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Chapter 122 Competing to Be Song Dabai's Godfather

She touched her face and straightened her hair, but no matter what she did, she couldn't hide the embarrassment on her face.

Suddenly, Lu Jinhan's teasing voice came from his ears: "Wipe your face with a tissue, the saliva will come out."

boom--

Song Yinyin felt forgiveness on her face, wishing she could dig a hole into it.

But just as her hand touched the corner of her mouth, she heard Lu Jinhan say again: "I lied to you, I really took it seriously."

"..."

Song Yin was very angry, turned her head, and threw her powder fist at him in anger, "Lu Jinhan, are you kidding me?!"

He didn't hide, and smiled lowly, as if Song Yinyin's fist hit him, like a cat scratching gently, it didn't hurt or itch to him.

On the contrary, Song Yinyin seemed to be flirting with him. She simply ignored him and drove straight to the villa.

There were two unfamiliar luxury cars parked in the yard, which seemed to be of great value at a glance.

But in the Lu's mansion, Song Yinyin had never seen these two cars, so she couldn't help but wonder if there were guests at his house?
Not to mention, there are real guests at the Lu Family Mansion.

These two guests, Song Yinyin, have seen each other before. One is Si Yuxuan and the other is Ji Tingfeng. I don't know what wind brought them here.

At this moment, the two of them are surrounding Song Dabai, vying to be his godfather.

"Dabai, I'm your father's good friend Si Yuxuan Shushu. Shushu asks you, do you like playing games?"

Song Dabai's small face is white and tender, especially cute and joyful.

He answered all the questions asked by the adults.

"I like it." He nodded obediently.

"Very good, let me tell you, Si Shushu is very good at playing games, what kind of game do you want to play in the future, Shushu will teach you."

Si Yuxuan spoke beamingly, trying his best to recommend himself in front of Song Dabai.

"If you play well, I will focus on cultivating you as a godson, and I can take you around the world in the future and play various world e-sports competitions, how about it?"

Song Dabai pouted his lips, frowned, thinking and thinking.

"However, I still feel that playing games is not as interesting as playing the piano. Besides, my mommy said that playing games will make you myopic, so I don't want to become myopic."

After hearing what the little guy said, Si Yuxuan's face was obviously disappointed.

But he didn't give up, and wanted to continue to persuade Song Dabai, but unexpectedly a big palm pushed him aside.

Si Yuxuan staggered and almost lost his footing.

But just so distracted, Ji Tingfeng took advantage of the loophole.

Ji Tingfeng in front of him was dressed in a heroic military uniform, and his tall and burly figure squatted directly in front of Song Dabai.

Even when he was squatting down, he kept his back straight as if he was standing in a military posture. His originally angular face was rarely gentle when facing Song Dabai.

"I'm Uncle Ji Tingfeng, your father's good friend. Guess what uncle does?"

Song Dabai was very smart, seeing him wearing a military uniform, he smiled and said, "I guess, uncle is a soldier, right?"

"The answer is accurate."

Ji Tingfeng said sternly, even if he was praising a child, there was no superfluous expression on his face.

Hearing that he is a soldier, Song Dabai raised his eyebrows curiously: "Uncle, do you know how to shoot bad guys? Do you know how to shoot guns like in TV dramas? Can I see how you shoot guns?"

The little guy asked a series of questions in one breath, and seemed very interested in Ji Tingfeng.

(End of this chapter)