private marriage

"If you wear it like this, people will laugh at you."

"Who dares to laugh?" Ling Shaocheng walked to the mirror at the side, leaned closer and looked at the face inside, "This color is pretty nice, it complements the skin tone."

When they went out, the family of four was quite spectacular, all in red.

When Ling Nuanqing came to the kindergarten, she saw that the classrooms had been beautifully arranged. Many parents arrived first, gathered together, and cast their eyes on her from time to time.

Ling Shaocheng is one of the most famous people in Songcheng, and he has always been at the center of the topic. Ling Nuanqing doesn't believe that these parents don't know about him and Ni Lei.

She pressed her eyes, someone came to say hello to Ling Shaocheng.

"Long time no see, Mr. Ling."

"Hello." Ling Shaocheng pulled Ling Nuanqing beside him, "This is my wife."

Ling Nuanqing's face was slightly stiff, and she didn't want to stand here so awkwardly, so she walked over to help the teacher pull the desk and chair away.

Soon, the parents were all sitting in the back row. Ling Nuanqing looked at the man beside him. It was really funny that such a big man was squeezed into the small chair of Lingling.

Don't talk about him, I'm not much better.

The children performed dances in the middle of the classroom, twisting their little arms and legs vigorously. Mom and Dad were watching, and she had to do her best to feed her.

Ling Shaocheng applauded the children. In his eyes, his son and daughter danced the best, and no one else could compare.

The teacher gave each child a lollipop and asked them to go back to their parents.

The next part was beyond Ling Nuanqing's expectation, just like when she was studying at the school, every time in the parents' meeting, the students who wrote well would take the composition text to the podium to give a public speech.

She didn't expect that the current kindergarten would play like this.

It's just that the children didn't know how to write, so it was even more powerful. They went straight out of the script, and the teacher was the first to call Yanyan's name.

The little girl stepped forward generously and bowed in the direction of Ling Nuanqing and Ling Shaocheng.

"my dad."

Sure enough, she couldn't escape the most vulgar routine, Ling Nuanqing saw the man next to her being called, and straightened her back.

"My father is not very old..."

Ling Shaocheng frowned, what is the beginning of this.

"He is handsome and handsome, even more handsome than my mother's favorite male star. His eyes are dark, like my favorite dark chocolate. He is always very chic and likes to wear suits. My brother said All playboys love to dress like this, so I will hide from a man like Dad in the future..."

Ling Nuanqing's face was almost blushing, she definitely couldn't laugh out loud on such an occasion, but she couldn't help it.

At this moment, Lingling was standing next to Ling Shaocheng, and when she heard this, she wanted to take a step back.

Ling Shaocheng took his arm and brought him over, Yanyan's talk show continued, "My father is not only beautiful, but also very gentle. He will agree to all my requests, and sometimes I know that my requests are too much , but as long as I act coquettishly with him and say Dad, Dad, promise me, he won't care about anything..."

There was a smile on the corner of Ling Nuanqing's mouth, the child's voice was innocent and innocent, it turned out that Ling Shaocheng was like this in her daughter's eyes.

The two words Ling Shaocheng and Wenrou are really hard to get hooked on.

The Ling Shaocheng in Yanyan's mouth seemed to be covered with a layer of bright gold, "I hope that my father will not work so hard, and that he can always be by my side and grow up with me. After I get married, if I When he was bullied, he would rush over and beat my husband..."

"Hahaha--"

The classroom roared with laughter.

Lingling covered her face with one hand, and he said the second half of the sentence to Yanyan.

He has repeatedly emphasized to Yanyan that when she grows up, if her husband dares to bully her, he, the older brother, will definitely vent his anger on her.

Don't look at the words that seem to understand but don't understand, I didn't expect to remember them all.

Ling Shaocheng looked inexplicably excited, let alone his precious daughter being bullied, even the thought of her getting married in the future, he couldn't stand it.

Beat it, you have to beat it hard, it's right that the kid is scratching his teeth all over the place.

Laughter spread to Ling Nuanqing's ears one after another, but she returned to her student days in a daze. At that time, what she was most afraid of was holding a parent-teacher meeting. Every time the teacher would ask her, are your parents coming?

She cried once when she went home. After Ling Shaocheng found out, she must have gone to the school teacher. Since then, no one dared to ask.

It's just that among the crowd at the parents' meeting, there has been a handsome and aggressive boy since then.

As long as he sat there, Ling Nuanqing felt that she was not an abandoned child. No matter who came, she still had a family, didn't she?

Ling Nuanqing raised her eyes and saw her daughter running towards them, Yan Yan wrapped her arms around her neck with one hand, and wanted to hug Ling Shaocheng with the other.

The man naturally leaned forward, put his palms around Ling Nuanqing's waist, and hugged Lingting as well.

"Dad, did I speak well?"

"Very good, very good."

"Mom, I must say 'my beautiful mother' next time, don't be jealous."

Ling Nuanqing rubbed her little head. "Why is mother jealous?"

The teacher showed the parents around, and then came to the playground.

The game was about to start, Ling Shaocheng took his son with him, Ling Nuanqing held his daughter's hand and stood beside him.

Yanyan was holding a basketball in his hand, and looked up at Ling Nuanqing, "Mom, you're going to pick me up and shoot later, I'm very tired, can you do it?"

"Of course, mother is a strong man."

Ling Shaocheng brought Lingling to the game first. The boys shot more accurately. The battle was very intense. Lingling kept throwing balls with a sullen face. As the whistle sounded, Ling Shaocheng looked at the ball counter next to him. "Won."

When it was Yanyan's turn to play, a child next to her said to her, "Your father has already participated, so I can't hug you anymore."

"I know, so my mother took me to play."

Ling Nuanqing stood under the basketball hoop, picked up Yanyan, and was still some distance away from the shot. Lingting ran over to pass the ball.

At the start of the game, Yan Yan writhed in Ling Nuanqing's arms, and the ball was thrown, but it missed.

"Don't worry baby, take your time."

Yan Yan threw three in a row, Ling Nuanqing became more and more struggling to hold her, suddenly there was nothing under her, seeing the ball frame approaching Yan Yan's eyes, she hurriedly threw the ball into it.

Ling Nuanqing looked down, and Ling Shaocheng actually picked her up, and he stretched out his left hand to catch the ball from Lingling.

"You, you put me down quickly."

Ling Shaocheng gave her the ball, and he hugged Ling Nuanqing's leg tightly with one arm, looking effortless.

Ling Nuanqing couldn't bear it any longer, she put one hand around Ling Shaocheng's shoulder, the man looked up at her with a smile on his face.