Chapter 538

The tone is still frivolous, but Ji Qianchen just catches a touch of affection from his eyes.

He quickly turned his head away and looked at the distant seaside. "By the way, haven't you seen my son yet?"

"I haven't had a chance to see him. I have to see him this time. I want to be his father."

Ji Qianchen was silent for a while.

He wants to be the father of a child. Ling Xiaohan is supposed to peel off half of his skin.

Mubei suddenly stooped down, picked up a huge conch on the beach, put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it for a while. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of my dry son, eat, drink, use, play, and I'll cover it all."

Ji Qianchen sighed deeply and shook his head. "I said it doesn't count. After all, it's not my son alone. If you want to be a father, you need to pass my husband's test."

"Tut Tut, I've saved your life and your child's life. I have no credit or hardship. I'm not allowed to be a pawn. I'm going to rob people." Mubei throws the conch back into the sea.

"Who to rob?"

"Rob you."

Mubei smiled and stared at Ji Qianchen half jokingly.

Ji Qianchen kicked in the past, "it seems that it's necessary for me to learn martial arts, and I can beat such a rascal as you if I have nothing to do."

Mubei didn't hide. He kicked his foot on his leg and stomach. He snorted, "your cold blood hasn't changed at all. Shouldn't a mother have more maternal brilliance? "

Ji Qichen sneers, turns his head and gives Mubei a look. "You are not my son, why do I give you maternal love?"

"Look what you said."

Beep -

outside the villa yard, the sound of the car horn sounded, as if Ling Xiaohan had come back.

Ji Qianchen patted Mubei on the shoulder. "Go, he saw you. You're finished."

"We are not stealing love. What are you flustered about? I will not leave."

Mubei swaggers towards the gate.

Ji Qianchen shrugs.

Yes, it's none of her business whether he goes or not.

A silver suit of Lingxiao cold, cold face from the car, hands and feet, filled with a unique noble temperament.

At the moment when he saw Mubei, he didn't seem to be surprised at all.

Take rob straight to Mubei.

After the two met, they stared at each other for a second.

Mubei smiled and held out his hand. "Ling Xiaohan, long time no see."

Ling Xiaohan didn't even care to reach out and looked at him coldly. "Don't think I'll be polite to you if I've saved my wife."

"You don't lose your memory?" Mubei listens to Lingxiao's cold tone and the aura of his whole body, and asks.

"How does amnesia affect me? Or do you want to take advantage of my amnesia? "

Ling Xiao's cold eyes stare at Mu Bei's face sharply.

This face, which has been weathered for several months, looks a little more dangerous than before.

"Look what you said. I came here to see my family. By the way Ask for a father. "

Mubei didn't beat around the Bush either. He said it directly in front of lingxiaohan.

Ji Qianchen as the center of the storm.

She didn't want to see the darkness of the next day.

So, she withdrew first.

Two men stood on the beach, fighting against the sea breeze.

"A man who was exiled to Africa, still delusional that my son would recognize you as a father?"

"I'll be back soon, and that doesn't stop me from spoiling my son. If I don't want to be a father, it's OK to be a father. "

Mubei shrugged and said seriously.

Compared with father, of course, father is more attractive.

"You want to die." Ling Xiaohan's patience once reached the limit.

It's against his taboo to run and hook up with his women while he's away.

One hand suddenly grabbed the collar of Mubei's windbreaker, as if to lift him up and throw him into the sea.

"How can I return this bad temper when I am a father?"

"It seems that you really want to stay in Africa forever." Ling Xiaohan looses Mubei's collar and pushes him away.

Because of the heat of anger, it shows the leadership of the people.

Mubei shrugged. "No, no, no, I still want to go back. Go back to see my dry son."

"I'm afraid you don't have the life to see. Somebody, throw this kid into the deep sea." Ling Xiaohan orders to finish, and walks to the villa.

Rob and zhe both shot at the same time. Behind them stood a large group of bodyguards with guns.

Mu Beimiao counsels.

"How can I be treated in this way when I meet you? It's really cruel. You don't need to lose it. Can I jump by myself? I haven't been swimming for a long time. Go surfing. "

Mubei shrugged with a smile and walked along the beach to the sea.

The sea gradually wears his knees, waist, neck and head.Until it completely disappeared.

When Ling Xiaohan returned to the living room, he sat on the sofa and talked to the new swallow's orange.

"Well, I'll see you in the evening. Bye. "

Hang up the phone, turn around, Ling Xiaohan appears beside her like a ghost, sitting on the sofa next to her, with cold eyes, like a serious and cold-blooded judge.

"I have a good chat with Mubei?"

"It's average, and you're having a good time talking, aren't you?" Ji Qianchen is lying with his eyes open.

It's impossible for these two people to talk happily in their whole lives.

"He has been thrown into the sea by my men."

"You can't let one go."

Ji Qianchen sneered and guessed that Ling Xiaohan would do this. Fortunately, the water quality of Mubei is good, and she doesn't need to worry about his danger.

"Of course, the people you hire should be treated equally."

"Cut, Cheng Cheng Cheng and Qi Yan asked us to have dinner together in the evening."

"Well."

Ling Xiaohan nodded in response.

Said there was no problem.

At night.

The dining room is a high-end western restaurant in the center of Mauritius.

Cheng Cheng Cheng, a married woman, seems to have a little more happiness.

After the meeting in the restaurant, she wore a beige long shirt, a black dress and a series of high-heeled boots. The whole person became a lot of women.

Qi Yan, who is beside her, looks downcast.

"Orange, these two days, are you and your husband love each other?" Ji Qianchen holds Cheng Cheng Cheng's hand and jokes.

Qi Yan, standing behind Cheng Cheng orange, shook his head. "Where is the love coming from? It's just the suffering of the mire and the burning pit of happiness."

"What's the matter? It's only two days since I got married? Did you bully him, orange? " Ji asked with a smile.

Cheng Cheng Cheng shakes his head, chuckles and reaches Ji Qianchen's ear. "Qianchen, it's not my mother who bullies him, but my aunt who bullies him."

"Pooh ha, you've come to my aunt?" Ji Qianchen couldn't help shouting.

Ling Xiaohan, who was standing behind, heard it clearly.

"Dead girl, keep your voice down." Cheng Cheng Cheng patted Ji Qianchen on the shoulder.

Ling Xiaohan takes the initiative to go to Qi Yan's side, reaches out and pats him on the shoulder, "bear it again, it will pass."

When he endured that week