MTL - Quick Transmigration, the Male Lead is Not Easy to Top-Chapter 6 The president is cool and handsome (6)

He put on his clothes and tried to hide the hickey on his neck with his shirt collar, but it still showed some.

"Damn man, don't let me find you!"

Murong Ling was so angry that the man who had never met, but slept with him twice, walked away, leaving traces on his body and pain all over his body.

His fists clenched the square black diamond cufflinks tightly.

Compared to Sophie, now he wants to find out this **** man!

Murong Ling suppressed this anger and went directly back to Murong Villa. This Saturday, he made an appointment with his son since childhood to play with him every weekend.

As soon as the car entered the gate, they saw two people playing in the mud in the garden.

"Dad!" The little bun, Murong Ze, ran over happily, Murong Ling picked him up regardless of his dirty hands, and kissed him on the face.

"Brother..." Amy, the adopted daughter of the Murong family, was startled as soon as she screamed, her eyes fixed on the hickey on his neck.

Amy wanted to remind him.

But seeing that the little bun is there, it's not easy to explain.

More of a curiosity.

Who planted such a big strawberry on him?

Is this woman too strong?

But before Amy could make a sound, the sharp-eyed little bun found it, two little fat claws grabbed Murong Ling's face and lifted it up, and exclaimed loudly: "Dad, you were bitten by a mosquito too! The neck is so big and red print..."

Murong Ling originally wanted to be close to her son.

Hearing his words, his expression became embarrassed.

He quickly tugged at the collar, glanced at Amy who was smiling but not smiling, coughed lightly, and said to the little bun pretending to be angry: "Ozawa, you are getting heavier and heavier, Dad can't hold you anymore... "

This child was born gluttonous and became a little fat man.

Flesh all over.

Very cute.

"Dad is not allowed to call me fat! I'm not fat!"

As soon as he heard the fat words, Xiao Baozi retorted angrily and loudly.

As he spoke, he suddenly felt aggrieved again, and dropped the golden bean: "It's not because you didn't accompany me that I was sad. When I was sad, I couldn't help but eat a lot..."

I quietly added a sentence in my heart, of course, those things are really delicious.

Murong Ling blamed herself, "Well, it's all Dad's fault. It seems that in order to prevent someone from gaining weight, I have to come back to accompany you..."

Saying that, he laughed and hugged Murong Ze to the door.

Little Bun pestered him to play for a while, and soon after entering the house, he threw his father aside and sat on the sofa obediently watching cartoons.

"Brother, what's going on..." At this time, Amy couldn't help but tug at his sleeve, pointed to his neck, and whispered gossip.

Murong Ling glared at her and said nothing.

"Brother, have you got a girlfriend yet?"

Amy's eyes glowed, and she lay on his shoulders like a large doll, "This girlfriend is very enthusiastic...Why are you hiding it like this, parents will be very happy if they know..."

"Amy, isn't your study too easy?" Murong Ling gave her a cold look.

"No matter how heavy your studies are, your brother's life-long events are not as important..."

Seeing him like this, Amy was even more curious, shaking his arm and wrapping his arms around him and asking, "Brother, what kind of woman is she... She even hooked my dear elder brother, and dared to plant such red strawberries on you... "

Murong Ling's face was full of embarrassment, and the base of her ears became a little hot.

"You accompany Ozawa, I have something to do..." Murong Ling glared at her, got up with a wave of her hands, and fled to the second floor.

Amy sighed.

Brother is still hiding.

He blushed just now, tsk...

Amy rolled her eyes and looked sly. If brother didn't say it, she couldn't do anything about it?

"Ozawa..." Amy moved closer, squeezed to Xiaobaozi's side, poked his fingers on his slightly bulging belly, and flicked his fingers back.

Xiao Baozi opened her hand and slapped her face: "Little aunt, you are bullying the flesh on my stomach again!"

"Okay, I won't bully your fleshy belly." Amy smiled, and poked his finger on his fleshy face again, and the little bun was so angry that his eyes widened.

"Okay, okay, auntie won't tease you anymore." Amy hugged him, kissed him on the face, and whispered, "Do you want mother?"

The little bun heard his eyes wide open.

Then he shook his head sharply: "I don't want, I don't want a stepmother! Is my little aunt's father going to marry a stepmother... I don't want a stepmother... Stepmothers are bad people..."

After saying that, he burst into tears.

Amy was startled.

I didn't expect him to react so much.

They hadn't asked before, although they were always worried about his brother's life-long affairs, they thought the child wanted a mother.

Upstairs, Murong Ling, who had just changed clothes and came out, heard the heart-breaking cry of the little bun downstairs, and hurried down, "Why are you crying? Aunt bullied you?"

The little bun arched off Amy, ran over to hug Murong Ling's thigh, and continued to cry: "Dad, are you going to marry my stepmother? I don't want a stepmother, I just want my father..."

Murong Ling was stunned.

He glared at Amy.

Amy looked remorseful and shook her head at him.

Murong Ling bent down, picked up the little bun, and kissed him on the face, "Dad won't marry a stepmother, who said I want to marry a stepmother? And you are a man, such a small crying bag, you are not afraid that you will not be able to marry a daughter-in-law in the future. …”

When the little bun heard this, he stopped crying.

Blinking tears, she said with a flat mouth, "I don't want to marry a wife."

Seeing that he stopped crying, Murong Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ozawa is usually very sensible, but when he starts to cry, it is earth-shattering, and I don't know if it is because he is an outcast, so although he is lively, he is also a little sensitive.

"Why is Ozawa afraid of his stepmother?" Murong Ling asked him.

Only when facing this adopted son, his face finally lost the ice all day long.

When I picked him up, I just needed an heir because I didn't want to get married, so I adopted the child, but after getting along for five years, he warmed my heart.

"Stepmothers in fairy tales are bad..."

Xiao Baozi lowered his head and whispered again, "My classmate's mother also said that my father would marry a stepmother to take care of me in the future..."

As he spoke, he burst into tears.

Looking up at him: "Dad, don't marry your stepmother..."

When it comes to his stepmother, his mind is full of images of himself being abused.

I feel so miserable.

Murong Ling's face turned cold.

It seems that maybe he should think about it and give his son a different learning environment.

He did not expect that such a noble school, the quality of parents is still so uneven.

"Ozawa, there are good people in my stepmother, and there are bad people in my own mother. You can't just listen to what others say, but you must also learn to discern with your own eyes and heart." Murong Ling hugged him to comfort him, and then gave him ideological education.

While wiping the tears on his face, he said: "You can't be easily overwhelmed by other people's words, you must know that their words are not the truth, they are just broken mouths, and they bully the soft and fear the hard, think about it, they dare to be in front of Dad Do you speak ill, so you have to make yourself stronger..."