Chapter 561
"No." Cheng Xiaobao shook his head, "I'm not that familiar with Uncle Mu."

Only then did Yan Shiting's stern face soften.

Xiaobao looked at his maskless left cheek, "Uncle Yan, you're not wearing a mask."

A look of unnaturalness flashed across his face.

"It's nothing to wear, and it's not scary." Cheng Xiaobao had a lovely smile on his immature face, "Compared to horror movies, Uncle Yan's face is much prettier."

Compare him to a horror movie?Yan Shiting's face darkened instantly, "That is to say, my left side is still scary?"

"Not anymore." Xiaobao didn't worry about this, "Uncle Yan became beautiful after plastic surgery. There are many women in the news who have plastic surgery and ugly girls become swans."

Yan Shiting sat up, leaning his back against the head of the bed, and took Xiaobao's small body into his arms, "How can a man be described as beautiful, you can't use words indiscriminately."

Speaking of the problem of using words indiscriminately, he couldn't help thinking of that woman nearly six years ago, that dead woman also liked to use words indiscriminately.

How could Xiaobao's faults be like hers?
Even Cheng Yingxuan has this problem.

His sharp eyes fell on Cheng Yingxuan's face. She had just woken up, and there was a lazy charm in her sleepy eyes.

His eyes darkened.

Inexplicably, he overlapped her figure with the figure of the woman who had raped him in his mind.

In an instant, there was an illusion that she was the woman from nearly six years ago!

The thought made him shudder and tremble.

Cheng Yingxuan came into contact with his thoughtful and contemplative eyes, and those sharp eyes seemed to have a sharpness that could see through people.

She always felt that some secret seemed to be seen through, and her heart was hanging on her hands, shaking like countless buckets.

"My mother said that my father learned to use words indiscriminately." The little guy thought for a while and said, "If Uncle Yan thinks there is a problem, you can go to my father underground."

Yan Shiting's eyes were sharp, he didn't refute his words, his eyes were still full of tenderness when he focused on Xiaobao, "Xiaobao, you called me 'Daddy' last night."

"I dreamed about my dad last night. Uncle Yan, let me tell you something secretly." The little guy recalled it seriously, and whispered a few words in Yan Shiting's ear, and the corners of Yan Shiting's lips curled up. smile marks.

Cheng Yingxuan was eavesdropping with her ears stretched out. Because her voice was so low, she couldn't hear what Xiaobao said, "What are you talking about so happy?"

"Secret." Two words escaped from Yan Shiting's lips, with an unconcealable joy on his face.

"Let's hear it." She was very curious.

I always feel that Yan Shiting seems to have guessed something, and her heart feels uneasy like being scratched by a cat.

But I dare not ask.

He is too smart, if he didn't guess it, after she reminded him, wouldn't she be shooting himself in the foot with a rock?
"If you say it, it's not a secret." Yan Shiting patted Xiaobao's head with his big palm, "Don't tell your mother either. Otherwise..." He also whispered a few words in Xiaobao's ear.

Cheng Yingxuan stretched her ears longer than a rabbit, but she couldn't hear half a word.

Cheng Xiaobao, a ghostly spirit, nodded honestly.

"It's too embarrassing for the two of you to do this!" She yelled a little depressed, "Don't tell me what's going on, and you are not allowed to have breakfast this morning!"

"If you don't eat, don't eat." Yan Shiting felt very seductive when he saw her go crazy, and his gloomy eyes were full of silent doting.

(End of this chapter)

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