Chapter 939
Who lost a little monk?
Chapter 939 Who lost a little monk?
She had seen Jiang Lai's photos, so she naturally remembered Jiang Lai's appearance.
Therefore, after seeing Jiang Lai, she turned her head and ran towards the gate of the VIP terminal without thinking about looking for her father.
The place where Lu Shiyan was standing was exactly opposite to the direction of the gate, so he didn't notice that his daughter had already run out.
At this moment, Lu Yanbai held Jiang Lai's jeans tightly with her small hands, and called her over and over again stubbornly, "Mom! Mom!"
After Jiang Lai memorized the inspiration, he stopped the pen in his hand, looked down at the little bald head hugging his thigh, and smiled slightly, "Little guy, you misidentified someone, I'm not your mother."
Lu Yanbai raised his head, his black eyes stared at her without blinking.
She puffed out her chubby cheeks, and hugged her little arm harder, as if she was afraid that she would run away.
At the same time, she spoke swearingly, with a touch of accusation in her immature voice, "You are my mother! You are my mother! Mom, why haven't you come to see me in the temple? Do you like Yanbai?"
in the temple?
Jiang Lai was a little helpless and also had a headache. She met the little guy's eyes, pursed her lips, and explained patiently, "I'm really not your mother. Which temple are you from? How about this, I'll help you Contact the staff at the airport to see if anyone has lost a little monk?"
Listening to her words, Lu Yanbai twitched his mouth, and his eyes soon turned red.
The little guy seemed to have suffered some great grievance, and even had a little trill in his voice, "Mom, I'm Yanbai, why don't you know me?"
"What white?" Jiang Lai didn't hear clearly, but the little bald head in front of him looked only three or four years old, and was wearing a monk's robe. He was probably a young monk who followed his master down the mountain for alms.
It's just why she was alone, and why she clung to him, Jiang Lai still couldn't figure it out.
Probably, maybe it's because I really have a popular face, which is somewhat similar to her mother.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lai coughed lightly, and said again, "That...Little Master Xiaobai, which temple did you come from?"
Lu Yanbai didn't say anything immediately, but just looked at her with a pair of big black and white eyes.
The four eyes met, and it was a bit awkward.
After a few seconds, Jiang Lai moved his lips, and was about to continue asking questions, but the little guy stared at her eagerly, with a pitiful tone in his tone, "Mom, you really don't know who I am?" Where did it come from?"
This little thing is really too persistent.
Jiang Lai glanced around and found that many passers-by were looking at them.
There is no way, this little bald head's clothes are too recognizable, and this little monk's robe is also quite individual, it's hard not to attract attention.
After thinking about it, Jiang Lai changed his method and asked in a gentle tone, "Little guy, why are you at the airport? Who are you here with?"
"Come with Dad!" Lu Yanbai answered her question very seriously, but still held on to her jeans tightly, not letting go.
Turning her big eyes, she suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Mom, come with me to see Dad!"
As she spoke, she hugged Jiang Lai's leg and dragged it towards the VIP room.
Jiang Lai really had nothing to do with her, but looking at her pink and lovely young lady, he couldn't help feeling a little soft and loving in his heart.
After thinking for a few seconds, she thought of a compromise, "Little guy, do you know your father's mobile phone number? How about I call him and ask him to come pick you up?"
(End of this chapter)
She had seen Jiang Lai's photos, so she naturally remembered Jiang Lai's appearance.
Therefore, after seeing Jiang Lai, she turned her head and ran towards the gate of the VIP terminal without thinking about looking for her father.
The place where Lu Shiyan was standing was exactly opposite to the direction of the gate, so he didn't notice that his daughter had already run out.
At this moment, Lu Yanbai held Jiang Lai's jeans tightly with her small hands, and called her over and over again stubbornly, "Mom! Mom!"
After Jiang Lai memorized the inspiration, he stopped the pen in his hand, looked down at the little bald head hugging his thigh, and smiled slightly, "Little guy, you misidentified someone, I'm not your mother."
Lu Yanbai raised his head, his black eyes stared at her without blinking.
She puffed out her chubby cheeks, and hugged her little arm harder, as if she was afraid that she would run away.
At the same time, she spoke swearingly, with a touch of accusation in her immature voice, "You are my mother! You are my mother! Mom, why haven't you come to see me in the temple? Do you like Yanbai?"
in the temple?
Jiang Lai was a little helpless and also had a headache. She met the little guy's eyes, pursed her lips, and explained patiently, "I'm really not your mother. Which temple are you from? How about this, I'll help you Contact the staff at the airport to see if anyone has lost a little monk?"
Listening to her words, Lu Yanbai twitched his mouth, and his eyes soon turned red.
The little guy seemed to have suffered some great grievance, and even had a little trill in his voice, "Mom, I'm Yanbai, why don't you know me?"
"What white?" Jiang Lai didn't hear clearly, but the little bald head in front of him looked only three or four years old, and was wearing a monk's robe. He was probably a young monk who followed his master down the mountain for alms.
It's just why she was alone, and why she clung to him, Jiang Lai still couldn't figure it out.
Probably, maybe it's because I really have a popular face, which is somewhat similar to her mother.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lai coughed lightly, and said again, "That...Little Master Xiaobai, which temple did you come from?"
Lu Yanbai didn't say anything immediately, but just looked at her with a pair of big black and white eyes.
The four eyes met, and it was a bit awkward.
After a few seconds, Jiang Lai moved his lips, and was about to continue asking questions, but the little guy stared at her eagerly, with a pitiful tone in his tone, "Mom, you really don't know who I am?" Where did it come from?"
This little thing is really too persistent.
Jiang Lai glanced around and found that many passers-by were looking at them.
There is no way, this little bald head's clothes are too recognizable, and this little monk's robe is also quite individual, it's hard not to attract attention.
After thinking about it, Jiang Lai changed his method and asked in a gentle tone, "Little guy, why are you at the airport? Who are you here with?"
"Come with Dad!" Lu Yanbai answered her question very seriously, but still held on to her jeans tightly, not letting go.
Turning her big eyes, she suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Mom, come with me to see Dad!"
As she spoke, she hugged Jiang Lai's leg and dragged it towards the VIP room.
Jiang Lai really had nothing to do with her, but looking at her pink and lovely young lady, he couldn't help feeling a little soft and loving in his heart.
After thinking for a few seconds, she thought of a compromise, "Little guy, do you know your father's mobile phone number? How about I call him and ask him to come pick you up?"
(End of this chapter)