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Chapter Twelve Strict Father and Loving Mother

"Wow," I exaggerated, frightening both of them. "Aunt, you are so beautiful." I decided to go ahead with the praise to the death, "I thought you were Xiaobai's sister."

Mrs. Zhuo immediately covered her mouth and said with a smile, "This child is really good at talking. How can I be so young?"

"Aunt, your skin is so good," I looked at her enviously, "Aunt, how do you usually take care of it?"

"Oh, when it comes to this, it's really a knowledge..." Just like that, Mrs. Zhuo's chat box opened up completely.

Seeing his mother holding my arm affectionately and talking about her beauty experience, Xiaobai was completely speechless. I didn’t expect that his close friend’s knowledge covers a wide range of topics.

Mrs. Zhuo and I hit it off immediately. She taught me ancient skin care, and I taught her modern weight loss methods. That night, she danced weight loss exercises with me. It wasn’t until the dark-faced middle-aged man approached that Mrs. Zhuo became dissatisfied.

He stopped and asked me to be early tomorrow.

Wiping the sweat from my face, it goes without saying that the dark-faced man must be Xiaobai's father. I bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man and said, "I've met General Zhuo."

"Who are you?" He frowned and looked me up and down. His square face showed that he was an upright and loyal person.

"Dad, he is my friend." Xiaobai appeared next to me at the right time and thoughtfully handed over a towel.

"Friends?" General Zhuo glanced at the two of us with a sharp gaze, "Are you the fair-weather friends you brought back from a trip somewhere?"

I like his straightforward, unvarnished contempt.

"Dad, please don't talk about my friend like that." Unexpectedly, Xiaobai actually talked back to his father. General Zhuo looked slightly surprised and stared at him in disbelief. In an instant, he returned to his original state without saying a word.

turned around.

Xiaobai's face was full of disappointment, which showed that there must be a lack of communication between father and son.

"General Zhuo is a strict father," I pulled Xiaobai to sit on the stone chair. "A father must be full of unlimited expectations for his children. They are the continuation of his life and honor. If the children cannot reach his level,

The request will inevitably disappoint the father. But this does not mean that he does not love his children. On the contrary, it is precisely because he loves his children that he loves them deeply." I looked at Xiaobai and smiled, "

Xiaobai, your father loves you very much."

Xiaobai looked at me blankly, and was caught off guard and hugged me tightly, "Xiaoran, thank you, thank you... You are really my good brother... Thank you..." There was a hint of sobs in his voice.

"Don't, don't be like this," Xiaobai hugged me so hard that I couldn't breathe, "We are brothers."

"Well," Xiaobai slapped my broad back and said firmly, "good brother!"

"Ahem...Okay, good brother." It takes so much effort, this little guy, hey, he's so innocent and cute.

Deep love and deep responsibility... General Zhuo slowly turned around, and the tight lines on his face gradually softened. It seemed that Yi Feng had indeed made a satisfactory friend this time.


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