Su Youwei was slightly stunned, and before she could say anything, Xiao Yihua saw the "Cold Weather" behind her with sharp eyes, and immediately spread her feet and ran towards Nangong Xuesha, happily like a butterfly, "Daddy!"

"Xiao Yi painting!" Su Youwei's face suddenly changed, and she blurted out.

That's not your daddy at all!

Fortunately, Su Youyu reacted quickly in her heart, so she didn't say it on the spot.

But Xiao Yihua didn't listen to Su Youyu's somewhat nervous call, and the two little feet were still cheerful.

Nangong Xuesha looked at the little girl who was rushing towards him, a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes, fleeting, but she still raised a smile and opened her arms, and Xiao Yihua fell into his arms accurately.

Su Youwei's face didn't know how to describe it, and she didn't know what to say.

Xiao Yi doesn't know anything about painting, does he?

What should she say to Xiao Yihua?

But remembering what Nangong Xuesha did to herself just now, although she only kissed her neck, she couldn't let go, and at this moment she saw Xiao Yihua rushing into his arms, she even had an impulse to blurt out "That person is not your father", but she finally held back.

Nangong Xuesha hugged Xiao Yihua's small body, and the moment the little girl bumped into his arms, his heart suddenly seemed to be hit by something, crispy and numb, but it was not annoying, and he even liked it very much. This body, small, soft, he will break it if he pinches it gently, but he has a very strange feeling, this is obviously Leng Tian's daughter, but seeing her very bewitching and similar appearance, he feels that this is his daughter, he wants to spoil her, love her, and care for her like a father.

The so-called love house and Wu, probably this is the truth.

Nangong Xuesha loves Su Enchanting and also loves Xiao Yi's paintings with a similar appearance to her. If Xiao Yi painted seven points like a cold sky, maybe his mood would be a little different, but who knows?

Nangong Xuesha's cold eyes were full of pampering, and she opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Xiao Yihua first, her tone was soft, sweet, glutinous, and very comforting, "Daddy, why do I think you are a little different?"

Xiao Yihua drew two little arms around Nangong Xuesha's neck, her little brows furrowed slightly, and her small mouth pouted a little dissatisfied, which was very incomprehensible.

Her original soul was brought back by her father with blood, and it was because she had an indescribable feeling for Leng Tianjue, probably some kind of unknown connection, but now she can't feel this connection in Leng Tianjue. This made Xiao Yihua feel a little uneasy and confused, but she didn't think that the "cold weather" in front of her was not her father, so she asked it without any guilt.

Fortunately, Nangong Xuesha naturally wouldn't know this, he thought that Xiao Yihua was just curious, and asked with a smile at the moment, his tone was indescribable, "Oh, what's different about Daddy?"

Su Youyu was relieved to see his appearance, she was afraid that Nangong Xuesha would hurt her because Xiao Yihua was Leng Tian's daughter, and now she was relieved to see him unabashedly spoiling her, but she still made up her mind that she would let Xiao Yihua contact him less in the next few days, because she didn't know whether Nangong Xuesha was pretending or sincere, and now Nangong Xuesha She really didn't worry about Xiao Yihua being alone with him.

Xiao Yihua wrinkled her cute little nose, and was silent for a long time as if she was thinking, "I don't know what's different." ”

Nangong Xuesha gently rubbed her little head funny, moving gently, as if he was a loving father, and he didn't care about the child's words.