Even Zhui Feng, who had a thousand-year-old iceberg face, kept twitching the muscles on his face.
Mo Chuan managed to hold back his laughter.
The most beautiful one can be his father
Is this a child's talk, or was it something his mother taught him
What a child's play!
He asked deliberately: "If you meet someone more beautiful than me again in the future, will you change your father?"
Sure enough, Shen Ling'er was knocked down at once.
Shen Ling'er wrinkled her eyebrows and wrinkled her nose, as if she was thinking hard.
For some reason, Mo Chuan suddenly felt uncomfortable.
what happened to him
Does he really want to be this child's father
"Well, I don't know. I haven't met anyone better-looking than you, my beautiful uncle. If I did, maybe I would recognize him as my father." After all, Shen Ling'er is still a child, no matter how smart she is to say it. His words are also innocent and not adulterated in the slightest.
Mo Chuan's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He coldly pulled his sleeve away from Shen Linger's hand, not wanting to look at him again.
After working on it for a long time, this kid is just a white-eyed wolf.
Shen Ling'er blinked again, as if he could tell that his beautiful uncle was unhappy.
"How about you become my father temporarily?" He said in a flattering tone.
Mo Chuan's stern face couldn't help but twitch.
Becoming a father temporarily
What is this nonsense!
"Come, sit down." He suddenly pointed to the position in front of him.
Shen Ling'er sat down, her chubby hand holding her chin, her eyes blinking at him.
Mo Chuan tried hard not to be moved by his cuteness and continued to say with a straight face: "Why do you have to find dad? Does your mother want to get married?"
"Of course not, it's me who wants to find a father. Other people's children have a father and a mother, but I only have a mother and no father." Shen Ling'er shook her head.
"Don't you have a foster father?" Mo Chuan asked without leaving any trace.
"A foster father is a foster father, but a foster father is not a father."
"Then what kind of person is your adoptive father?" Mo Chuan asked again.
Shen Ling'er was about to answer when she suddenly heard a clear scolding from behind her.
"Ling'er!"
He immediately turned around and threw himself into the visitor's arms.
"Mother!"
Shen Rumei came back just in time, and she glared at Mo Chuan warily, with warning and disdain.
Huh, shameless for trying to trick a child!
Mo Chuan's expression did not change at all.
His eyes fell on her, and a light flashed in his eyes.
She had just taken a shower, and her long hair had not yet dried. The tips of her hair were dripping with water, falling on the grass like crystal dewdrops.
Her hair is as black as ink, and her skin is as white as snow.
Instead of wearing the dress that was torn by thorns, she put on the black robe he had prepared.
The texture of his clothes is excellent, smooth and soft, but very long.
She was very smart. She cut the hem of her robe shorter and tied it with a belt, which made her waist look slender, slender and slim.
The whole person is like a lotus emerging from the water, fresh and moving.
Mo Chuan glanced out of the corner of his eyes and found that at least half of the guards' eyes were fixed on her, and his expression suddenly darkened.
"Spread out, spread out!" Zhui Feng immediately noticed his master's unhappiness and shouted loudly to drive away the guards.
The master's women dare to covet these guys without eyes, so they should gouge out their eyes!
"Eat something."
Mo Chuan took out a roasted hare from the fire and threw it to Shen Rumei.
Shen Rumei reached out to take it, snorted again, and led Shen Linger back to their tent.