Chapter 547

After Luo Yangyang turned to face Lancelot from, her right hand clung to the corner of the canonization.

Because she always suspected in her heart that the other party would be her biological father, Luoyang always had a feeling similar to the timidity of nostalgia.

Although she wanted to prove with Lancelot, whether they were related by blood or not.

But Lancelot really appeared, and she didn't dare to take this step forward.

Luo Yangyang looked at Lancelot's hand in front of her. She subconsciously tilted her head and looked up at the canonization.

"It's okay." Seeing that Luo Yang looked at him again, Feng Sheng bowed his head again and whispered in her ear.

Luo Yangyang looked down at Lancelot's hand, which was still confiscated, and then looked at her Lancelot with a smile.

She then loosened the corner of the canonization, carefully stretched out her right hand and held it up: "hello."

Luo Yangyang had a small skeleton and a small palm bone. As soon as she grasped lanslot's broad and thick palm, lanslot pointed back to hold her hand.

Her little palm was wrapped in it by Lancelot.

Lanslot's warm temperature came from his hand, which was tightly wrapped by his thick palm, just like a small boat in the wind and rain suddenly had a harbor to dock.

As soon as Luo Yangyang's heart was hot, he suddenly wanted to cry.

Maybe there is telepathy between father and daughter. Lancelot holds Luo Yangyang's small hand and is unwilling to release his complicated mood.

The two fathers and daughters looked at each other in this way, and their eyes looked at each other deeply.

Although luoyangyang and Lancelot have no feelings other than the family affection of their elders, they still look at each other affectionately while holding hands tightly.

Holding the canonization of Luoyang on one side, he began to be jealous as if he had overturned the five flavor bottle.

"Maybe we can find a place to sit and talk."

Feng Sheng stretched out his hand and gently grasped Luo Yangyang's wrist. With a little force, he pulled back Luo Yangyang's hand tightly held by Lancelot.

Although Lancelot is likely to be Yangyang's biological father, it is not appropriate to hold hands so affectionately all the time.

As a man, Lancelot knew what the object was thinking when he looked at the sanctified possessive eyes.

The hand he held with his daughter was forcibly opened by outsiders. Although Lancelot was dissatisfied, he didn't say anything.

After all, he was not around Yangyang and accompanied her even one day's growth. As an incompetent father, he seemed to have a terrible weak voice.

At least like now, if he doesn't like canonization and doesn't want the central government and canonization together, he will never dare to say it.

Because he hasn't been in his father's seat yet. Once he wants to break up his daughter's relationship, maybe his daughter will recognize him as his father.

Among the four people standing by the river, luoye is the most complicated and bad person.

He stood aside, whether it was Luoyang or canonization, or his uncle Lancelot, there seemed to be no existence of him in his eyes.

Even though he was wet and had a strong sense of existence, no one paid attention to him.

In half an hour.

A restaurant not far from "I'm here" CYTS.

Luoyang, canonization, luoye and Lancelot sat on a square table.

"Yang Yang, do you have a picture of your mother? If so, can you lend it to me?"

Lancelot looked at the quiet and clever Luoyang sitting opposite him, and finally summoned up the courage to ask.