After that, Xing Xiaole's fat fingers deliberately compared to his eyes, as if he was afraid that others would not believe him, and then began to persevere and continue to look for evidence: "And my mother, you can see that his eyes are like peach petals, and so are mine, but it seems to be a little smaller." And ・・・・・・"

Son!

Dear son!

Are you a professional sent by God to demolish your old lady?!

Xing Ruoyou was indignant in her heart, and although she tried her best to suppress it, her reddish cheeks betrayed her complicated feelings of shame and indignation at this time.

Pu Yangche's condition at this time is not much better, his son's words undoubtedly made him go through hell and heaven repeatedly, what is called like a father, he was originally his own father!

Also, where did my son get so many fathers?! What does they have to do with Xing Ruoyou?!

Clouds of mist swirled around Pu Yangche's mind, and thinking of some kind of possibility, his whole face turned green, mixed with black.

The hunting shadow by the door didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, and it was messy in the wind.

Her own princess is too strong, she has conquered three or four men in three years, no wonder her lord is now green?!

Xing Xiaole finished comparing himself, and felt that the man in front of him was almost no different from himself except for a strange mask around his right eye, and concluded very seriously: "Mother, he really looks like me, it should be my father, right?" ”

You think so, what else can I say?!

However, seeing Pu Yangche's deflated expression, Xing Ruoyou's mood was much better, and after a turn of thought, he thought about it and coughed lightly: "Son, can you be your father just by looking like?" You have to ask him if he has the capital to be your father! ”

"Capital?" Xing Xiaole tilted his head and thought about it carefully, his expression was slightly confused.

Xing Ruoyou coughed twice again: "Think about how your fathers treated you?" What benefits have been given to you? ”

She deliberately bit the word "daddy" in order to be angry.

Sure enough, the other party's face sank again and again, and she could feel his hand tremble again.

It's hard to endure, isn't it?

In front of your son, do you dare to be mad?!

Pu Yangche was really annoyed and helpless about Xing Ruoyou's provocation, but he wanted to know who those "fathers" were, and even dared to fight his woman's idea!

Xing Xiaole tried to think about it according to his mother's prompts, those four fathers were very good to him, but he spent the longest time with Father Shenzi and Father Zhan, the two of them taught him the most things and gave the most benefits, of course he preferred the two of them.

With a roll of his eyes, he quickly regained his clarity, took two steps closer to Pu Yangche on his short legs, and looked up at him: "You said that you are my father, is there any evidence?" ”

Pu Yangche was thinking about how to deal with the four "fathers", and was stunned when Xing Xiaole asked this.

Xing Ruoyou took the opportunity to escape from his grasp, and stood still dozens of steps away, looking at the one big and one small carved out of the mold, whether it was eyebrows, eyes, looks, and small movements in some details, it was almost the same.

It's just that the difference in temperament is bigger, after all, Xing Xiaole is still too young, and he has been with her for too long, so it's normal to get rid of stubbornness.

The more I look at this, the more sour and unwilling Xing Ruoyou's heart becomes.

It's obviously her son, so he doesn't look like her at all.

I really don't know if her own genes are too poor, or Pu Yangche's genes are too domineering!

Looking at Xing Xiaole's little face that was almost exactly the same as when he was a child, Pu Yangche was inexplicably excited, his heartbeat rose uncontrollably again, and unconsciously, his eyes softened a lot.

He slowly squatted down and knelt on one knee, so that Xing Xiaole could see that he would not be so tired, and then he said softly: "I am your father and your mother's husband." ”

Pu Yangche clearly did this kind of action for the first time, but it was as if he had practiced it thousands of times, naturally and without pretentiousness.

Even so, his natural noble temperament has not been reduced by half.

Xing Xiaole blinked his smart eyes a few times curiously, before Father Shenzi and Father Zhan both said that they were his fathers, but no one said that they were his mother's husbands.

It's just, what is a husband?

"Mother, what is a husband?" Xing Xiaole is a good boy who asks questions if he doesn't understand.

Xing Ruoyou deliberately turned her face away and when she didn't hear anything, when she heard Pu Yangche say, "He is her husband", her eyes were actually a little moist.

In order to avoid being discovered, she simply shook her hand and walked towards the house, chatting with their father and son.

Seeing that his mother ignored him, Xing Xiaole's eyes swept around Pu Yangche and Xing Ruoyou with some embarrassment, and finally returned to Xing Ruoyou, pulling his voice: "Mother, he really looks like me, can he also be my father?" ”

Although he still doesn't understand what a "husband" is, his mother is acting so strange today, it should be a very special thing.

Moreover, it was the first time he had met an adult who looked so similar to himself, and he looked like he was very powerful, and it seemed good to have another father like this.

The most important thing is that Xing Xiaole feels that the man in front of him is very eye-catching, and after seeing him, he always has a strange feeling of indescribability, and subconsciously hopes that he is by his side.

His son's words made Pu Yangche's terrible mood a lot better, but it made Xing Ruoyou helpless and powerless, and after dropping a sentence of "whatever you want", he really entered the house without looking at them.

However, I feel that my son's habit of recognizing his father at will must be changed, otherwise she may be really sold by him one day!

With the approval of his mother, Xing Xiaole turned to Puyang Che and smiled sweetly, not forgetting to comfort: "My mother is usually not like this, I don't know why it is so strange today, don't worry about her, it's okay for a while." ”

The first time I got my son's care, this feeling was extremely strange, and it was good to be extreme.

The corners of Pu Yangche's mouth rose uncontrollably, and he reached out and rubbed his son's head, which was considered a response.

"Daddy, you look good when you laugh! It's as good as a mother! Xing Xiaole's eyes were full of peach hearts, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, "By the way, what should I call you daddy?" ”

Thinking of the messy "daddy" in his son's mouth before, Pu Yangche's face was slightly cold: "This king is your father, you don't need to add anything else." ”

The hunters behind him all sweated for their own lord and the little lord, and when they met for the first time, the lord's emotions should also be restrained, in case the little lord was frightened, it would be bad!

Didn't you look at the attitude of your princess now!

But the next moment, Xing Xiaole's actions shocked the hunter・・・・・・