Yi Qianmo listened, "So what does mommy like Daddy?"

Ling Yiran looked at Yi Jinli beside him, and opened his red lips lightly, "It's the kind I have always liked, I like it very much."

Those pair of apricot eyes made Yi Jinli's heart move. If his son wasn't around, he would probably be unable to help but hug the woman in front of him and kiss her hard to tell her his joy.

After looking at the light bulb that was still dazed, Yi Jinli said, "Okay, you will meet someone you will always like in the future."

"But I think I've met you now. I can always like Mommy." Yi Qianmo said.

Yi Jinli was suddenly covered in black lines.

Ling Yiran quickly said, "This like is different from the kind of like you like mommy."

Yi Qianmo immediately showed a "very troublesome" look. Is there so many differences between likes? Then he would better talk about it later.

When he returned to the hotel, after his son washed up, Ling Yiran coaxed his son to sleep first.

Strictly speaking, she didn't need to coax her. Her son had already gotten into the bed obediently and lay down in a very perfect sleeping position - falling asleep! It was simply worry-free.

Compared to my daughter, I don’t have much worry. I always chat with others before going to bed. When Xiao Fei was there, my daughter would chat with Xiao Fei. Xiao Fei was no longer at the Yi family, so my daughter’s chatting partner naturally changed accordingly.

"I'm not at home these days, are you coaxing Xiao Jin to sleep?" Ling Yiran asked Yi Jinli beside him.

"Otherwise, I can't let Xiao Mo coax Xiao Jin to sleep." Yi Jinli said.

"She asked you to tell her a story?" she guessed.

"No, let me sing a nursery rhyme for her." When Yi Jinli thought of this, he felt a headache.

Nursery rhymes... He hasn't sang for eight hundred years, but for the sake of his daughter, he has to sing those nursery rhymes that seem childish and ridiculous to him again.

But he knew quite a few nursery rhymes, so he had to ask Secretary Gao to collect nursery rhymes and he learned to sing them again.

Ling Yiran was stunned when she heard this. It turned out that her daughter had even escalated her coaxing to bed at night!

"You sing?" she asked curiously.

"Sing." He said helplessly, who made his daughter look so much like her? As long as he raised his little face and called him sweetly, he would want to satisfy everything about her.

"Speaking of this, I haven't heard you sing nursery rhymes yet, why don't you sing one for me too?" Ling Yiran said with interest.

Yi Jinli was covered in black lines, and there was a hint of embarrassment on his handsome face, "What's so nice about this?"

"Sing, I want to listen to you sing." A gentle voice, with a touch of coquettishness.

Yi Jinli was immediately helpless. Her coquettish act was even more fatal than her daughter's coquettish act!

And in front of her, he seemed to have only the only way to throw away his armor.

"Okay...If you want to listen, then I'll sing." He whispered softly, and a bright and relaxed nursery rhyme was gently spitting out from his thin lips.
Chapter completed!