"How about calling dad?"

Chen Bufan used evil ways.

"Explain in advance, does Dad understand that in the secular world, is it equivalent to brother?

Respected titles like Brother Chen and Brother Bufan.”

The Shangwu world does not understand the meaning of father at all.

They never had this title.

They called their father, either father, or father, or grandfather.

Ahem, this big thing is equal to dad in many places.

On our side, my father's generation is shouting big.

"This is OK."

Nangong Xiaoxiao had almost no hesitation.

"Scream a listen?"

Chen Bufan was instantly hot and got on his head.

Any boy who has been called a father by a girl should be able to experience that stimulation.

Extraordinary feeling.

One word: cool!

Especially... well! You know!

"dad!"

Nangong shouted with a smile.

"Hey! Good girl... Good smile."

"I always feel something is wrong?

Are you lying to me?”

"No!"

Chen Bufan said seriously.

"real?"

"Yeah! Just shout another word."

"dad!"

Chen Bufan turned over and pressed him up, paused for a moment, and kissed him directly.

Nangong Xiaoxiao did not struggle and responded carefully.

As the times go on, people get used to it.

Nangong Xiaoxiao is used to it.

Get used to being kissed.

The next day, Chen Bufan got up and pushed open the wooden door. The broken room was leaking air everywhere.

Wind leakage is equal to snow leakage, and some corners are filled with piles of white snow.

There was no breakthrough last night.

Because it is not suitable.

I have checked the last few companies today and have to hurry up.

According to Chen Bufan's combat power.

Nangong Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it and could not recover without lying for a day.

Not to mention walking, it’s hard to stand up.

There is no way, it's too fierce.

As soon as the door opened, Chen Bufan looked helpless.

The snow has reached my knees, not only that, but the sky is still falling.

"Young man, I got up pretty early."

The old man waved at the opposite door.

"Old man, early!"

"Where is the girl?"

"I'm here."

Nangong Xiaoxiao showed his little head.

"Come here for dinner, we're ready."

"Old man, we're leaving."

Chen Bufan doesn't plan to waste his time any more.

"Walk?
Chapter completed!