At the same time, Ye Beixiao's head started to hurt again, like needles pricking him.

Ye Beixiao frowned, what's wrong with him? Why does he have so many headaches and heartaches?

And this child, why is she so delicate and pretty, but the feeling of her small body in his arms makes him feel weak and reluctant to let go? Is it just because she is a beautiful girl? Or is it because of her?

With a sweet mouth, she called him, "Pretty uncle?"

Ye Beixiao had a severe headache and could not grasp the real feeling in his heart. However, he did not let go of Jiang Xiaolang. Instead, his big hands wrapped around his waist to prevent him from falling off his lap.

At this time, Lou Xinyue walked in. She saw Jiang Xiaolang sitting on Ye Beixiao's lap and lying on his chest, and her eyes suddenly froze.

A cold light flashed in her eyes, but she smiled: "Oh, whose little girl is this? Why is she so beautiful?"

At this time, Song Xian walked out of the west hall and hurriedly stepped forward to take Jiang Xiaolang down, "Oh, you kid, why are you so naughty? Why did you sit on someone's lap? Come down quickly!"

Jiang Xiaolang put his arms around Ye Beixiao's neck and said to Song Xian, "Dad, I really like this beautiful uncle. Can I recognize him as my godfather?"

Ye Fei and Song Xian couldn't control their mouths and twitched a few times together.

Song Xian almost couldn't control himself and laughed out loud. He wanted to point at Ye Beixiao's head and laugh: "Hahaha, Ye Beixiao, today is also the case? Your son calls me daddy, and you become a god

Dad, hahaha..."

Although he wanted to feel proud, Song Xian still tightened his fingertips and restrained his impulse so as not to ruin Jiang Xiaolang's plan.

He deliberately frowned and said: "Baby, how can this be done? I don't lack daughters! Come down quickly and go home with your parents!"

Jiang Xiaolang put his arms around Ye Beixiao's neck and asked him charmingly: "Uncle, do you have a little sister in your family? Are they as beautiful and cute as me? I know a lot, I can recite Tang poetry,

You can also count. Do you like me, okay?"

He said and kissed Ye Beixiao on the cheek.

Ye Beixiao only remembered that he had only hugged his nephew Gao Zixian, and had never hugged such a big girl. In addition, his soft mouth and kiss on his face made his heart feel cold.

Soaked in warm water, it felt numb and itchy.

He unexpectedly said, "Okay!"

Jiang Xiaolang danced excitedly in his arms: "Oh, great, I have a godfather! Godfather, you are so wise, mighty, and suave, as beautiful as a tree in the wind..."

Jiang Xiaolang quickly let out a string of rainbow farts.

He was now dressed in women's clothing, and his charming and innocent look was very useful to Ye Beixiao. His cool and thin lips actually raised slightly.

Ye Fei raised his forehead, he had to admire Jiang Xiaolang's acting skills, the acting looked real!

Song Xian was heartbroken. When Jiang Xiaolang recognized him as his godfather, it was he who danced with joy, not Jiang Xiaolang.

He quickly said: "Sir, thank you for doting on my daughter so much, but this is inappropriate. Baby, come down quickly, stop making trouble, let's go home!"

Lou Xinyue also said quickly: "Xiao, I didn't expect you to like children so much. It's just that this child is a bit too naughty. Your clothes..."

She pointed at Ye Beixiao's white suit, and Jiang Xiaolang's little hand scratched it with several oily fingerprints.

Jiang Xiaolang just caught the prawns with his little hands, and all the oil on his hands rubbed onto Ye Beixiao's clothes.

Lou Xinyue knew that Ye Beixiao always paid attention to appearance, and he would never tolerate such a thing.

Jiang Xiaolang apologized quickly: "Godfather, I'm sorry, can I wash your clothes? I will definitely wash them cleanly for you!"


Chapter completed!