When Naonnao woke up, there was a little face beside him. She was lying on the edge of the bed and blinking at him. She was holding a milk bottle in her arms and drinking milk slowly.
He rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed. "Jingjing, why are you here?"
Jingjing was wearing cute pink bunny pajamas. Holding the milk bottle, she said calmly, "Mommy and Daddy left me with your mommy."
Her voice was very sweet and cute. Naonnao saw her staring at him without blinking and frowned. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
When he spoke, he unconsciously showed his dimples. Jingjing raised her finger and poked his face curiously. "What's this?"
A soft finger with a milky fragrance poked Nao Nao's face. Nao Nao subconsciously touched her own face. "Dimples, don't you know?"
Jingjing shook her head. Her eyes were full of slyness. "I'm not talking about dimples. I'm talking about … Erm, you drool when you sleep."
Naonnao was stunned at first. Then he twitched his lips and gave Jingjing a look of disdain. "I don't drool when I sleep."
"Really? But the pillow … "
Jingjing blinked. Her little finger poked the edge of the pillow silently. There was obviously a watery stain in the middle.
Looking at the saliva stain on the pillow, Naonnao's mouth twitched. He held his forehead helplessly. If he told Jingjing that the saliva was his mother's, she probably wouldn't believe him.
Just as he was feeling awkward, the doorbell rang and broke the awkward situation. Without thinking, Naonnao rolled out of bed and rushed to the living room barefooted.
"Who is it?"
He couldn't reach the peephole, so he could only shout through the door. "Room service."
Naonnao glanced in the direction of the bathroom. The sound of running water indicated that his mother was washing up inside.
He pondered for two seconds, and after making sure that no one would pretend to be room service and rob him in broad daylight, he opened the door.
There was indeed room service at the door. There were all kinds of breakfast dishes on the dining car. The young man was wearing a white chef's uniform. However, other than the dining car, there was another person standing at the door, staring at Naonnao.
Naonnao frowned as he stared at the man at the door. Soon, he found a trace of familiarity in his cold and threatening eyes. It was similar to the description in the information given by Gu Min. Although he already knew about his background, Naonnao still asked symbolically to avoid unnecessary trouble. "Who are you?"
Ling Han frowned and stared at the little radish who was slightly taller than his knees. He asked, "You're Gu Huanyan's son? How old are you? "
Naonnao's frown deepened. He stared at Ling Han and asked, "Five years old. Do you have a problem with that?"
He looked at Ling Han with a shrewdness and vigilance that people his age did not have. There was a bit of resistance that belonged to adults, and he did not hide his contempt for him.
These complicated expressions were definitely not something that a five-year-old child should have.
Ling Han's expression changed slightly. This child?
Was he really only five years old?
"Naonnao, I'm hungry." A sweet and cute voice came from the room.
Naonnao's eyes immediately retracted, and he returned to the innocent and innocent look of a child. He turned around and walked slowly to the table. "What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."
"Sandwiches."
The chef who delivered the food quickly left under Ling Han's signal. Ling Han was about to enter the room when a voice suddenly came from the table. "Stand there and don't move. My mommy said not to let strangers be with her."
Ling Han stood at the door with his arms crossed. He glared at Naonnao and then pointed at the little girl beside him. "Jingjing knows me, so I'm not a stranger."
Hearing this, Naonnao looked at Jingjing. The little girl, who was eating sandwiches, tilted her head and looked in the direction of the door. She tried hard to swallow the sandwich in her mouth and then took a big sip of her milk bottle. She said seriously, "My daddy said that Uncle Ling is not a good person."
Naonnao's expression became more and more complicated. He glanced at Ling Han and looked vigilant, as if he was going to call the police if he dared to come in.
Ye Huanyan walked out of the bathroom. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled breakfast sandwiches. She asked as she walked, "Naonnao, did you order breakfast yourself?"
Naonnao shook his head in front of the table. "I didn't order it."
"Then who did?" Ye Huanyan picked up a piece of bread, took a bite, and put it back in the bamboo basket.
Jingjing sucked on her milk and said vaguely, "I think it was Uncle Ling Han who ordered it."
Ye Huanyan's heart skipped a beat. She turned around instinctively and only saw the closed door.
"Ling Han was here? Where is he? "
Naonnao looked innocent. "He left after delivering breakfast."
Ye Huanyan looked at Jingjing again. The girl also nodded heavily.
At this moment, in the suite diagonally across the room, a certain someone was sitting on the sofa and feeling very depressed.
He was almost 40 years old, but this was the first time he had been angered to the point of depression by two brats.
It was one thing to be locked out by the two brats, but god knew when that brat Naonnao had pressed the alarm when he wasn't paying attention. Two burly hotel security guards came upstairs and checked his credentials thoroughly.
The doorbell rang, and he went to open the door unhappily.
Gu Huanyan was still pressing the doorbell. She was obviously shocked by his rude way of opening the door.
"What are you doing here?" Seeing that it was her, Ling Han's expression softened.
Ye Huanyan was stunned for a few seconds and explained, "I am here to thank you for the breakfast."
Ling Han moved aside to let her in. He calmed down a little and explained as he walked, "It's nothing. I am sorry for suddenly flaring up at you last night. Take the breakfast as an apology. We still need to work together in the future. Sit, what do you want to drink?"
"Coffee is fine."
Gu Huanyan smoothed out her dress and sat down on the sofa.
The layout of Ling Han's suite was similar to hers. It was just that it looked neater.
The reason why it was neater was because there was a devil in her room. Since the first night he stayed with her, he had turned the entire room upside down, saying that he wanted to see if there were any surveillance cameras installed in the hotel.
She knew that her son's IQ was higher than that of ordinary people. She also let him do whatever he wanted. The main reason was that she felt guilty about the car accident that year. Therefore, she had always felt sorry for the defects in his personality. In terms of teaching, she had always spoiled him.
Naonnao had never had a good impression of his biological father. From the way he talked about Ling Han, Ye Huanyan had a feeling that her son knew something. So she guessed that perhaps Ling Han had been bullied by his father.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask, "Well, why didn't you wait for me to come out? The two kids didn't do anything, right? "
Hearing this, Ling Han paused in his action of pouring the coffee. When he turned around, he had already returned to normal. "Nothing. Your son is quite special."
"Special?" Ye Huanyan's face tightened. "That doesn't seem to be a good evaluation."
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