If you are asked to be a professional bootlicker, you will turn the goddess into a clown?

Chapter 213 Christmas Chapter Gift

Zhang Yang was stunned. Last time, the space on the Ferris wheel was relatively small and the lights were dim. He could still use his position to pretend to kiss the child and deal with him.

Now we are in a large room with bright lights, how can we deceive people?

Meng Ling's pretty face also blushed slightly. She smoothed the ends of her hair shyly like a little girl, lowered her head slightly, and stood there waiting for her severe punishment.

Zhang Yang's heart began to beat in fear. He couldn't just take the initiative to approach the customer like that, right?

He suddenly had an idea and pointed at the big box of gifts and said, "Yingying, aren't you going to open your Christmas presents first?"

Meng Ling, who was originally waiting for Zhang Yang's punishment, was stunned and felt a little disappointed.

But on second thought, he was right. It was also right to accompany the children to open the gifts first. There would be plenty of time later.

Zhang Yang's words immediately shifted the little girl's attention to the gift.

She got down from Zhang Yang's hand, jumped from the bed to the head of the bed, picked up the gift box and said, "Dad, what did you buy for me?"

The big gift box was not much smaller than Yingying, about eighty to ninety centimeters tall, but very light.

Zhang Yang sat down next to her and said, "You'll know if you open it."

Yingying looked at Zhang Yang with twinkling eyes and said, "I want my dad and mom to help me dismantle it."

Meng Ling smiled. Her daughter was the best catalyst between her and Zhang Yang. Who could refuse such a heartwarming scene?

Sure enough, Zhang Yang also gave her an inviting look, as if he was also looking forward to the three of them opening gifts together.

She came to the bed and sat down on the other side of Yingying.

Zhang Yang hugged the mother and daughter with one hand and pinched the ribbon on the gift box with the other hand. The mother and daughter also pinched the ribbon together.

Meng Ling took out her cell phone and took a very tender photo of the three people's hands, freezing this moment forever.

The three of them pulled the ribbon slowly together, and the paper spread out, revealing a transparent box inside, which turned out to be a pink plush teddy bear.

"How is it? Do you like it?" In fact, Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed because he saw a similar brown plush toy in the room.

But Yingying's reaction was beyond his expectations. Her eyes lit up and she hugged the pink teddy bear and said, "Wow, I like it so much."

Meng Ling pretended to be a little angry and said, "You like the teddy bear that dad gave you, but you don't like the one that mom gave you?"

Yingying smiled and said, "I like the one my dad gave me." She then looked at Meng Ling and said, "I like the one my mom gave me, too. I like both my dad and mom."

She stood up on the bed, stretched her little face between the two of them, pointed at her own face and said, "One of you kiss me."

Zhang Yang felt that kissing the customer directly might be a little problematic, but kissing the girl across her face should be fine. At the same time, Meng Ling also felt that since they were a family in the future, this might be better than kissing directly just now.

So, he and Meng Ling hugged Yingying at the same time, and kissed her on both cheeks. Meng Ling raised her phone again and took a selfie of the three of them, once again capturing this happier scene.

Seeing that the emotional value of the client on Christmas Eve was maximized, Zhang Yang was also very happy that he did not disappoint the client. After all, the client gave him 100,000 yuan in one go.

After playing with him for a while, Yingying finally started to yawn. She usually went to bed around nine o'clock, so she was sleepy at eleven o'clock.

Meng Ling had been waiting for her daughter to fall asleep. She said, "Yingying, you have to go to kindergarten tomorrow morning. You can't be too late."

The little girl held the stuffed bear in her arms, looked up at Zhang Yang and said, "I want my dad to tell me a bedtime story."

I didn't expect her to be so clingy. Usually, Zhang Yang always leaves early. Today, he must satisfy her little request, right?

So Zhang Yang sat at the head of the bed and began to tell her the story of Little Red Riding Hood.

But Sister Ling also came and sat next to him, and she also wanted to listen to the story.

Zhang Yang began to speak: "Once upon a time, there was a big forest. In the forest lived a little girl. She liked to wear a little red hat when she went out, so everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood..."

"Dad, what does Little Red Riding Hood look like?" Yingying asked.

At this time, Meng Ling casually moved her long and beautiful legs next to Zhang Yang's red and white Santa Claus pants.

The strong color contrast created a strong visual impact on the boy next to him, making him swallow his saliva involuntarily.

Before he knew it, the content of his answer to Yingying had changed: "Little Red Riding Hood... has very long and white legs..."

"Huh? Why is what Dad said different from what I heard before?"

At this time, Meng Ling's two beautiful legs changed their positions again, and Zhang Yang's eyes were unconsciously attracted to them again, but he still explained to Yingying: "Little Red Riding Hood's legs are not long, so she can't run away when the big bad wolf chases her."

Meng Ling was also amused by his explanation and smiled secretly. She moved closer to him, and her white beautiful legs were gently rubbing against Santa Claus's red pants.

It's unbearable just to watch it, let alone rubbing it. Zhang Yang himself doesn't even know what he is talking about in the rest of the story.

He actually turned into the Big Bad Wolf in order to peek at Little Red Riding Hood, and ended up disguising himself as Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother and entering her house. The plot is a bit inappropriate for children.

Fortunately, Yingying was already very sleepy at that time, and fell into a deep sleep soon after. She didn't hear much of Zhang Yang's story afterwards.

Seeing that Yingying had fallen asleep, Zhang Yang covered her with a blanket. Seeing that she had begun to move, he patted her shoulders twice and then made an "OK" gesture to Meng Ling. He finally coaxed the little girl to sleep.

Seeing how much he loved his daughter, Meng Ling was touched, even though she had only known him for more than a month.

But in the past month or so, she and her daughter have had a lot more happy time.

The emptiness and loneliness that the mother and daughter had felt in the past would always be filled up when Zhang Yang was around, and these feelings could not be bought back by any amount of money.

Zhang Yang got off the bed gently and whispered, "Sister Ling, I'm leaving now. Merry Christmas."

Now that the Christmas Eve service was done, he felt he should go too.

Meng Ling held him back and said, "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

"What's wrong? Sister Ling?"

Meng Ling said with a smile: "I have good news for you. My professor title at Donghai University has been restored."

Zhang Yang was startled, but he immediately said, "Congratulations, Sister Ling, you are Professor Meng again."

Seeing that he didn't seem very happy about this, Meng Ling frowned slightly.

You know, she went to great lengths to restore her professor title, even dragging her father to Tunghai University.

She raised her chin towards the laptop on the table and said, "You can sign me up to be your mentor now."