Spoiled By The President:My Wife Is A Little Sweet

After that, it was not a problem to stay at the door because there would be no result for a while.

So Jingning took An'an to the backstage lounge.

It happened to be the half-time break. Lin Tian came down from the stage and took a bottle of water to drink while he had two minutes to change his clothes.

See her holding a little girl come in, the little girl also a mouthful of a mummy called very sweet, immediately the eyes will fall down.

"Well, Jingning, don't tell me this is your child? I've only heard that you're married. When are your children so old? "

Jingning glared at him fiercely, "you don't speak, no one treats you as dumb."

"Oh, no, where on earth did you get a little dough?"

Jingning put the "little dumpling" in his mouth on the chair, and then sent someone to buy the drinks that children like to drink. Then he explained: "a very predestined child met her twice, and both of them were lost by their parents. Since we met, we can't let her stay outside alone, right? I've sent for her parents. I'll take her here for a while

Lin Tian suddenly realized.

Then he asked curiously, "but why did she call you mommy?"

It's OK not to mention this, but Jingning also has some headache.

Ghost knows why xiaotuanzi saw her for the first time and called her like this, and has been calling till now!

Look down at her, look down at her.

"Ann, shall we call it another name later?"

Ann blinked her big eyes of Kawaii, who was wet with water, and asked, "why?"

"Because I'm not your mother. If you call me like this, your real mother will be sad to hear that! You don't want to upset Mommy, do you? "

Ann's mouth is shriveled.

"But I don't have a real mother."

Jingning was stunned.

Next to him, Lin Tian was stunned.

No one thought that such a lovely little dumpling had no mother.

Jingning only felt that a certain part of the heart seemed to be severely pulled by a hand, and the pain was not good.

She hugged the little Tuan who was about to cry, patted her back and comforted her: "An'an is good, An'an doesn't cry. It's my fault. After An'an wants to cry, it doesn't matter."

Ann gently sobbed twice, then wiped the nonexistent tears with her fleshy hand. Wei Qu Baba looked at Jingning.

"Then I won't call you mommy. Can I call you aunt?"

Jingning nodded quickly.

"Yes, of course."

Lin Tian said with a smile: "this child is so cute. Don't say it. In fact, if you don't know your relationship, just look at her appearance, she is really similar to you. Otherwise, you can think of her as a dry daughter. Anyway, she likes you so much."

Jingning turned his head and glared at him.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Although she likes An'an very much, after all, she is not familiar with other people's family. This kind of thing should be consensual by both sides, especially the consent of An'an's parents.

Lin Tian smiles and doesn't say anything. He bends down to amuse Ann.

"Baby, do you know who I am?"

Ann tilted her head, looked at Lin Tian and blinked.

"I've met you. You're brother Lin Tian."

Lin Tian burst into laughter.

"Well, yes, I'm brother Lin Tian. Tut, little baby's mouth is so sweet."

Then he took his arm and hit Jingning, "do you hear me? They call you auntie, but they call me my brother. Tut, I say Ning Ning, you should take good care of it after you return home for two years. You can't let people misunderstand it all the time. "

Jingning gave him a hard back hand.

"Lin Tian, I think you have itchy skin, don't you?"

Lin Tian Ao Ao Ao ran away, and then he said with a smile: "don't be angry, don't be angry. You are still very beautiful. In my heart, no one can compare with you!"

Jingning gritted his teeth, "don't you do it! After all, I'm not your nephew

As soon as he said this, Lin Tian was stunned.

It was not until the makeup artist next to him couldn't help laughing, and he just reflected the meaning of Jingning.

Ann is called aunt Jingning and his brother. In other words, his seniority is lower than that of Jingning? There's nothing wrong with Jingning calling him nephew!

Realizing this, Lin Tian's face turned black immediately.

"Xiao an, when you see me, I'll call him uncle Lin Tian. Do you understand?"

An's eyes bent up with a smile, "brother Lin Tian is an idol. I'm afraid of being old. If I call you uncle, doesn't it mean you're old?"? So I can't call you that. "

Lin Tian:

Gas!

You know a lot about this kid?In the end, he could not say anything else. He just shook his fist and clenched his teeth and said, "who says I am an idol? Laozi is a power school! Did you see? Strength

At this time, the field assistant came to urge him.

"Brother, it's time to have a rest. The fans outside are urging you to come on the stage quickly."

Lin Tian this heavy hum a, stride arrogant pace swagger to go out.

About half an hour later, the front desk called her and said that there was an old man asking them to help them find the child. They inquired about it. It should be the grandmother in an's mouth.

So Jingning came to the front desk with An'an in her arms. Sure enough, she saw the old woman with gray hair standing there with a worried face.

The old man is very old. He should be 60 or 70 years old, but he is well maintained, so his body looks strong.

But Rao is so. Faced with such an old man, Jingning can't bear to blame any more. After all, she can only blame her father. She can't blame the old lady for letting an old man and her child go out alone.

As soon as she put Ann down, the child ran to the old man enthusiastically.

"Great grandma!"

"Ah."

The old man hugged her with joy, then straightened up and looked at Jingning, with a big smile on his face.

"Girl, it's you who helped me find An'an again. It seems that we are really predestined!"

Jingning reluctantly smile, "nothing, just a little effort."

"Well, it's just a little work for you, but it's a great help to me! Look, I have nothing to thank you for. Why don't you do that? If you're free later, can I invite you to dinner

Jingning subconsciously refused, "no, I have something else in the afternoon..."

"Aunt Ning Ning, you can have dinner with us. I want to have dinner with you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was intercepted by a small steamed bun.

She took Jingning's hand, gently shaking, shaking, shaking, tilting her small head, with a pair of big black eyes looking at her, poor look, no matter who can not refuse.

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