Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

The phone only rang twice, and the phone was answered over there. Jun Tingmo seemed to be working.

Luo Qingqian fell on the bed, resting her head on her hands: "Ah Ting, the president of Moyun Feng'an Company on the Internet, is that you?"

Luo Qingqian still intends to get straight to the point, so it's better to ask clearly.

Hearing this, Jun Tingmo raised his head slowly, looked at her with dark eyes, and parted his thin lips lightly: "Yes."

"Then...can I request to cancel it?" Luo Qingqian bit her lip and said.

"Why?" Jun Tingmo asked suspiciously.

Luo Qing pouted slightly: "We are so high-profile, I am not used to it."

"Besides, it is enough for us to have a little happiness. Do we have to be blessed by people all over the world? Actually, it is already very good for you to like me, so I don't ask other people to accept this matter, because I It has been a pleasure to be with you.”

"I'm also very happy." Jun Tingmo's eyes flashed with joy, and he didn't mind Luo Qingqian's discovery at all.

Luo Qing covered her mouth and smiled lightly, while Jun Ting's ears were slightly red, and he said viciously: "If you laugh again, I'll kiss you."

"Are you going to crawl along the network cable and kiss me?" I don't know if Luo Qingqian knew that Jun Tingmo couldn't do it, so she wanted to deliberately tease him.

Jun Tingmo's gaze darkened as expected.

Luo Qingqian blushed and changed the subject: "By the way, I have already sent you the medicine, remember to take the medicine well, you know?"

"Okay, you have to take good care of yourself. I've already told Lu Minghui that she won't arrange jobs for you at will, but let you slowly become an international model."

Jun Tingmo exhorted in a low voice, and Luo Qing gave a few words of kindness before hanging up the phone.

As soon as the phone was hung up, the smile on Jun Tingmo's face disappeared instantly, and he called Jun Linfeng directly: "You are limited to appear within 15 minutes."

Jun Linfeng stared blankly at the phone that had been hung up, with a dazed expression on his face, at this moment an arm came up from the side: "It's so early, where are you going?"

"Go to bed first, I'll go to my brother's place."

Jun Linfeng touched his nose, then quickly got up and rushed to the imperial palace.

These few days, because the little bun has returned to the imperial palace, Jun Tingmo basically handles all the work at home, even though the company is already very busy.

He didn't show up either. In his heart, family has always been important.

However, because he is extremely efficient and the company has Tan Ke to help out, there is nothing wrong with him for a while.

The employees of Mo Yunfeng'an Company are used to the situation where the president disappears from time to time.

When Jun Linfeng arrived at the imperial palace, he happened to see Jun Tingmo feeding the little bun, and he sat down beside him, laughing.

"Little Baozi, I haven't seen my second uncle for a long time, do you miss me?"

At the same time, Yun Gu served Jun Linfeng a breakfast very habitually.

It was not the first time that Jun Linfeng had come to the Imperial Palace for breakfast. On the contrary, he had come here almost every day before, and sometimes he didn't go back.

So Yun Gu knew Jun Linfeng's habits very well, and prepared him a breakfast that he liked.

The little bun over here shook his head when he heard his second uncle's words: "I don't want to."

"What, you don't want to?" Jun Linfeng almost burst into tears: "Where did that little baby who loved my second uncle go?"

"I'm so sad, forget it, don't eat, what else is there to eat, even the little bun doesn't like me anymore."