Chapter 1893: Whose Child Is This? Fives

She stood up from the sofa with a stun.

Facing Fan Yu's playful gaze, for a moment, there was only a blank space in her mind.

Half a ring, all just staring at the photo on his cell phone, unable to say a word.

Does he know?

"Why, stupid? Do you feel very similar to my son? Just kidding you, this is not my son, but a little boy who was accidentally photographed by a friend, feels very similar to me, so send me a look.

When Fan Yu saw her bun, she seemed to be frightened by the news that she had children, a gentle explanation.

After hearing his explanation, Qiao Yuanfei changed to his original expression in a second.

Just staring at him dullly.

He didn't know ...

She swallowed, and for a while she didn't know what she was feeling now.

Without tension, with a touch of loss and curiosity.

Curious if he knew ...

Can't think again!

Qiao Yuanfei took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

Just about to ask his friend who took the picture, Fan Yu stared at her treacherous face, and the words turned sharply.

Suddenly asked.

"You seem to mind if I have children?"

"..."

"If I really have children, will it surprise you so much?"

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei couldn't answer two consecutive questions.

Her first reaction was really scared.

But he was not scared by the news that he had children, but by the pictures of children on his mobile phone.

She never thought that there would be pictures of the baby on his phone ...

"Xiao Tangbao has finished drinking milk. I'll wash the bottle for him and pour some water."

Qiao Yuanfei's guilty conscience did not dare to look at Fan Yu's eyes, made an excuse, took the bottle and ran.

She fled into the desert, as if acquiesced in his words.

Fan Yu's mouth was bent with satisfaction, and he reached out and hugged Xiao Tangbao.

The long finger pointed at the tip of the little guy's nose. When he saw that he was full and drank, he stretched out his little tongue and went to sleep again.

Suddenly there was a hint of evil in my heart.

I took my cell phone calmly, reopened the photo Nian Xiaomu sent to him, and shook it in front of Xiao Tangbao.

"Don't say that Uncle Fan doesn't hurt you, let me wake you up first, this may be your enemy."

"Wow--"

The little guy who was still sleepy just now does not know if it was a coincidence or a god.

Glancing at the photo on Fan Yu's phone, and hearing Fan Yu's words again, his face collapsed and he opened his mouth and cried.

Douda's tears fell down.

Crying heartbreak.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying so much suddenly that you're not full?"

Qiao Yuanfei heard the sound and ran out from the kitchen holding the freshly washed baby bottle. He heard this terrible cry and looked at the black-faced Fan Yu again.

Those who didn't know thought that it was Fan Yu who hanged Xiao Tang Bao.

With such a small milk doll crying like this, Qiao Yuanfei's heart was agitated.

She quickly stepped forward, took Xiao Tangbao from Fan Yu's arms, and gently put them in her arms to coax.

His expression was kind and his voice was extremely gentle.

"Okay, don't cry, don't cry, aunt feed you some water ..."

Her hand gently patted the little guy's back.

Take a moment, with a pleasant rhythm.

Xiao Tangbao was still crying very sad.

Coaxed for a while, Qiao Yuanfei glanced at Fan Yu with a look of astonishment, and some later reacted.