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399 Two Tigers Competing for Food
The door opened, Yang Pan'er pouted and stood at the door like a little grown-up, Chu Ling stood behind her, holding back her smile until her pretty face flushed, seeing Yang Ling standing in front of the door, she was very busy , said softly: "The servant has seen the master."
Yang Ling waved his hands uneasily, knelt down and held Yang Pan'er's little hand, put on the most amiable smile, and said guiltily: "Pan'er wakes up so early, how about letting Daddy hug her?"
Yang Pan'er is too young, her appearance is not fully developed, and she still can't see the appearance of a beauty, but she is smart, innocent and cute. The morning sun shines on her body, and the skin that is directly exposed to the sun is tender and crystal clear.
The little guy is wearing two upturned braids, tied with red wreath tassels, wearing a pink brocade shirt, a pair of velvet tiger-head children's shoes on his feet, and holding a rattle in his hand. .
She looked at Yang Ling strangely, as if wondering why he appeared in the mother's room. Yang Ling showed the most amiable appearance, but Yang Pan'er still broke away from his hand, and went around without showing any face. Ma Lian'er's hair was disheveled, she was only wearing the soft clothes of Neiyuan, she flashed out from behind the screen with a smile on her face.
This is the inner garden of the boudoir, and even the guards are not allowed to enter it. Except for Miss Yang, the one who knocks on the door is naturally a woman from the inner house, so there is no need to pay special attention to the clothes. Ma Lian'er bent down, smiled and embraced her daughter, and hugged her up.
Straightening her back, Lian'er couldn't help but "Ouch", her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and Yang Ling's heart skipped a beat when she saw it.
"My waist is so sore, I don't know how to feel pity for this enemy," Ma Lian'er thought angrily, gave him a reproachful look, and said to Chu Ling, who seemed to be fine, "Go ahead, Oh, by the way, have breakfast brought to the room, and we'll eat here."
"Yes, miss," Chu Ling hurriedly responded.
"Pan'er, why do you wake up so early and sleep soundly? You are not being naughty with your aunt." Lian'er kissed her daughter's little cheek, while asking, she sat down at the table and put her on her lap.
Yang Ling also came over and sat down beside her, the amiable smile on his face remained unchanged.
"Pan'er is good, she slept soundly," Yang Pan'er replied in a childlike voice, pouting her mouth and kissing Lian'er on the cheek. Yang Ling's eyes were hot, and he hurriedly smiled and said, "Pan'er is good, can I kiss Daddy?"
Yang Pan'er glanced at him, raised his chin proudly, and said to his mother, "Pan'er wants to catch butterflies."
"Pan'er, that's Daddy, why don't you call him? You're so naughty, I want to catch butterflies, and I'll wait until I have breakfast".
"After breakfast, Dad will accompany you to catch it!" Yang Ling immediately volunteered, his chest thumping.
"No! Mother will accompany you, aunt will accompany you!"
Ma Lian'er held back her smile and said to Yang Ling: "Don't worry, Pan'er has never seen you as a father since she was so old. I just saw you yesterday. I want her to get close to you today? Take it easy. up".
Yang Ling sighed softly, nodded, and said, "Well, I know, I'm the one who's sorry for you two, Pan'er, you've been taking care of this child all the time, I'm a father, and I can't do it all. Responsibility."
After breakfast, the family came to the back garden. Ma's garden is small and exquisite, but due to the reasonable layout, small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, especially the whitewashed walls covered by bamboo and green radishes, the originally small courtyard looks winding and elegant.
There is a small flower garden under the red pavilion, where various flowers and plants are blooming. Ma Lian'er, Chu Ling, and a few maidservants accompanied the little girl to beat butterflies, which made her very happy. Yang Ling stood with his hands behind his back, watching Lian'er and his daughter looked happy, and the warm feeling of a happy family filled his chest.
Suddenly, a colorful butterfly landed on a bowl-sized camellia beside him. Yang Ling quietly walked two steps closer, grabbed the butterfly in his hand, and waved happily : "Pan'er, Pan'er!"
Pan'er turned her head and looked at him with wide eyes. Yang Ling smiled happily and opened her hand a little to let the butterfly flutter in her palm. Pan'er's eyes lit up and she ran over excitedly. Taking a step forward, Pan'er blushed, and excitedly went to snatch the butterfly from his hand. Yang Ling smiled and said, "Call Daddy first, and I'll give it to you when I call Daddy."
Pan'er frowned, looked at the beautiful butterfly fluttering in Yang Ling's hand, then looked at Yang Ling, thought about it seriously, and finally thought that this deal was a good deal, so she called out childishly: "Daddy!" ".
? Yang Ling is very happy, hurry up and present BaoerThe son said rudely: "It's not a quarrel, this guy robbed my woman."
Qian Ning sneered: "Why do you say it's your woman? What's the evidence?"
Yang Ling kept his eyes fixed, and then smiled wryly: "Youyou, are you here for the beauties? I'm so pissed off. There are so many beauties on the Qinhuai River, so you have to fight for that one? Even if you look Come on, there has to be someone who comes first, right? Master Qian is the guest of honor today, so you, Master Jiang, come back early tomorrow to beat him."
After Yang Ling finished speaking, he wanted to laugh. The two clients were fighting for the top spot. Although what he said was true, it always sounded a little weird. Unexpectedly, Jiang Bin's eyes widened, and he slammed the table angrily: "My lord, it's rare for a ghost to rob a girl with him. He robbed my woman, my little concubine Wang Mantang!"
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