I didn't lie to you, he is really my son. Don't you think we are very similar?"
"Really?" Luo Shuixi looked at the little guy in disbelief, was slightly startled, and said doubtfully: "If I remember correctly, when I saw them half a year ago, no one seemed to be pregnant. Could it be that you..."
Having said this, Luo Shuixi looked at Leng Xuan with a hint of anger in her eyes.
Leng Xuan hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, this is not the child of me and another woman, but the child of me and Snow Eagle." He also knew that Luo Shuixi found it hard to believe. After all, this little guy is only two or three months old.
He was born right away and has grown rapidly. Now, in less than a few months, he is already almost the size of a child over one year old.