Chapter 1593 Little God Stick

"Li Ershao is so fancy, I don't want to go on a blind date with him. It was forced by my grandpa." The grandfather in Shen Niyun's mouth was Shen Zhen.

However, Miss Shen said that she didn't want to go on a blind date, but couldn't help asking: "You haven't told me yet, what does he like? The first time I met, as a Miss Shen, I couldn't be rude."

Ruan Mengmeng heard a headache here.

Although Shen Yunyun said that she didn't like it, she didn't care, but her performance was obviously like and caring.

If it's really not to be rude, just go to a luxury store and buy a small gift.

Suddenly, Ruan Mengmeng seemed to understand what happened when Ling Xi left.

She saw early on that the interaction between Lingxi and Li Junting was special, and now that Li Junting is going to date with Shen Niyun tomorrow night.

As the dark guard behind Li Junyu, she must have known it?

"Nieyun ..." Ruan Mengmeng thought for a while and couldn't help saying, "If you don't like Li Junting, you'd better not go tomorrow."

The person Li Junting likes should be Ling Xi.

Ruan Mengmeng likes Lingxi very much and can't bear to break them up.

Although Shen Neiyun is proud, in fact Ruan Mengmeng has treated her as a friend.

Li Junting's heart was absent from Shen Niyun. If this girl had deep muddy feet, it would be her only to be injured in the end.

"I didn't want to go." Shen Niyun said with a chin on the other side of the phone. "But you also heard it. This was arranged by my grandpa. I can't get rid of it ... well, it's so late, Please tell me what to send. I will wash the mask and go to bed early to get some sleep. "

It sounds like Shen Niyun is really trapped.

Helpless, Ruan Mengmeng can only say something casually.

How could she know what Li Peacock likes? Did she let Shen Niyun send a peacock model?

Hanging up the phone, she rubbed her temples, slightly tired.

Not tired, but tired.

Ruan Mengmeng sighed and prepared to return to the room.

Who knew that when he turned around, he saw the little boy who was supposed to be sleeping in the bed standing at the door of the bedroom, and stared at her with those blue pupils as deep as the sea.

"Ozawa, why are you up?" Ruan Mengmeng saw the little boy's feet still bare, stepped on the floor, and quickly went up to hug him.

But the hand had not touched him, and the child's autism suddenly sounded.

His hands stopped in front of the boy.

"Hi ... Huan ... Car ..." The boy standing by the door suddenly spoke.

He spoke hard, but his voice was unexpectedly clearer.

Ruan Mengmeng said for a moment: "What? What do you like?"

Little boy: "Two ... cousin ... hi, like ... car."

"You mean, Li Junting likes cars?" Ruan Mengmeng's eyes widened, and she even showed some joy.

She hadn't expected that Xiao Yueze would even say a word.

Even when he spoke, it was intermittent and not very coherent.

Ruan Mengmeng just checked on the Internet on her mobile phone just now. Most of the autistic children don't like to talk and there will be social obstacles.

"Um." Xiao Yueze nodded, and the pretty Lan Tong stared at Ruan Mengmeng's face.

The boy's eyes were deep, and after staring at Ruan Mengmeng for a few seconds, he slowly said, "Table ... 嫂 ... accompany ... sleep ..."

Ruan Mengmeng is even more confused now: "Ha?"

The almost expressionless little boy stretched his blue eyes and looked down at Ruan Mengmeng's flat belly: "little ... nephew ... accompany ... I sleep ..."

By this time, Ruan Mengmeng finally understood the meaning of Xiao Yueze.

She was surprised at the child's acceptance of herself.

But even more surprised ... the little nephew?

Is this child like Tang Xinluo, a cute little kid, who met in country M?

[Continue to write, and later] (It's a little nephew, not a little cousin. The first version is wrong, just refresh it.)

(End of this chapter)