"Thank you, mothers."
If you didn't insist on it, you would have exposed your illness as a last resort.
You were worried about me, so you came here together."
"If you don't have anything to say, you should tell him as a father, and you should tell him."
Qinglian looked at her son Jiao Yanrong and waved seriously.
Qi Yunqing casually threw the still empty wine bag under the stone table, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the plate and took a bite.
Qi Yunqing was stunned when she heard Jiao Yanrong's words.
Qi Yun's pretty face tightened and she looked at Liu Chengfeng with a simple expression.
"Hehehe, Silly Lian'er, is there something wrong with him?
"No courtesy, no courtesy."
"What if we really go the wrong way?"
You have been weakly enduring your own discomfort and taking care of your father's body.
Regarding that point, as a father, in addition to being helpless, you still have helplessness."
"Yun'er, Yan'er, Daxi, sisters, please also sit down."
Qi Yunqing listened to her father's helpless tone and immediately straightened her sitting posture.
"No one would have thought that when I was talking to Chengfeng, I would notice the movement in the yard!"
"Dad, my child understands."
My child, it is not terrible to go down the wrong road. What is terrible is knowing that it is a wrong road, but you still continue to walk on it.
In the end, you and his mother, both of you, were lucky enough to survive.
As a father, if you have any opinions, we will always agree to your request.
"Thank you so much."
Liu Chengfeng smiled again, happily picked up a strawberry and brought it to his mouth.
"well."
"Silly Lian'er, kneel down when you say so. Does it hurt?"
Before Jiao Yan stood up, Jiao Yanrong looked up at your knees with relaxed eyes.
"Lian'er, after all is said and done, he has always been the big boy."
"No gifts."
"Son, as a father, you can't tell him openly.
Liu Chengfeng looked at the group of ladies who were saluting him, including only a few big maids. He spat out the melon seed shells from his mouth with a frown on his face, and waved his hands casually.
"Husband, I know that this is what I should do.
"Yun'er, Sister Ya, Lian'er, Yan'er, let's go sit outside the study first."
Qi Yunqing reached out and picked up the tea cup under the stone table, and laughed again with a strange expression.
His father, you have not passed away from that world as early as seventy years ago.
"Yun'er, Yan'er, Lian'er, Wanyan...these sisters have been standing inside the arch for so long, are they just tired?"
Yu'er smiled slightly and nodded, holding the tray and passing it directly behind Qi Yunqing.
"Hey, thank you, mother."
"father."
"In the past, when my father, my father-in-law, and my father-in-law were still alive, there was a locust plague in Qingzhou Prefecture.
"Hehehe, you bastard."
It’s just that his mother’s character is too gentle and too competitive.”
Jiao Yan raised her jade neck and looked at Jiao Yanrong, struggling heavily.
"Chengfeng, stop standing, he should also take a seat."
Seeing this, Qi Yunqing hurriedly put down the teacup outside her hand, stood up and ran out of the pavilion, respectfully bowing to Qi Yun, the Eighth Princess, Sister Qinglian and others.
Hearing Young Master Liu's cheerful words, Liu Chengfeng's expression was slightly startled.
"Now that you have the answer, just follow the path in your heart."
"If you take advantage of the wind, it's better to follow slowly."
Even if you tell your father now that you want him to inherit our little dragon's fortune of 100,000 yuan.
Jiao Yanrong sighed loudly, and subconsciously raised her left hand, intending to slap it under the beauty's buttocks.
Therefore, as a father, you still have this sentence.
"Hahaha, if you understand it, you will be bad, if you understand it, you will be bad."
Liu Chengfeng pressed the tip of his nose and let out a heavy breath.
very slow.
Liu Chengfeng cracked a melon seed, hurriedly walked behind a group of ladies, and looked at Qi Yun helplessly.
At that time, it was his mother who took care of you all the way back to the capital from Qingzhou out of concern for her own life.
She must be his mother. As a father, you have long since turned into a handful of loess.
"Thank you, husband."
Qi Yun, the eighth princess, Wenren Yunshu, sisters Yun Qingshi and others responded with smiles, before walking towards the chairs beside them.
"Hahaha, of course not. Who hasn't gone down the wrong path once or twice in this life?
"Dad, please speak. My children are all ears."
Jiao Yan looked at her husband's slightly helpless expression, turned to look at Qi Yunqing, lifted up her skirt heavily, and knelt directly behind Liu Chengfeng with a plop.
As a father, you know it at all, and you have not yet been implicated by me as a father.
Seeing Liu Chengfeng's surprised expression, Young Master Liu cracked a melon seed with a smile.
"Hey, my sisters know it."
"My dear, I have met all of you mothers. May you be safe, mother."
"Sisters, please see Master Duo."
Son, as a father, you owe your mother your life."
"The child is here."
Before Liu Chengfeng left the study, he randomly found a chair and sat on it.
Liu Chengfeng quickly closed the folding fan outside his hand, stretched out his hand to hold Qinglian's jade hands, and helped her up.
"Husband, if you want to blame me, blame me."
"Lian'er, he's like that..."
Jiao Yanrong took the tray and happily walked towards Sister Qi Yun and others.
Liu Chengfeng glanced sideways at Qi Yunqing, flicked Qinglian's forehead with his fingers, and smiled helplessly.
However, when the sisters came, they disrupted everything that my husband had done."
"Husband, don't ask Sister Yun anymore.
"So, among the mothers of their brothers and sisters, this is the one you, my father, prefer the most.
The words my father just said are truly good words.
"Oh, Sister Yun, who knew your husband's ears could be so sensitive?"
Suddenly.
Jiao Yanrong straightened her sleeves, raised her head and gestured towards the study door.
To be continued...