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Chapter 1210 Female Venerable 50
When Bu Huan came back, his face was a little tired, but his brows and eyes were smiling.

Sitting on the chair, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, his expression showed a bit of ease.

Sure enough, the people and things around Feng Jun are very interesting. Every time she sees them, she feels that she has watched a wonderful show.

When Bu Huan thought about what happened during this period, he felt happy in his heart.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the empty room and wondered where his little husband had gone.

He has always been well-behaved and obedient, and he is very likable. He can stay in the room by himself for a long time on weekdays, but he is rarely seen going out.

At this time, a servant came over and said to Bu Huan respectfully, "My daughter, the husband is looking for you."

Bu Huan was taken aback, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"This... I don't know about the small ones." The servant shook his head and replied honestly.

Bu Huan nodded, stood up, raised his chin, and said to the servants, "Let's go."

When they got to the place, the servant saluted very consciously, and then backed away.

The surrounding area was very quiet, no one could be seen, the entire courtyard looked a little empty, and the servants seemed to have retreated.

When Bu Huan walked into the room, he immediately saw that his father was holding a book-like thing in his hand, flipping through it from time to time.

Seeing himself coming, he put down the book-like thing, and said to himself with a pleasant face, "Come?"

Bu Huan nodded, and saluted respectfully: "I don't know why my father came here for me?"

Father Pei's hand touched the book-like thing, and the smile on his face suddenly became a little inexplicable. He tapped it lightly with his finger, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Look at it!"

Bu Huan reached out to take it.

Opening it up, what came into view was a small and graceful portrait, with just a few strokes, but the demeanor and appearance of that person were vividly outlined, she was a pretty beauty.

There are also a few rows of small print below.

Write down the beauty's name, age, place of origin, status, status, and character.

Turned left and right, it's all like this.

At this time, what Father Pei said happened to be heard in my ears.

"You've been married to Huai'an for a while, and I think it's almost time to give you Nalang. You can pick and choose, and keep the one you like."

Father Pei's words were natural and light. He picked up the teacup on the table very naturally, took a sip, glanced at the screen next to him unnaturally, then took it back, and put the teacup in his mouth. After swallowing the tea, he slowly put down the cup.

"You pick slowly, don't rush."

Bu Huan had already closed the book, looking at Father Pei who was sitting above, with a puzzled face on his face: "Does Huai'an know about this?"

Father Pei nodded very simply, with this expression on his face: "Don't worry, Huai'an is a considerate person, you don't have to be afraid of his temper."

Bu Huan pursed his lips, feeling a little suffocated in his heart that he couldn't express. It's been so long, can't he still understand his heart?
Na Lang actually agreed to such a thing?
Bu Huan felt a little depressed, and really wanted to pry his little head up to see what was inside!
His face was a little cold, and he looked a little unfathomable, and his voice was inexplicably unhappy: "No need!"

(End of this chapter)