Chapter 694

early morning.

The warm golden sunshine, accompanied by the chirping of birds, passed through the window and shone on a messy soft collapse.

On the soft collapse, the pretty face Wu took a little rose red flute Liangzi, gently frowned, and slowly opened her moist eyes.

The pain from her body reminded her of the ugly scene of last night.

The originator of all this did not know when he had left the room. Only the tip of her nose seemed to still linger with the smell of shame.

A drop of clear tears slid down his face, and his body curled up under the thin quilt.

Squeak!

The door was suddenly pushed open without warning, and the flute mouth chick came to the room.

As soon as he entered the door, his pretty little nose shrugged slightly, and his delicate eyebrows wrinkled into a ball.

"What a strange smell?" He muttered suspiciously in his heart. His worry about his mother soon made the flute mouth chick forget this doubt.

He quickly came to Ruan Tan and looked at the posture of Di Kou Liangzi curling up under the quilt. Xiao Shi's small face at the mouth of the flute couldn't help smiling. With a kick of his legs, he suddenly jumped on the body of Dikou Liangzi and said, "Mom! Uncle Dong Zhuo said, "your injury has healed!"

When Xiaoshi entered the door from the mouth of the flute, he had already noticed the movement of the flute. He quickly wiped away his tears and poked out his head. In addition to the red eye circles, there was no trace of crying just now.

"Xiaoshi. What did that guy do to you? "

Worried, dikouzi pulled his daughter into his arms and quickly checked his daughter's body.

"Oh!" The flute mouth chick blushed, struggling and said, "Mom, what are you doing? So itchy... Giggle! "

"OK! Okay! " After checking that her daughter was still the original product, Liangzi Dikou finally breathed a sigh of relief. He put his serious hands on Xiaoshi's shoulder and said, "Xiaoshi. Listen, you must remember what mom said next. Don't forget! "

For the sake of her daughter's safety, Dikou Liangzi completely doesn't care how hard it is for her to speak next“ Be sure to stay away from that guy in the future. Don't let him touch your body. Do you understand? "

Blinking vaguely, the flute mouth chick looked at a loss“ Mom, what are you talking about? Isn't uncle Dong Zhuo kind to us? "

A haze suddenly shrouded the heart of Dikou Liangzi“ Daisy, what did that guy tell you? "

"Nothing?" The flute mouth chick broke her fingers and said shyly, "Mom, I know!"

"You... What do you know?" The bad feeling in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.

"It's just..." Xiaoshi's little face at the mouth of the flute became more and more ruddy“ You and uncle Dong Zhuo did something only you and Dad could do yesterday. I'll call him Dad later. Right? "

"Only these?" Liuzi looked at her daughter suspiciously.

"Yes?" The flute mouth chick nodded“ Uncle Dong Zhuo said, "if you agree, I'll call him father in the future."

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a complicated look: "what do you think? Do you like him to be your father? "

"If mom likes it, I'll call him Dad!" Flute mouth young solid answer, make flute mouth Liangzi particularly moved.

An idea flashed out of my mind. The flute mouth Liangzi solemnly told: "young solid, you should know about Dad. We must rely on Dong Zhuo to protect us now. You... If you don't object, call him father in the future. But remember, he is not your biological father. Never be too close to him. Do you understand? "

Xiaoshi's smile at the mouth of the flute suddenly became a little strange. She struggled to stand up from the soft collapse, walked towards the door, and scraped her cheeks with her fingers, "Mom, shame. Are you still afraid that I will rob Dong Zhuo's father with you? "

Watching the flute mouth chick rush out of the room quickly, flute mouth Liangzi just wanted to move, but the abnormality from her body forced her to frown and sit down.

With a blush, she quickly climbed up the pretty face of bullying frost and snow, but her face was more and more sad.

Just as Liangzi Dikou was thinking to himself, what was the reason for such a big reversal in Dikou's attitude towards Dong Zhuo. Dong Zhuo strode to the room.

"You..." when he saw Dong Zhuo, Dikou Liangzi had to think about something.

"It seems that you have a good rest!" Dong Zhuo sat carelessly on the chair next to the soft collapse. Playfully watching dikouzi snuggle up there, holding the thin quilt with both hands.

He bit his tongue hard and calmed himself with pain. With a cold face, Dikou Liangzi asked Dong ZhuoZhi, "what do you really want to do? I tried my best to satisfy you yesterday. Won't you even let go? "

"How?" Dong Zhuo hypocritically shrugged his shoulders and said with a 'sincere' assurance: "but it depends on you. If you can continue to be like last night, I don't think I will use any crooked ideas about the little girl who hasn't grown up! "

"Really?" However, it was precisely because he personally felt his shamelessness that he fully understood Dong Zhuo's shameless and unlimited nature.

"Instead of doubting me here, try your best to please me. Firmly attract my mind to you. In this way, isn't the baby safe? " Dong Zhuo doesn't care about the suspicion of Dikou Liangzi.

"I..." seems to have figured something out. The face of Dikou Liangzi is red as if he is going to bleed. A gentle tone. I will try my best. But... But please also remember that you are now Xiaoshi's father. If... If you really happen to her, it will be against human relations! "

"Feel at ease!" Dong Zhuo was full of comfort. Before she came to the soft collapse, she put the flute Liangzi in her arms and pecked it gently on her forehead. He said, "have a good rest. I believe you must have been tired yesterday! "

I thought Dong Zhuo would pester himself to do something embarrassing. Who knew he should let himself go so easily. The flute mouth Liangzi finally took a long breath.

On the other side, Dong Zhuo Fu walked out of the door. I don't know when to wait for the flute outside the door. The chick immediately fell down in his arms. The tender arm hooked Dong Zhuo's neck and cried sweetly, "Uncle Dong Zhuo, can I call your father now?"

Dong Zhuo smiled like a goldfish“ Of course. Will you let your mother have a good rest? "

The flute mouth chick really blushed and nodded shyly.

Holding his cheap daughter, he walked towards his room