Chapter 21: The identity of the man, tell the little buns

If he is not mistaken, the black tiger-shaped jade carving should be... the legendary tiger charm? In the memory, it seems that someone once called him the prince, plus the jade with the word ,, is he the only Prince of the Qing Dynasty who has the general's title?
Junxiu Meifeng suddenly became tight, Ling Jingxuan could not afford to pay, the heel turned and went to the backyard. When he was fine yesterday, he taught the two buns a few words and two words, and they looked like they were very excited. A little mud was spread out in the backyard, and the two were practicing with the branches.
"Xiaowen Xiaowu."
The tender and thin side of the face is faintly focused and focused. Ling Jingxuan’s heart is so depressed and unsatisfactory that it disappears. What is the identity of a man? The son is born of him, he is always his, and instead of thinking about it, it is better to think more about how to make more money and improve the economic situation of the family as soon as possible. The two buns are five years old at the end of the year, and they should be sent to the private school to enlighten.
"Hey."
Hearing his call, the eagerly eager little buns dropped the branches and threw them into his arms. The big buns were a lot of scorpions, but they turned their heads and shouted, and they condensed their heads and concentrated them.
"You, my brother, how serious, Xiaowen, you stop first, I have something to say to you."
Pampering the little tip of the little bun, Ling Jingxuan held his one hand and looked at the big steamed buns.
"What happened?"
Suspiciously glanced at him, the big bun frowned and dropped the branches, as long as it was not talking about money, everything was easy to say.
With Ling Jingxuan’s experience, I will not see the idea of ​​a big buns?
To this end, in addition to shaking his head, he only shakes his head. Who made his little buns scared?
"Xiaowen Xiaowu, I know that you are only five years old. If you are in a normal family, I am afraid that you are still spoiled in your mother's arms. It is not good, so you are under too much pressure and a small age." The burden of life, don’t talk, can you listen to me?

Concentrating on the messy thoughts in my heart, Ling Jingxuan said that while pulling the two buns and sitting down in the eaves, watching them dry and thin cheeks, the bottom of the eyes climbed naked and distressed, seeing their little Jianmei slowly wrinkle, Ling Jingxuan respectively After he healed them, he continued to say earnestly: "Some things have happened. It is not self-blame, nor will you say that you are forgiving me. I am saying so much today because I think You are very familiar with things, you have been able to distinguish between good and evil, you will use your brain to think about problems, so I want to think about it or do you think I will tell you first, let us save the man... he is probably yours. Father, father."
After doing a series of bedding, Ling Jingxuan finally said the key points. At the same time, the narrow and long Danfeng eyes carefully looked at them, for fear that they would collapse or not accept the embarrassment. After all, they are all five years old, and the man did not appear at all. Afterwards, it is normal for the child to have rebellious feelings. However, what is unexpected to him is that the two buns are very calm, one close to the lips, one grievance, seems to have known for a long time.
Thinking about the quarrel with my mother yesterday, Ling Jingxuan turned his eyes and pulled their hands together. "I don't want to marry you. His identity doesn't seem to be simple. You know it earlier, in case... in short, You have a number in your heart. At present, because he has been struck by the head, he temporarily forgets who he is. You should be a normal villager."
As for the future, Ling Jingxuan is not stupid, and will not be excessively arrogant. If the identity of a man is as expected, it is difficult to keep them only because of his current ability. However, the depth of his eyes slipped through a smattering. Everything is not absolute. As long as the little buns are not happy, he will never give up the child's custody.
"Don't want him, I just want to..."
Slammed to grab his neck, and the big bun choked.
"I don't want it anymore, hey, hehe..."
The little buns also cried, and the two buns were buried on his shoulders and choked.
"Hey!"
"I fuck... stupid dog, don't let me loose it..."
Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but sigh, and immediately understood that they were misunderstood. He just wanted to say that he would comfort them. The two wolves didn't know where to come out. One left and one right mouth bit his leg, although it was not painful. However, Ling Jingxuan still couldn't help all kinds of black lines, and they kicked them out.
"Hey..."
The wolf scorpion rolled on the ground for two laps and rushed over like a sigh. Ling Jingxuan sighed silently. He didn't know if he killed their mother. The two screams when they saw him, it was a bit annoying, but...
"Little black, he is awkward, not allowed to bite!"
"Big black, let go!"
The little buns who were sad and sad at the same time forgot to cry, and they bent over and hugged the wolf's scorpion. Under their comfort, the wolf scorpion gradually calmed down. Ling Jingxuan spit out a sigh of gas. After half a sigh, he lifted the head: "Small Wen Xiaowu, I don't want you to mean it. I believe you also know that you can have children differently from others. You are born in October, and in my mind, you are my hard work. Power, whoever dares to move you, I dare to kill him."
At the end of the day, Ling Jingxuan's breath suddenly turned, and the thin and thin body screamed amazingly murderous.
"Well, hey, we don't need to marry my father. It's enough to have you."
Obviously his breath is very scary, but the two buns don't feel scared. The big bun's round eyes reflect the firm light, and there is no immature and ignorant five-year-old child. The little buns hold the wolf's scorpion and lean into his arms. The magnetic magnetic cymbal said: "Me too, as long as you have a brother and a brother."
In fact, he really wants his father, so that no one will marry him again in the future, but... if he wants to choose between his father and his father, he will always choose only.
"Oh... I know, you don't think too much, you just want to talk to you, don't want to be jealous of you, well, you can practice words, I should go to work."
Ling Jingxuan touched their heads and stood up. He was a natural homosexual in his previous life. He couldn’t stand up in the face of a woman. Of course, he couldn’t get married and have children, so he wouldn’t bring children, and he wouldn’t know how to talk to children. Getting along, the two buns are very early, very sensible, he basically used them as adults, although he did not know, it is not right.
"Hey, he... let him go if he is okay."
Holding his hem, the big bun stalked his neck and said, obviously, he had an idea.
"Ok."
Not that he did not see the naked resentment in his eyes, Ling Jingxuan did not explain his meaning, because even he did not know how to deal with the man, those things ... or let it go.