Looking at Xiao Qingmeng, whose eyes were smiling into thin slits, Feng Hao felt very satisfied, and a warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.{}
If you owe them anything, you should try your best to repay it!
The two beautiful maids on the side looked puzzled at the happy-looking crowd of one big and one small at the door.
Because, no matter how they look at it, they all feel that the two of them are like a father and daughter, and such true affection and warmth cannot be faked at all!
"Huh?"
When she got close to Feng Hao's chest, Xiao Qingmeng was slightly startled. Then she got even closer to his chest, wrinkled her nose, and sniffed carefully. Her big bright eyes flashed, and she shouted, "It's my mother."
The scent of your body!"
When she called out like this, Feng Hao and Qing Wu in the room trembled slightly, and the two beautiful maids also looked at him in astonishment.
Mother's taste, doesn't it mean a saint?
They were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads to get the unrealistic idea out of their minds.
Although their saintly daughter is charming and beautiful, she is extremely cold-hearted. Within the divine sect, they have never seen her treat anyone well except for Xiao Qingmeng.
A person with an indifferent temperament would never do something like having an affair.
"Uncle, how come you have the scent of Meng'er's mother on you?"
Xiao Qingmeng suddenly flashed her big eyes and looked at Feng Hao doubtfully.
Obviously, the scent of my mother's body was not there yesterday.
"Well..."
Hearing this, Feng Hao's face was slightly embarrassed, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he laughed, "Maybe it's because Meng'er misses your mother too much. How come uncle has the fragrance of Meng'er's mother? Uncle only has the fragrance of Meng'er's mother.
Uncle’s own taste.”
As he spoke, a sense of pride arose in his heart. When he thought of his entanglement with the beauty last night, he felt a slight surge of fire in his heart. He took a deep breath before suppressing it.
The charm is natural, so even with Feng Hao's temperament, he can't resist that kind of temptation.
"No, we can't let her stay in the Shadow Demon Cult!"
Wouldn't such a beautiful woman be spied on by others? If she didn't stay by her side, Feng Hao wouldn't feel at ease. He thought to himself whether he should talk to the Shadow Demon Cult about the conditions so that he could marry Qing Wu openly.
"No! It's just the scent of my mother's body. Meng'er will not miss it!"
Wrinkling her nose again, Xiao Qingmeng retorted with a serious face, stretched out a white and tender little hand, pointed at the door, "Mother must be inside, because the fragrance on uncle's body is very strong, she must have just talked to her
Mom, give me a hug!"
This nose is so smart!
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Xiao Qingmeng in surprise. He could predict the time just by sniffing it?!
At this time, Qing Wu in the room was even more nervous, fearing that they would break in. After looking around, he found that one of them had opened the window, and the other slipped away and disappeared into the room like a wisp of breeze.
Listening to the almost inaudible sound in the room, the two beautiful maids on the side also looked at Feng Hao suspiciously.
So suspicious!
"Haha!... Meng'er, your mother is really not here with uncle."
With that said, Feng Hao opened the door, and it was completely empty inside. There was only one bed, one table, and four chairs, and there was no way to hide anyone.
"Huh? Is my mother gone?"
After scanning around, no Qingwu was found, Xiao Qingmeng exclaimed in confusion.
"Haha!...That's because Mother Meng'er has never been here before."
Feng Hao still yelled loudly, for fear that she would ask any more questions, so he shouted, "Let's go, uncle will take Meng'er to a fun place today."
Just holding Xiao Qingmeng in his arms, without saying hello to the two beautiful maids, Feng Hao strode towards the outside of the inn.
...
A strong man in coarse cloth with a beard on his face, a little girl in luxurious pink clothes and jade like a little angel, followed by two enchanting and beautiful maids, such a combination walked in
On the street, he immediately attracted the attention of some bystanders.
Of course, more attention was focused on the two beautiful maids.
Both women can be regarded as beauties. Whether it is their figure or appearance, no one can find any flaws. However, at this time, they appeared as maids, which immediately made many males feel dissatisfied.
and jealousy.
However, in Langye Ancient City, no one dared to cause trouble.
"snort!"
Feeling the intrusive gazes around them, the two women's pretty faces turned cold, their eyes were serious, and they glanced around. Not many people dared to look at them.
"Uncle, are you Meng'er's father?"
Xiao Qingmeng suddenly flashed her eyes and asked.
"Haha, then Meng'er hopes that uncle is Meng'er's father?"
Feng Hao smiled slightly and asked.
"Meng'er hopes!"
Xiao Qingmeng answered without hesitation.
"Why do you hope? If it were another uncle, would Meng'er be willing?"
Hearing the little girl's words, Feng Hao was so excited that he almost blurted out. After a while, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and asked softly.
"Because uncle is so kind, Meng'er likes to be with him. He doesn't like those uncles who come to disturb Meng'er from doing homework every day. They are so annoying that Meng'er can't get rid of them. Therefore, Meng'er likes that uncle is Meng'er's father.
!”
Xiao Qingmeng said seriously, her eyes filled with hope.
"Interrupting Meng'er's homework?"
Feng Hao was stunned, his heart sank, and he immediately asked, "Meng'er, do those uncles often go to your mother?"
"Um."
Xiao Qingmeng nodded heavily, with some disgust on his face, "Those uncles are so annoying. Meng'er doesn't like them, and mother doesn't like them, but they come to disturb Meng'er and mother every day. Uncle, you
Can you drive away those pesky ghosts so they don’t come back again?”
"sure!"
Hearing this, Feng Hao was overjoyed, and the smile on his face became even thicker, "If those pesky ghosts come to disturb our little Meng'er again, then beat them so hard that they won't dare to come."
"Giggle!...Uncle is so kind."
Xiao Qingmeng was so amused by him that her face turned a little gloomy and her big eyes looked directly at Feng Hao, "Uncle, it would be great if you were really Meng'er's father."
At this moment, Feng Hao really wanted to admit it directly. The hope in the little girl's eyes deeply hurt his heart.
But he knew that he could no longer hurt Qingwu, at least, he could not recognize Xiao Qingmeng without her permission.
At the end of the day, Feng Hao took Xiao Qingmeng around the ancient city. It was not until the next night that Xiao Qingmeng followed the two maids back to the other courtyard.~
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