Cold words no sleepy meaning, let Ling Qile's small hand so touch, and opened his eyes, side body, a hand to the gills, looking at the eyes shining Ling Qile.

"Lele, are you sleepy?"

"not sleepy."

"Mommy will bathe you first."

"Mommy, uncle said he washed it for me."

Leng Yunuo touches Ling Qile's little face. It's a bad look. It's better than his father.

"uncle?" Cheng Haidong turns around.

"yes, uncle." Ling Qile jumped up and jumped on Cheng Haidong's back. "He's uncle."

"he's your father." Another three stupefied for a few seconds, responded to come over, busy correcting. He's not my father Ling Qile grabs Cheng Haidong's hair...