His trembling fingers were still shaking. Bao Xiangyu had not yet fully recovered from his senses, and his voice murmured.

"It's been so long back then... Xiaoqi, in order to determine the authenticity, your father may have assigned You Tianliang to M Country for DNA identification. This is not surprising... By the way, when You Tianliang was in a car accident, he was on the way back from M Country..." After wiping his eyes, Bao Xiangyu looked a little dazed.

Baoqi was a little confused. She was particularly impressed by what happened when she was six years old.

According to the blood type of the father and daughter, she will definitely not be her father's daughter.

But what happened to the DNA identification book that You Nianxi mentioned?

Bao Xiangyu's voice was slowly saying: "Xiaoqi, maybe she was lying to you. Even if she had an appraisal, she could not be her own child."

There is a bit of a slumber in my throat, but Baoqi actually wants to ask.

If it is not biological, then...

Which one would her biological father be?

In order not to let the moist eyes be discovered by the mother, she turned her head away. The environment was too obvious - You Nianxi's bedroom had obviously been cleaned up, and the thing she said naturally no longer exists, and there is no way to distinguish the authenticity of her so-called second secret.

After sniffing, she looked at Bao Xiangyu with some condescending sniff, "Mom, who has been to her room after You Nianxi's accident?"

After looking at her for a while, Bao Xiangyu was suddenly startled and his face became stiff.

My heart is sunk and sinking.

"At that time, she was suspected of arson and murdering people, and was compiled... On the same day, your second uncle sent someone to search... After that, the rest of the things I asked Li Sao-er to organize. She didn't say that she had found any relics of You Tianliang... Could it be that your second uncle took them? He knew that he was not his biological child?"

Looking at Bao's mother's face, Baoqi rubbed her forehead.

"I don't know, he knows it."

"He didn't ask you?" Bao Xiangyu was both afraid and shocked.

"No!"

Baoqi shook her head.

She couldn't understand Leng Xiao's temperament very much.

He won't ask, he will only check.

After wiping a cold sweat, Bao Xiangyu stared at her.

Baoqi stroked her mother's back, stood up slowly, and walked towards the window.

After living in the Leng House for so many years, she has never been to You Nianxi's bedroom once.

However, at a glance, I saw the desk by the window of You Nianxi.

Step by step, she squatted down and her fingers fell on the lock that had obviously been pried open...

If there was really that thing, would it be in the hands of my second uncle? What was it written in the appraisal book?

It's been months, why has he said nothing?

In You Nianxi's bedroom, the mother and daughter were not very stable, especially Bao Xiangyu's whole face changed color.

Sitting on the left and right, thinking silently.

However, what I thought was different.

Half an hour later, he left You Nianxi's room.

When they said good night to each other, Bao Xiangyu's back gradually drifted and fell into Bao Qi's eyes—

Over the years, she has long lost her youthful youth.

He was stunned for a while, until her figure completely disappeared in front of him, Baoqi sighed and turned back to his room on the third floor.

It's late at night.

Clock, tick, tick.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Leng Xiao came in through the window as usual.

After many years, his attitude of climbing through the window has not changed, and he is still so agile and powerful.

Baoqi stood by the window, as if she had been waiting for him to come.

The cold eyes narrowed slightly, Leng Xiao lifted her hair on the first floor, put his big hand over her waist, and the kiss was printed on her forehead, with a low magnetic voice.

"Why don't you go to bed first?"

"Waiting for you!" Bao Qi raised his eyelids lightly and smiled with his lips pursed!

Leng Xiao frowned and stared coldly at the little woman's thin pajamas. A white and tender beauty that could not be concealed. The flawless green onion and tenderness made him feel tighter in his throat.

Especially on such a night, my woman stayed by the window and said she was waiting for him.

How beautiful?

Without asking or saying, the man's throat was sliding rapidly.

He hugged the little woman in his arms, his body was burning and tense. He held him with one hand and lifted up with the other to unbutton the collar. In an instant, a strong bronze hard chest muscle appeared. He unbuttoned the buttons one by one, and soon his upper body was naked.

Her arm gently lifted her, and his fingertips were like red soldering irons. The low charm of wild man made his voice full of power to confuse women.

Depressed, dull.

"I'm so good today. I'll love you very much later!"

like?

Staring at his fiery eyes, Baoqi smiled, "Swish, come on, don't I wait for you often? What's so strange today!"

After a few seconds of silence, she could not reach the smile in her eyes and immediately extinguished Leng Xiao's enthusiasm.

He picked her up around the waist, and the man hugged her tightly, as if he was hugging a big baby.

"bath?"

His voice, with a numb electric current, entered his bones in an instant.

Bao Qi's spine was a little cold and she smiled, "Yes."

No matter when, she always smiled, her smile was charming and generous. Leng Xiao was always calm, and his icy expression seemed to be unable to melt for tens of millions of years.

In the misty bathroom, there is no imaginary ambiguity as I imagined.

After staring at his face, Baoqi had a lot of knots in his heart.

She couldn't figure out how many secrets were in this man's heart?

Leng Xiao glanced at her with black eyes, and was really disgusted by the sight. He couldn't help but sank his face and asked jokingly: "Didn't you see enough? Or am I handsome again?"

"You have always been the spokesperson for tall, rich and handsome!"

Holding his lips, Baoqi stretched out his hand and his fingertips fell on his eyebrows and eyes.

Over the past few years, his facial features seem to have not changed much. The man can withstand the vicissitudes of time. He still looks as calm and cold as she is familiar with.

Thinking of her own thoughts, she couldn't help but turn red, her lips moved, and her fingers fell to stir the water in the bathtub, but she couldn't ask anything.

With her palm on her waist, Leng Xiao asked in a low voice, "So what's wrong, water doll?"

Water doll?

This man really likes to get nicknames...

Baoqi was silent.

In the bathroom, there was a strange silence, and nothing was left except the crisp sound of water in the bathtub.

Finally, Baoqi couldn't help it!

Taking a breath, she made her face look calm and smiled.
Chapter completed!