The Young Master’s Bride

Chapter 335



335 It’s a waste of time to learn, embarrassing

“You, come here!” Li beixiao did not answer, but hooked his finger at ye qingge, gentle and loving.

It was the sound of love between lovers, especially li beixiao’s low voice.

Hearing these words from his mouth would make people blush and their hearts beat faster, because it was too seductive, too ambiguous …

Ye qingge’s face turned red instantly.

She realized that she would always blush in front of li beixiao. His eyes or words would make her blush.

This was not his tone in the courtyard just now. This tone was a command, a flirting tone.

Huo zhongrao’s mouth twitched. He wanted to say something, but he felt that it was inappropriate.

She glanced at Feng Yan, and her eyes told her that there was nothing wrong with what li beixiao had said.

Why does it sound so different when it comes out of your mouth?

Li beixiao looked at Feng Yan. the fun between husband and wife … If you don’t understand, it’s a waste of time even if you learn it. It’s embarrassing!”

Li Mumu shook her head. He dug his own grave. In terms of being two-faced, brother Feng and his father were still lacking.

Feng Yan put his chopsticks down on the table and gave ye qingge a sad look.

The look in his eyes meant that he was not helping him …

Ye qingge looked at him, feeling wronged. you’re making a scene and I’m playing along with you. Do you want to eat and sleep well tonight? ”

Ye qingge was using her eyes to express herself. As for whether Feng Yan could understand her or not, that was his business.

Tang Tang shook li beixiao’s arm and looked at him. She used her eyes to convey the message, ” don’t bully my Godfather!

She then touched Feng Yan’s hand and consoled him with a smile.

my daughter is still the most reliable. Come, let your Godfather carry you! Feng Yan carried Tang Tang and sat her down on his lap.

Feng Yan told Tang Tang a lot today. He told her that li beixiao was her biological father and that she had to call him ‘daddy’.

He was also her father, but they were still not related by blood, so she had to call him Godfather.

After Tang Tang heard this, she hugged Feng Yan and did not cry or make a fuss. After a long time, she kissed him and nodded.

She used her eyes to tell him that she understood.

Feng Yan knew that Tang Tang was a smart child and understood everything. She needed more love to let her try to speak. This could not be rushed.

He had to tell Tang Tang as soon as possible that he was not her father, in case the child took it seriously.

It would hurt her if he told her later.

She had already accepted li beixiao, so this was the right time to tell him.

Feng Yan’s words stunned li beizhi, ye qingge, and Huo zhongrao. It was. Godfather, not. father.

Previously, when Feng Yan spoke to Tang Tang, he always used the word ‘daddy’.

“Tang Tang, did your father bully your Godfather?” Feng Yan ignored everyone’s surprised looks and continued to ask Tang Tang.

Tang Tang pursed her lips and looked at li beixiao. She nodded her head, implying that her father had bullied her Godfather.

Ye qingge’s eyes turned red. She thought that it would take some time for Tang Tang to acknowledge li beixiao.

However, Feng Yan had told her about it and the child had accepted it …

She owed Feng Yan even more now.

Li beixiao’s eyes were slightly dull and he did not react. He did not even dare to say it in front of Tang Tang. daddy will play with you …

I’m the one playing with you every time …

But now, his daughter had acknowledged him. This feeling was both pleasant and sad because the child could not speak.

He was pleasantly surprised, but he also felt extremely guilty, and his debt to the child deepened.

Li beixiao touched Tang Tang’s hair, but he looked at Feng Yan and said, ” good girl!

Feng Yan’s expression changed immediately, and he turned around with Tang Tang in his arms.

“Tong Jiahui gave Kong Yu a call!” The little trumpets ran over with a smile.


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