Chapter 181

"Baba doesn't like the garland made of shallot?" Feng Tingmo didn't realize what the problem was.

On the other side, Chang Cong frowned. She could roughly understand Xiao Conghua's idea.

Little guy, I'm afraid it's a bit of a bull's horn. He thinks that Feng Tingmo doesn't like the wreath she made.

Although in a sense, Feng Tingmo does not like

But it's definitely not the meaning of dislike that xiaoconghua thought.

Before Feng Tingmo could explain, the little guy spoke again, and his voice was full of grievances.

"Xiaoconghua knows that her wreath is not good-looking, but, but..." but there are several, but nothing, just the small expression on her face is more and more aggrieved.

It's obvious that Chang Cong's guess is correct. The little guy thinks that Feng Tingmo is not good-looking, so he doesn't need it.

A child's thinking is straightforward, and that's all she can think of.

I don't know what Feng Tingmo really cares about.

The father and daughter define each other in their own minds, and it's strange that they can communicate with each other.

Fortunately, the little guy's murmuring words made Feng Tingmo suddenly open up.

It turns out that this little guy cares about this.

Qingming flashed in his eyes, holding xiaoconghua in his lap.

And the little guy is still doodling, obviously aggrieved.

However, he didn't struggle, so he sat on Fengting Mo's lap, just didn't go to see him at all.

The man also didn't care, just took the garland from xiaoconghua's hand.

Xiao Conghua looks up at Feng Tingmo.

"It's beautiful. The chives are great." Feng Tingmo had a soft look on his face and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

This man will never say anything praising. I'm afraid that the only one who can get this honor is Xiao Cong Hua

"Really? Baba can't cheat xiaoconghua. " The little guy's mouth started to smile, but he asked again stubbornly, and his eyes were full of expectation.

"Well." Feng Ting Mo nodded and gave Xiao Conghua a positive response.

"Yeah, I know that Baba will like it The little guy, who can manage so much, is obviously very happy to extend his hand directly.

"Listen to me, sister porridge. Baba boasts that the garland of scallion is beautiful!" About want to find someone to share their joy, the little guy directly to the side of the play often porridge pulled in, his face is no secret joy.

"Shallot flowers are great." Chang Cong did not hide his praise.

She knew that although in some ways the little guy seemed to be more sensible than her peers, she was only four years old after all, and naturally longed for approval.

In fact, she was also quietly relieved.

After all, looking at the conversation they just had, the thinking of men and Xiao Conghua is obviously not in the same line.

She looked at the side of the dry anxious, inconvenient to intervene.

But if anything happens, she'll have to take the initiative.

Fortunately, in the end, the man understood the little guy's mind and saved her trouble.

"Hey, hey, hey..." xiaoconghua was happy. She sat on Fengting Mo's leg, swinging her short leg.

Feng Tingmo's look also recovered at the beginning of the indifferent, steady holding shallot flower, prevent her from sliding down because of chaos.

"Eh, why don't Baba have the garland of shallot?" Turn around, turn back to the original problem.

The little guy's eyes are full of puzzles. Since Baba likes it, why don't you wear it?

Staring at Feng Tingmo's eyes, it was obvious that he would not give up without giving her an explanation.

Feng Ting frowned with a fixed look.

I looked at the wreath I held in my hand, and then I looked at the little scallion sitting on my leg looking at him.

His face faltered.

The atmosphere seemed to be at a standstill for a moment, and no one was making any more noise.

Finally, Feng Ting Mo moved his hands and put the wreath on his head.

"All right." Obviously speaking to Xiao Conghua.

There are not too many words, direct action to prove to xiaoconghua.

Little guy immediately happy, "good looking!" Clap your hands. You can't be happy.

"Crooked, crooked, scallion flower to Baba wear!" Xiao Conghua looked askew, as if to find the place of discord.

He directly pulled Feng Tingmo's skirt, lowered his head, and adjusted it by himself.

And in the opposite of Chang Cong, he watched Feng Ting Mo put his hand down again.

Obviously, just now the man just wanted to wear it to Xiao Conghua, in order to prove that he didn't like the wreath.

I didn't want to wear it all the time, so I just raised my hand to take down the wreath again.

Who knows the little guy just came to be interested and had to correct his position by himself. Obviously, he didn't want to seal the court and take down the wreath.

That's what happened.

The expression on the man's face is obviously dark. It's only because the person in front of him is his baby daughter that he can hold back.

But it's enough to make Chang Cong smile and blush.

It's really funny that men wear garlands.

Although the man's appearance is not to be said, his facial features are three-dimensional and exquisite, and even the messy hair just can't make his image any loss.

On the contrary, more evil feeling, enough to see the man's face more adverse.

But often porridge porridge found, finally have this man can't hold the shape.

The man's facial features are very strong, coupled with his whole body temperament, appropriate overbearing atmosphere.

This meeting, with this delicate wreath, the whole feeling is really strange.

How to say, it's quite like the flower like image in the TV series

Although the image of fengtingmo is much better than that of Huahao, the feeling will never be stronger.

It's just like the combination of the two styles.

And the man is still black face, obvious low pressure, let this strange disobedience more strengthened.

Often porridge porridge is really hard to bite the lips to control their own feelings want to laugh.

This man, I'm afraid he hasn't had such a "good-looking" look in his life.

After all, who dares to mess with him.

But today, wearing such a delicate garland, I can't take it off.

Because in front of the shallot play more happy.

It's estimated that this man will die in his heart!

If it wasn't for the wrong situation, Chang Cong would really like to laugh.

But this meeting she can't dare, this man can't to small scallion how, doesn't mean to her patience will be so good.

Maybe she will be angry with her. She doesn't get as good treatment as xiaoconghua. You can imagine how miserable she would be if she really laughed. Changcong is not so stupid.