Orphan Girl Crossing: Peerless King Pet

Chapter 12 Street Search (2)

"OK!" After the morning exercise, Xia Feifei snapped his fingers, and the crazy smile disappeared immediately.

I have long been used to listening to the birdsong that this convulsive daddy uttered from time to time, so the few didn't ask any more questions.

Early in the morning, she was woken up by Xiao Hong, her personal servant girl. She was wearing a thousand taels of white clothes that were said to be made the day before yesterday at the most famous clothing store in Lin'an City, "Feng Ming Xuan". Not only is the aroma compelling, but the entire release is smooth as a crisp.

"Hey!" Xia Feifei pulled his mouth and put on a flat smile, "I don't know why these children wake up Daddy early in the morning?"

"Eh?" The youngest young master of the Xia Mansion tilted his neck and stared at Xia Feifei's face, "Daddy, isn't today your once-a-month trip to find a street? Daddy forgot?"

"Ah! Ahaha..." Xia Feifei scratched his head and smiled awkwardly. Although he had told the old man in the Xia Mansion that they had lost their memory, it seemed that they hadn't told any of their precious sons.

"It's like this, Daddy, didn't he slip into the water some time ago? Then, after waking up, Daddy forgot some things, which is the legendary amnesia. So it is understandable that Daddy forgot some things ,do you know?"

"Is it true? Amnesia? Daddy lost his memory? So he forgot today's trip to find the street?" Xia Qi blinked, looking at her daddy in disbelief.

"Enen, that's right, that's right." Xia Feifei nodded, not only was there cold sweat running down his forehead, but it didn't feel good to lie at all, especially for cheating such a little doll, he really felt too guilty!

"Oh!" Xia Qi replied half-understood, showing a satisfied smile, hehe, after the afternoon parade with Daddy, he would show off to Liu Er and take the opportunity to kiss her little cheek.

"Daddy, it's getting late, and you can't wait for those vermicelli!" Xia Wu gave Xia Jiu a blank look, and he had already thought about what was going on in his little head, hum, impure child.

"Xiaowu, it should be a fan, right?!" Xia Feifei impatiently began to find out Xia Jiu's vocabulary mistakes, and waved the folding fan in his hand helplessly.It was her fault, her fault.

(End of this chapter)