The corner of his mouth twitched, and his cold voice escaped from his lips and teeth: "Who are you?"
The little girl was startled, then blinked in hindsight, yes, she hadn't introduced herself yet.
With her little arms still holding Qianmo Qingcheng's thigh, the little girl raised her innocent face and smiled sweetly at Qianmo Qingcheng, "Daddy, my name is Xue Ling'er, that daddy, you look so good...
"
While saying daddy, Xue Linger did not forget to add her own catchphrase, this girl.
He also didn’t forget to praise Qian Mo Qingcheng. He is so beautiful. How could he be so beautiful?
How could there be such a good-looking person in the world?
Xue Linger once cursed in her heart.
Qianmo Qingcheng suppressed the smile on her lips and replaced it with cold and ruthless alienation and indifference, "I don't know you. Also, I don't want to hear the word 'daddy' again."
If Luo Xue wakes up and finds out that he has such an older daughter, she will think that he has another woman outside.
He didn't want to take this risk.
Xue Linger's face froze, and she looked at Qianmo Qingcheng with an expression of "I'm so surprised."
That's right.
She is Xue Ling'er. Why doesn't her father recognize her?
"I told you that you are my father, and you are my father. You are not allowed to default on your debt!"
Xue Ling'er has an expression that says it will be whatever she says.
Qianmo Qingcheng frowned helplessly. This little girl came out of nowhere. The first thing she said was to call him daddy. Do you want it to be so funny?
However, what he was more concerned about was that this was a snowfield, and why a little girl appeared out of nowhere, or a little girl who transformed into a bird.
Looking Xue Linger up and down, Qianmo Qingcheng found that the aura on Xue Linger's body was very clear, like snow crystals, without a trace of impurities.
It is not a kind of spiritual energy, it seems to be brought by nature.
Qianmo Qingcheng ignored what Xue Linger just said, raised her eyebrows and asked: "Who are you?"
"I'm your daughter." Xue Ling'er's little arms still didn't let go of Qianmo Qingcheng's thigh, hugging her tightly, with a "I just won't let go" attitude.
Qianmo Qingcheng frowned, slightly unhappy, "I don't like people who always talk nonsense."
Xue Ling'er was a little unhappy when she heard Qian Mo Qingcheng's tone. Her black and white eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist. Her original cuteness and playfulness disappeared, and she was replaced by a pitiful look, "I'm sorry.
Daddy, I didn't mean to make you angry.
It's Ling'er who is not good and makes Daddy angry. Daddy is not angry. If you have to be angry with Ling'er, then you can beat Ling'er. As long as Daddy is not angry anymore."
Qianmo Qingcheng's eyes darkened, what with what?
There was a layer of air-conditioning on his crown-jade face, and he was very unhappy now. Even though he looked at Xue Ling'er's pitiful appearance, he still couldn't be moved.
Just because he was very unhappy because of that so-called "daddy".
"Xue Linger, didn't you hear what I said?"
In Xue Ling'er's opinion, the current Qian Mo Qingcheng is not cute at all. He is cruel, and her father is actually cruel to her.
In an instant, Xue Linger felt a sense of grievance flowing through her blood and throughout her limbs.
Her nose was sore and her eyes were red. Xue Linger's tears were like broken pearls, pattering down her fair and smooth cheeks.tu.
Opening her mouth, Xue Linger cried loudly, just like a child who had been wronged and had nowhere to complain.
Originally, her two little arms were hugging Qianmo Qingcheng's thigh. Because of her crying, Xue Linger only withdrew one of her little arms, while the other one was still tightly wrapped around Qianmo Qingcheng's thigh.
That way, it was as if Qianmo Qingcheng was afraid of running away.
He yelled: "It's Ling'er's fault, it's Ling'er who's not good, Ling'er made daddy angry, wu wu, it's all Ling'er's fault..."