Chapter 5 Linger wants to eat with her uncle

Hey, their eldest son has been acting like a little old man all day long. When did his face show such a childish look!

Jun Tingsheng also noticed his movements and coughed slightly in embarrassment: "Liang Yi, Baozi."

Naturally, Liang Yi did not dare to openly laugh at the prince, so he handed it over quickly, but kept slandering in his heart.

Seeing the buns, Song Baoling's eyes lit up.

Jun Tingsheng quickly put her next to the small table and motioned for her to get the buns to eat.

However, Song Baoling did not hold ten buns in one breath like before, but gently pushed the basket in front of Jun Tingsheng.

"Little uncle eats it."

Jun Tingsheng was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"why?"

Song Baoling swallowed her saliva and looked at Jun Tingsheng blinking innocently, but couldn't explain why.

She only remembered that in the garden before, those fairy sisters said that if you receive favors from others, you must repay them.

But she is only a four-year-old child now. The words circled around the tip of her tongue but she couldn't hold them back. Her little face was so anxious that it turned into a bun.

Seeing Jun Tingsheng's half-smiling expression, Song Baoling simply stretched out his hand and explained everything with his actions.

"Uncle, give me a hug!"

Jun Tingsheng smiled and stretched out his hand, and the soft little dumpling clung to him like a cat, nestling peacefully in his arms.

"Linger wants to eat with my uncle!"

There was a softness in Jun Tingsheng's eyes and he nodded gently.

"good."

The two of them finished eating a drawer of steamed buns together in harmony, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Jun Tingsheng hugged the curious Song Baoling and went out to check. He saw a gentle and generous girl standing in front of the door, bending down and talking to the old lady.

The old lady's eyes were full of joy. She swept away the gloom just now and patted the back of the girl's hand.

"I really didn't expect that Wan'er has grown so big."

Jing Waner smiled shyly, but still said this to the old lady. She couldn't help but glance towards Jun Tingsheng: "Wan'er paid a sudden visit and bothered my aunt."

"Where is this?"

The old lady was having a headache because of her grandchildren. How could she not like such a well-behaved girl? She immediately called for someone to arrange a room for her.

Jing Waner couldn't refuse, so she had no choice but to stay overnight.

Her family was in dire straits, so she had no choice but to shamelessly visit her distant aunt to borrow some money. She didn't expect to receive such warm hospitality.

Wan'er sat obediently in the living room, her fingers constantly twisting the handkerchief showing her master's nervousness.

As a foreigner, Jun Tingsheng originally wanted to avoid her, but Song Lingbao was particularly interested in Jing Wan'er. He tugged at his uncle to signal him to put him down, and ran over on his short legs.

"Sister, hands."

Jing Waner looked at the little guy curiously and handed over her hand obediently.

Song Baoling held Jing Waner's slender fingers and frowned slightly.

"Sister, don't cross the bridge."

Jing Waner was confused when she was told that, and looked at Jun Tingsheng as if asking for help.

Jun Tingsheng's face darkened, and he suddenly thought of Song Lianmu's face that was disfigured by a glass mirror.

Is it possible that this little girl is really straight-talking and has some aura?

He thought for a while and said coldly: "Ling'er is probably worried that you will fall into the water when you cross the bridge. The words of the little baby are particularly effective. Miss, it's better to be careful."

Being reminded by such a handsome young man, Jing Waner, a boudoir girl, immediately blushed with embarrassment and nodded in agreement.

Uncharacteristically, Song Baoling climbed onto Jing Waner's lap and rubbed her body with his cheek.

This sister also has a pure spiritual energy, which smells much better than those of her brothers and sisters.

I don't know if it was because of those black gases that she breathed in too much. No matter how much she ate the buns, Song Baoling felt empty in her stomach. She only felt better when she ate her little uncle.

Now that there is another sister whom she has a good reputation with, Song Baoling naturally wants to get close to her.

This move made Jun Tingsheng feel inexplicably disgusted.

I thought this little girl was only friendly with him, but I didn't expect that she would find a new home so quickly.

He grinded his teeth and said calmly: "How many days do you plan to stay, Miss Jing, when you come here?"

Jing Waner was shocked and quickly replied: "I'm just here to borrow some money and I'll be leaving tomorrow."

fine.

Jun Tingsheng nodded, and his tone became a little kinder: "Miss Jing, there is no need to be so polite, I'm just borrowing her room."

Jing Waner's eyes lit up, and she smiled tentatively and said, "Young master is so young, I didn't expect to have such a lovely daughter. I believe your wife is here with you, right?"

Jun Tingsheng has a deep expression and looks much older than his peers. It is common for him to be misunderstood.

He shook his head: "Ling'er is the young lady of Xuanping Hou Mansion, my niece."

The smile on Jing Waner's face could hardly be concealed.

She hugged Song Baoling tighter and whispered: "Ling'er is indeed cute, no wonder you keep holding her."

The two of them were chatting casually, when a pink figure suddenly broke in.

Song Baozhu walked in the door without any manners and immediately saw Jing Waner chatting happily with Jun Tingsheng.

Looking at the friendly-looking Jun Tingsheng, Song Baozhu immediately felt itchy with hatred.

How come this foxy son, the Prince of Chengyang, is so kind to her!

Thinking of the benefits of becoming the Crown Princess that Mrs. Li had been mumbling in her ears all day, Song Baozhu became even more angry and walked over angrily.

"Who are you and why are you in my home?"

Jing Waner was startled and quickly stood up and saluted: "Hello, Miss, my surname is Jing, my maiden name is Waner, I am here..."

"Who cares what your name is? The seat you just sat in is mine. Get up!"

Jing Waner was originally a gentle person, so she was so frightened that she stood up immediately.

Song Baoling jumped out of her arms sensibly so as not to crush this frail young lady.

Jun Tingsheng frowned, waved to Song Baoling, and wanted to leave with the little girl.

But Song Baozhu remembered the words her mother taught her, grabbed Song Baoling's little arm, and showed a sneer: "Sister Ling'er, I was not strict with my brothers and sisters before, and you were a little frightened. Sister, can I apologize to you?"

good."

Although Song Baoling was confused, she remembered Song Baozhu's ferocious face when he buried her, and immediately shook her head hard.

Song Baozhu didn't expect this little girl to be so disrespectful, and her face suddenly sank.

Song Baoling felt an unpleasant black gas coming over her, making her eyes go black.

Although Jing Waner on the side did not want to offend the Song family, she saw that Song Baoling's little face lost all color in an instant, so she subconsciously reached out and pulled her behind her.

This time, Song Baozhu was angered. She raised her palm and slapped Jing Waner hard on the face.

"none of your business!"

Jing Waner took a staggering step and bumped into the sharp corner of the table.

When Song Baoling was dazed, he saw the young lady falling down and quickly tried to support Jing Waner's body with her hands.

But how could her small body support an almost grown girl? Her tender waist was severely knocked, and she finally fainted.

"Ling'er!"
Chapter completed!