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4Ling Jing was shocked by his fleeting knowledge. Once upon a time, he actually wanted her to like him more?    0

    

Was it because there had never been a person who could like her so purely? That's why you want more?    

    

Just as he was astonished by his own thoughts, he heard that young and tender voice, "Mr Ling, who is this auntie? "So beautiful!"    

    

Jun Yuexi asked as she pointed to a pair of photographs hanging on the wall with intricate patterns on the border.    

    

The photo was very large, almost like a poster. It depicted a woman sitting modestly on a white chair, wearing an elegant dress, her long black hair hanging down over her shoulders, making her skin more and more fair. Her delicate facial features had a hint of a westerner.    

    

Ling Jing raised his dark eyes and looked at the woman in the photo. In his childhood, apart from the house full of cold toys, there was only this woman's photograph.    

    

And this woman, at least, he should call — "Mother, she's my mother." He answered lightly.    

    

After the little guy heard this, he looked as if he had suddenly realized something. No wonder the aunt in this photo looked a little like Mr Ling. Other people also said that she looked like daddy's mommy.    

    

In the little guy's heart, children should be like parents.    

    

"Mr Ling, you're more like your mommy than Uncle Ling." The 'Uncle Ling' she was referring to was naturally Ling Pengtian.    

    

Jun Yuexi said this without thinking, but Ling Jing heard it with intent. His body suddenly stiffened, and even his breathing stopped in an instant.    

    

His handsome face was pale and devoid of blood. His dark eyes were fixed on the woman in the photo, almost as if he were standing in the middle of a fossil.    

    

Time passed by, minute by minute. He didn't know how much time had passed until he felt something grab his hand.    

    

It was a soft, warm touch... It was Jun Yuexi's hand!    

    

His breathing seemed to have returned to normal at this moment. He lowered his eyes and looked at her small hands. At this moment, he was tightly holding her hand, and there was an obvious look of worry on his face.    

    

Was she worried about him?    

    

He suddenly smiled, lifted his hand to stroke her forehead, and whispered to her, "Yes, I don't look like my father."    

    

The little guy blinked his eyes. He didn't know why, but even though Mr Ling was clearly smiling, she felt like he was about to cry.    

    

The little guy didn't think too much and suddenly raised both of his hands — this was a typical posture of begging for a hug!    

    

He was very familiar with her posture.    

    

Ling Jing bent down and picked up Jun Yuexi. The little guy's arms naturally wrapped around his neck. Only this time, she didn't hug him tightly like she usually did. Instead, she giggled at him while spouting a bunch of nonsense. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his head.    

    

Her little hand, unceasingly with her hair, said with a voice as soft as glutinous rice, "Mr Ling, don't cry, even if you don't look like daddy, it doesn't matter! Xi likes Mr Ling. Even if Mr Ling doesn't look like your dad's mother at all, Xi also likes him. "    

    

His face was buried in her small chest, surrounded by her breath.    

    

This was her consolation, and he, at this moment, was enjoying it.    

    

— —    

    

The day of the full moon approached day by day. In the past, Lili had been depressed every time she approached the full moon, because it meant she was in pain at night.    

    

But this time, she was expecting the arrival of a full moon. Because on that day, she would know whether Mr Ling was her Predestine or not.    

    

And she really hoped that Mr Ling would be her Predestine.    

    

"Mommy, can I really sleep with Mr Ling on the night of the full moon?" Baby Jun asked her mother again with worry. Although Xiao Ran also had her own room, she would always sleep with her great-aunt on the night of the full moon.    

    

"It should be possible." Xia Huanhuan's current mood was extremely complicated. After all, because he was still unsure if Ling Jing was his daughter's Predestine, naturally, he had not told Ling Family this kind of secret.    

    

On one hand, she needed to find an excuse so that her daughter could openly share a room with Ling Jing on a full moon in order to find out if the other party was really Predestine. On the other hand, if Ling Jing was really Predestine, then her daughter wanted to sleep in the same bed as a young man. And not just one day, but every month after that.    

    

Although his daughter was only seven years old now, the problem was how to wait for her to grow up? At that time, if he were to make a mistake or something … Xia Huanhuan felt a headache just thinking about it.    

    

Xiaorong had once said that Jun Zichen and her had gone out of their way on a full moon night and had done everything that should be done and should not have been done.    

    

But would she need to stipulate that on a full moon night, only her daughter and Ling Family would be allowed to sit on the sofa and chat hand in hand? If that was the case, it would be a bit inappropriate.    

    

When Xia Huanhuan told Jun Ziyan about her worries, he didn't feel troubled at all.    

    

"If Ling Jing is really Xi's Predestine, then we will be together sooner or later. If Xi wants Ling Jing, then she can ask for it. But if she doesn't want it, then with her personality, she won't let Ling Jing take any advantage of her."    

    

Overall, Jun Ziyan quite understood his daughter's personality. Furthermore, based on the way Jun's and the Predestine interacted, it was usually the Jun's who fell in love with the Predestine. But in the Predestine, only a portion of them would fall in love with the Jun's.    

    

No matter how Xia Huanhuan listened to him, she felt that her daughter was like a tyrant that had forced herself on!    

    

However, her husband was usually more accurate than her, so she couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure Xi won't lose out?"    

    

"Nope." Jun Ziyan said, "Besides, you and I have been sleeping together since we were six years old." In other words, when his daughter was seven years old and sleeping with a teenager, he didn't think it was too early at all.    

    

Xia Huanhuan's face suddenly turned red, and along with what she said, she thought back to the time she slept with him.    

    

"At that time … Which one! " she muttered. At that time, both of them were six years old. There were many things that they didn't understand.