Chapter 554

Suddenly in a daze, Luo Yangyang threw his arms around the canonized neck.

Luo Yangyang looked at the canonization and complained, "how can you walk without a sound? Scare me."

"You are too focused on what you think."

Feng Sheng took Luo Yangyang back to the small bed and sat down. Luo Yangyang also sat on his thigh.

"Are you wondering if you want to recognize Lancelot as your father?"

The canonization after bathing, the hair is slightly wet, and even a pair of black eyes looking at Luoyang seem to be tinged with a hazy sexy.

"Why did Lancelot leave my mother?"

Ever since she knew Lancelot was really her biological father.

Luo Yangyang thought a lot and found that the separation of Lancelot and his mother was the key point of the matter.

If Lancelot had only come to China for a visit, he regarded his relationship with his mother as a dew marriage. He had abandoned their mother and daughter. She didn't feel the need to recognize such a father.

But when Lancelot knew she was his daughter, his excited look didn't seem to be the same.

But if Lancelot hadn't abandoned his mother.

After she was born, why did her mother tell her that her father had died?

Lancelot must have made her mother sad before her mother lied to her that her father had died.

Otherwise, my mother can politely tell her that my father went to work in another country and hasn't come back yet.

Children are easy to cheat. If her mother tells her that, she will believe it.

But this is not the case. The mother directly said that her father had died and was no longer in the world.

"Only Lancelot himself knows why he left. You can ask him tomorrow and I think he will tell you."

The canonization was gently smoothed again and again, and Luoyang had long smooth hair.

Although Feng Sheng knew the gratitude and resentment of the Godwin family on the three British islands and several other big families, he also knew some.

But he doesn't know much about personal affairs such as personal grudges.

"I'll ask him tomorrow."

Luo Yang tilted his head and rested on Feng Shengguang's bare and thick shoulders.

For her father, from small to large, her mother kept silent to her.

Maybe she could learn from Lancelot what happened that year.

Fengsheng held the quiet and clever, and fell on the Luoyang of his shoulder.

Holding, holding, his big hand couldn't help but get into her clothes and caress her smooth white and tender skin.

"Well... Don't move." The sensitive waist was consecrated and suddenly pinched maliciously.

Luo Yang arched his small body reflexively, and his upper body was closer to his body.

"Yang Yang, do you remember what you said yesterday morning?"

Fengsheng slightly tilted his head and bit the white, tender and attractive earlobes of Luoyang.

Last night, the little thing was absent-minded, so he let her go temporarily, but tonight, it's not so easy to fool her.

When Luo Yangyang's bitten little shoulder shrank, two blushes floated on his small face.

"I don't remember."

What she said last morning was that she would come back last night and wait until the expiration of the time limit. She didn't come last night. Is it her fault?

"I don't remember," Feng shengmei raised, "it doesn't matter. I'll remind you."