Wrongly Marrying a Cruel General: Mad Concubine Peerless

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your mother, I thought it was the woman you love." Qingluan had no choice but to explain like this.

The man's expression softened slightly, but his face was still dark.

"My mother is the woman I love the most." The man seemed to have a smile on his face as he spoke. His mother was the woman he cared about most in his life.

"Yes, yes, everyone's favorite woman is his mother." Qingluan quickly agreed with him.

"Hehe, why is your belly so big?" The man pointed at Qingluan's belly in confusion, maybe subconsciously he didn't think about pregnancy at all.

Qingluan looked at this man in astonishment, she really didn't expect him to ask such a question, could there be something wrong with his brain, or how could he not know that she was pregnant?

"Why are you looking at me like that? In fact, I want to say that you are really beautiful, but you are not beautiful if you have a bulging belly. You are still very similar to my mother." The man's Oedipus feelings came out again.

Qingluan was really speechless, how could there be such a man?

"Okay, let's go grill the fish." Qingluan really wanted to laugh out loud. Is this really the first time he has seen such a man?

The man smiled and nodded, as if he was an obedient child.

Qingluan looked at the man's back with a smile on his face, this man's IQ is really questionable.

"Does he look familiar to you?" The white-haired old man frowned and looked at the man's back, with mixed feelings in his heart. Could it be related to himself?

Qingluan stared at the white-haired old man.

"You don't have a fever, do you. Is this the first time we've seen this person?"

The white-haired old man shook his head, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"You see how old he is?" he asked again.

Qingluan stretched out her hand to drag her chin, and thought for a while.

"Probably more than 20." Finally she said quietly.

The white-haired old man continued to shake his head.

"If he didn't guess wrong, he would probably be in his 60s." If he didn't guess wrong, the man in front of him was his son.

Qingluan's eyes widened suddenly, how could this be possible? The difference between the 20s and the 60s should not be small, whether it is her eyesight problem or the white-haired old man's eyesight problem.

"He must not be over 30 years old!" From Qing Luan's point of view, it is impossible for this man to be over 30 years old.

"Then let's wait and see!" The white-haired old man's heart, which was basically asleep, suddenly stirred up waves.

He was really looking forward to it. Could he be his son?He wanted him to be, but he was afraid, afraid to face, afraid to bear.

Qingluan had never seen such an expectant white-haired old man before, as if the dried thatch was green again by the wind.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so interested in this strange man? You can't be a man..."

"Look, the water is up to our knees, what should we do!" The white-haired old man interrupted Qingluan, his expression became serious.

Only then did Qingluan lower her head to look at the water on the ground. There seemed to be no water on the ground when she first came in, but now it was up to her knees. If An calculated it this way, they would definitely be submerged in a short time .