"What are you calling me?" Nie Wuming turned his head, but his bright eyes were filled with a terrifying haze.

"This... Ling Miao..." The man was frightened by Nie Wuming's eyes. He had never seen such a terrible look. Even the beast in the zoo... was not even one ten thousand.

"Wuming, don't make a fuss." Ling Miao looked at Nie Wuming with a little dissatisfaction.

"Is that so, I'm disturbing you."

Nie Wuming turned around and left, but the door of the study was shaken to a crack.

Ling Miao did not make any sound in this situation, as if he was thinking about something.

...

When he returned to the living room, Nie Wuming carried the bag on his body and acted as if he was about to leave.

But when I arrived at the door, I returned and threw my travel bag on the sofa, and sat on the sofa.

"Little bastard, what are you doing? Why are you making such a big deal?"

Soon, Aunt Ling brought the food to the dining table and asked Nie Wuming.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little hungry. Lao Ling, you haven't served food for so long, and you want to starve me to death." Nie Wuming said to Aunt Ling.

"Look at you, you have been impatient for so many years... and asked your aunt and the others to come out for dinner." Aunt Ling took off her apron.

"Okay." Nie Wuming stood up, walked to the study room, kicked the door open: "Eat."

After saying that, Nie Wuming turned around and left.

"Ling Miao, is your nephew...what is wrong with me? Why do I feel something is wrong?" the man looked at Ling Miao and asked.

Ling Miao smiled slightly and shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you."

After saying that, Ling Miao stood up, arranged the books on the desk neatly, walked side by side with the man, and walked towards the restaurant.

Seeing this, the man took the opportunity to hold Ling Miao's right hand, but Ling Miao was instantly avoided.

"Aren't they all my people sooner or later..." the man smiled in his heart.

At the dining table, Aunt Ling sat in the main seat, while Nie Wuming sat next to the man.

"Aunt Ling, thank you for your hard work, I have made you so much trouble making a table of delicious food." The man smiled at Aunt Ling very politely.

"No matter where, it's not a problem, you can eat more." Aunt Ling smiled.

"Little rabbit, this is a hare." Aunt Ling immediately picked up a piece of rabbit meat and put it in Nie Wuming's bowl.

"If you don't eat, rabbit and I are friends." Nie Wuming said lightly.

Aunt Ling: “…”

"Then eat this, wild boar meat." Aunt Ling said.

"If you don't eat it, my wild boar and I are brothers." Nie Wuming said.

"Your nephew is fine, right?" the man approached Ling Miao and asked in a low voice.

Ling Miao: "..."

"Li Chun, how are your parents?" Aunt Ling asked the man.

"Thank you for your relationship with Aunt Ling. My parents are very good. You also know that I have too many companies and my father needs to come forward in person... My father said that he will definitely visit him in person when he has time." Li Chun smiled.

"Aunt Ling, it's a bit hot, turn the air conditioner down." Suddenly, Nie Wuming, who had not spoken, said.

Before Aunt Ling could speak, Li Chun said, "I think the temperature is just right."

"Are you hot?" Nie Wuming looked at Ling Miao.

"There are some." Ling Miao said.

"Well, break up, you are not suitable." Nie Wuming said.

"What?!"

As Nie Wuming finished speaking, Aunt Ling and Li Chun were both stunned.

"Where is not suitable?" Li Chun said.

"The temperature is not consistent." Nie Wuming said.

"Haha, nephew, you are really good at joking." Li Chun said.
Chapter completed!