There are still many men with great courage to come forward to make an invitation.
Feng Qingcheng raised his eyes and glanced at him with a faint gaze, enough to stop all men.
The men's smiles froze. The young lady of the Feng family was too cold.
"Baby, why don't you dance?" Tis couldn't help asking. She could see that Xiran liked her daughter, and she also treated Xiran as her heir.
"Mom, go dance with dad, I think dad will be very happy." Qingcheng had no intention of staying.
"Yes, I will be very happy." Feng Jin said with a smile.
"You all go. Since baby doesn't like dancing, don't dance. Baby, are you hungry?" Mrs. Feng rarely saw her granddaughter and wanted to come forward and kiss her.
"Grandma, I'm not hungry." Qingcheng's name of baby went from ignorance to resistance, then from resistance to acceptance, and finally from acceptance to habit.
"Let's not prevent you from making friends with young talents, old women, let's go dance too." Mr. Feng held his wife's hand and walked into the dance floor.
"I'm still dancing at such an age." Although Mrs. Feng said so, she still enjoyed it.
Qingcheng was about to go back indoors, but was inexplicably blocked from the road. It was the person she looked at him just now.
Tis looked at the person in front of her, then looked at Qingcheng again, and finally looked at Feng Jin with a strange tone: "Is this your illegitimate son?"
"Wife, your imagination is too rich." Feng Jin smiled, and his eyes were also a little surprised. This kid looked too beautiful.
"Boy, why are you staring at my baby?" Tiss didn't have to be so surprised to see that the boy looked good but his expression was dumbfounded. The baby was definitely born to her, and she was definitely not the boy's bloody sister.
"I, I..." He opened his lips and looked at her without blinking, not knowing what to say.
"What are you nervous? My baby won't eat you again. Do you want to know my baby? At least introduce yourself first." Tiss was depressed. Although her baby is sometimes quite shocking, she looks good now.
Gentle.
"My name is Qingjun..." Qingjun was so nervous that she even trembled with her hands. Did she not remember him?
"Hmm? You said it's not your illegitimate son? Even the name is similar." Tis looked at Feng Jin with blue eyes.
"Wife, this joke is not funny." Feng Jin said helplessly.
"Boy, do you want to invite my baby to dance?" Tis asked again.
"I, I..." Qingjun was stunned and stunned. He couldn't dance.
"Mom, I'll go back first." Qingcheng bypassed him and left.
When Qingjun heard her voice, the thoughts in her mind broke slightly. This was her voice, which spanned a lifetime. He had been in this strange world with memories for twenty-two years.
"No, don't leave..." Qingjun immediately chased after her and stopped her, looking at her foolishly.
"Is there anything wrong?" Qingcheng asked patiently.
"I, I am Qingjun, can you not leave?" Qingjun prayed all over his eyes, his heart trembling, excited and scared.
"I lost my companion first." Qingcheng sounded inexplicably, so he politely refused and then took elegant steps.
Qingjun was panicked and immediately chased after him, but was stopped.
"Sir, please don't force others to do anything." Feng Xiran was tall and slightly taller than the other party, and was imposing.
"Get out!" Qingjun's eyes were cold. If someone dared to speak to him like this before, he would kill someone immediately!
Feng Xiran was stunned for a moment, his face looked a little ugly, and he could not understand this sentence "get out". As a well-educated gentleman, it is absolutely impossible to say such rude words on such occasions.
This sentence only has two words, which immediately attracted the attention of the surroundings, but Qingjun ignored it and immediately chased after him.