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8845. Chapter 8845 He is his father

"What riddles are you playing?" Luo Lei circled Wen Xinnuan and smiled shamelessly, "Jing Popo really doesn't follow the rules of women. He left Ximen and immediately hooked up with her."

"Luo Lei, what are you talking about? I don't allow you to speak ill of beautiful women!"

"I'm afraid she will set a bad example for you!" Luo Lei has not forgotten how Jing Jiaren tortured him with Wen Xinnuan.

In Wen Xin Nuan Xin, Jing Jiaren is the goddess, and she believes whatever she says.

When the time comes, what will you do if you kick him out and hook up with someone else?

Jing Jiaren smiled lightly and said, "No, I am Ximen Longting's."

Hei Lintian looked slightly cold and smiled nonchalantly: "When he dies, you will forget about him."

“It’s not certain who died!”

"We'll see?"



The large restaurant is decorated with animal bones, with black roses hanging from bone baskets and green leaves.

The red fountain wine pool is gurgling with red wine...

The nine-headed dragon has a long mouth and drinks are spouting out.

Jing Jiaren is wearing a one-shoulder purple dress with her long hair hanging down, looking as alluring as a dark goddess.

No matter where she goes, her proud temperament is like a ray of light, blinding people.

Obviously Leng Jiaren looks the same as her, but she lacks her proud temperament.

Jing Jiaren's beauty is not only on the surface, but also engraved from the heart.

A handsome man stood by the wine pool, holding a glass of bloody wine, with one hand in his pocket and a woman around his arm.

Leng Jiaren pulled his arm with a coquettish smile on her lips——

Jing Jiaren saw his side profile, his majestic and unruly figure, and his heroic appearance.

Military green uniform three-stripe star glow, British retro color-brushed low-cut leather boots.

"Beauty, you are very handsome, very handsome, right?" Wen Xinnuan said from a distance, "Why hasn't your father aged? The first time I saw him, I thought it was unbelievable. He is your brother and he is almost the same!"

"..."

"But everyone calls him Mr. Dong Gong!"

Hearing the voice, the people in front of the fountain turned their faces.

Having not seen the sun all year round, his face was unusually white, so white that you could see the faintly emerging cyan blood vessels.

The lips were unusually red, as red as smeared with blood.

Three-dimensional and handsome facial features, with European ancestry——

Jing Jiaren's three-dimensional facial features, I think most of her genes were inherited from him.

Jing's mother is only 60-70% similar to JANE, but Jing Jiaren combines the advantages of Mr. Dong Gong, and her facial features are more three-dimensional and profound than Jing's mother. With the mixed-race European style, she becomes extremely similar to JANE.

Mr. Dong Gong is really handsome. When he was young, he would definitely make women crazy and make their hearts beat wildly.

Because now his younger version is very handsome and classic.

In Jing Jiaren's impression, Mr. Dong Gong would be a cruel, bloodthirsty and terrifying kind.

"Hi~Good evening, Mr. Donggong, hi~" Wen Xinnuan waved her little hand to say hello.

Luo Lei gritted his teeth and took off her hand: "Don't make me angry again!"

"Luo Lei, you are really stingy. He is the beautiful woman's father. I am just being polite to the elders! Shouldn't I say hello?"

Jing Jiaren's heart tightened and she stared at this man who looked about the same age... How could she admit that he was her father?

It's like time travel.

Maybe, when Jing Jiaren is fifty or sixty years old, if Master Donggong is still alive, he will still be so young!

"Finally we meet." Mr. Dong Gong said in a deep and intriguing voice. There was a hidden cruelty deep in his eyes.


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