"Enjoyed daughter?" Huang Rong's uneasiness was mostly relieved by his first half of words. When she heard the last sentence, she couldn't help laughing out loud: "They are only one or two years younger than me, so how can you accept them as adopted daughters?"

Chang Wei said: "What's wrong? I'm a teenager older than them."

Huang Rong said: "Then do they agree?"

Chang Wei shook his head: "No. One of them felt that if he worshipped me as his adoptive father, he would be short of me for no reason - she always called me the eldest brother. Although the other one called me Uncle Chang, he seemed to be unhappy to be my daughter..."

Huang Rong said confidently: "They must like you, so they should not be your adopted daughter. Otherwise, it would be against ethics."

Chang Wei laughed: "Those two little girls are less than fifteen years old, so how can they know what they like or not?"

While talking, the bamboo forest path had been completed, and a two-story attic was presented in the sight of the two.

At this moment, the attic door opened, Dugu Feng carried the Sword of Light, looked alert, and walked out of the camp for the gate step by step, looking in danger and cautious. Wusan and Shi Qingxuan followed her, guarding her wings.

As soon as they left the house, they saw Chang Wei and Huang Rong walking out of the bamboo forest path, and they were all stunned.

"Master?"

"Big brother?"

Dugu Feng and Shi Qingxuan, who had only seen Chang Wei's bearded guest, were a little afraid to confirm when they saw Chang Wei shaved his beard.

Only when I saw the woman who looked like before he had a beard, I cheered: "Uncle Chang!" The snow-white barefoot slid lightly, quickly swept towards Chang Wei, and threw herself into his arms.

However, just as he approached Chang Wei, before he got into his arms, Chang Wei pressed his forehead with his big hand and stopped him: "Be serious, my wife is here."
Chapter completed!