His Qing'er is in his state at that time now. In fact, all his Qing'er needs is time. As long as she can grow up for several years, she will definitely be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him and be proud of the world.

The smile on Duanmu Chen's lips continued to deepen. At this moment, he seemed to understand what it means to "a glance that will not change for thousands of years"!

"It's so rippling, so rippling, Xiao Xuan, it's not suitable for children..." Feng Qingyi had never seen Duanmu Chen smile so fancyly. According to normal circumstances, under such circumstances, the man would be impatient to pounce on him...

Well, Feng Qingyi began to think about the exciting scene, his eyes constantly shining.

"What happened? Tell Xiaoxuan quickly!" Yue Xiaoxuan's small hand tightly held Feng Qingyi's big hand, and his little face turned red with excitement.

The two voices disrupted the beautiful quietness. Duanmu Chen saw Yue frowning gently, and his eyes became dark.

"Qingyi, don't you want to ride a horse?"

Feng Qingyi shook his head violently. If you have any chance, you can see what horse you ride? Uncle Feng is not interested!

"Lei Guardian, Qingyi called you to come and take him on a horse!" Duanmu Chen's voice slowly came out, and Feng Qingyi jumped up and almost hit the roof of the car.

Yue Xiaoxuan was not aware of it for a moment and fell to the ground with a "splash". Soon he got up by himself, rubbing his little butt with his little hands constantly. He didn't cry even after the fall hurt.

"Uncle Master, you, you, you, you..." Feng Qingyi pointed at Duanmu Chen, his fingers trembling constantly, and he couldn't speak.

"You fuck you, come here!" The Thunder Protector grabbed Feng Qingyi's collar and dragged him out of the carriage as if he was carrying a chicken...

Feng Qingyi's scream sounded outside, "Uncle Master, you are so cruel. I don't want to be with the tigress, ah..."

There was no one in the carriage. Yue Xiaoxuan was very obediently nesting into Duanmuchen's arms, pouting and saying, "Dad, Uncle Feng is a bad guy!"

Outside the carriage, Feng Qingyi kept crying and howling. Women were so scary. Whoever mentioned the inheritance of the family line to him in the future will be anxious...

The setting sun sets westward, dyeing the entire sky red like blood.

The Mimeng City lit up the lights early, covering the entire city with a hazy gauze.

The color of the sky gradually became darker and it was soon filled with stars.

The stars echo the candlelight in the city, intertwining into a beautiful picture.

At the head of the Meng family, Meng Fan quietly leaned on the soft couch with a book in his hand, and the candlelight dropped a warm layer of gold on his bloodless face.

He half-shrouded his eyes, and the pages in his hand were flipping silently, and his whole body exuded a calm and peaceful atmosphere, making people's expression soft.

"Click"

The crisp sound seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet night, but the people in the room seemed to be focused on the book, and they had never even raised their eyes.

"Miss!"

The maid's soft call came from beside her, and the branches in Leng Rushuang's hand instantly turned into powder.

Is she a engagement with this short-lived ghost?

She gritted her teeth and stared at Meng Fan on the couch through the half-open window.

It was this short-lived ghost that prevented her from being with Brother Jin!

She won’t marry such a man!

After Leng Rushuang left angrily, Meng Fan's mouth unconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth, and he bounced his slender fingers and the half-opened window covered with a "bang".

Sleep overnight!
Chapter completed!