Downstairs, Tong Bao is in the arms of the Impatiens, with clear tears in his eyes. "Little aunt, why does uncle bully Mommy?"

Zhan Fengxian looks at Tongbao's face carved with jade. The child is so simple that there is no trace of impurity in her eyes.

"Tongbao, uncle didn't bully mummy..." Fengxian really didn't know how to explain to Tong Bao.

"You lied to me. My uncle bit mummy's neck. I see a lot of wounds on mommy's neck Tong Bao sobbed, tears rolling down his face.

Impatiens slapped on her forehead. She really didn't know how to explain to Tong Bao.

Not long after, Han Jue and Luo Shihan came down one after another. Luo Shihan has changed back to his clothes and deliberately chooses a grass green cashmere sweater with a high collar to cover his neck.

When Tong Bao saw Zhan hanjue, it was like seeing an enemy from another generation. She suddenly lowered her head and made a sign action that she hated people.

He turned out his white eyes and looked terrible. The Impatiens screamed.

"Ah, Tong Bao, who did you learn from?"

Luo Shihan is a little alarmed, because this action is taught to Tong Bao, and this action is not Luo Shihan's skill, but Zheng Ling's skill.

Sure enough, Zhan Fengxian cried out excitedly and said, "brother, this action... This action is not sister Zhengling..."

just after saying it, Impatiens realized that she had made a mistake and quickly covered her mouth to stop the following.

Zheng Ling two words, like a needle in Luo Shihan's heart. She was uneasy and secretly aimed at Zhan hanjue, trying to see his emotional reaction to Yan Zhengling from his face.

From the beginning to the end, the expression of Lord Zhan was calm.

Luo Shihan's eyes float a touch of gloom.

It seems that no matter how powerful Zhengling loves him, he will never respond to her love.

Luo Shihan held out his hand and gently held Tong Bao into his arms. He held out his hand to cover her eyes. When he let go, his eyes returned to normal.

"Tong Bao, don't be rude to Uncle Zhan." Luo Shihan criticizes Tong Bao gently.

Tong Bao glared at the warlord with indignation. Suddenly, he stretched out his little hand to pull off Luo Shihan's high collar, and gently and thoughtfully called out to mummy. "Does it hurt, Mommy?"

Luo Shihan's ears are slightly red. I just feel embarrassed to death.

Zhan hanjue glared at Tong Bao. The little bun was really good to Luo Shihan.

If she is one tenth of good to him, maybe he won't hate her.

"Tong Bao, it's not a wound, it's the purple Sha that uncle Zhan helped Mommy suck out. Do you forget that every time you have a fever, does Mommy suck on your neck? "

Tong Bao raised his sleeve and wiped his tears

"Well, you misunderstood uncle." Luo's poems contain the way.

Tong Bao apologized to the warlord, "Uncle Zhan, I'm sorry."

Luo Shihan's white lies are obviously not recognized by Han hanjue. "Why don't you tell her the truth?" He asked coldly.

"The truth?" Luo Shihan's face was full of conflict.

Children so small, which is suitable for listening to the love of men and women?

Han Jue saw Luo Shihan's red and white expression, and said, "don't misunderstand."

Luo Shi Han is shocked. What does he mean?

Zhan hanjue looked at Tong Bao and said, "uncle will marry your mother soon."

With strong opposition, he didn't look happy.

But they were so shocked that their eyes almost fell to the ground, as if they had heard the great news of the century.

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