Leng Feng raised his head, although Leng Father is often like an old naughty boy, but his personality is extremely introverted, this kind of straightforward expression of his feelings, it is hard to imagine that it comes from his mouth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Leng Feng was born as an eldest lady, he usually only acted coquettishly in front of him and Uncle Wei Ming, and was willful. Walking out of the cold house, she is an inconspicuous one among the thousands of people.

At this moment, looking at his father's slightly white sideburns, Leng Feng felt a pain in his heart, after his mother left, his father supported the family alone, sometimes he went out early and returned late, and he would have the smell of women's perfume on his body, but as long as he opened his mouth, he would push away all entertainment and cut off the ambiguous entanglement with all women. His patience and love for himself are so tolerant, but he is always willful. I want to take him by force, but I often ignore that he is a person and a man with normal physical needs.

Gently closing her eyes, Leng Feng's expression suddenly felt a little lonely, she didn't know, it's just that she always felt that if a woman and her father were lying on the same bed, it would be blasphemy and contempt for her mother, therefore, for so many years, she relied on her father's love, but she also did a lot of unreasonable things, such as now......

"I'm ...... with her" Leng Feng raised his head, stared at Leng Ziyang without fear, swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty, "Me and her/him, if you can only choose one, who do you choose?" ”

Sure enough, Leng Feng felt a pain in her heart, and as soon as the words fell, she saw her father's face full of struggle and heartache, like a businessman's hesitation and greed when faced with two priceless treasures.

Why?

In his heart, Leng Feng is puzzled, his father's love for himself is obvious to all, he can even bring the works of the Paris fashion show for his own fun, but now because of a wild child outside, he began to hesitate...... Leng Feng couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out.

But there is one point, now she seems to be able to accept that her father has other women, but she definitely can't accept the other children he has, his children, just have her. There's no denying it. At this point, she always adheres to her bottom line, otherwise, she would not have tried her best to find the illegitimate child first, nor would she use all means, even at the expense of using the power of hell.

However, seeing the struggling and tangled look on her father's face, Leng Feng sneered, she really underestimated the status of that wild son in his heart...... At this moment, Leng Feng hated Youjia for the "wild son" she had never met, so much so that she couldn't imagine that the so-called illegitimate child would be unexpected.

"Explain ...... advance" Leng Feng stretched out his hand, shook his white jade hand lightly, his eyes were indifferent, and he said lightly, "Declare in advance, I will not accept him/her, no matter who she is." If you accept her, I'm bound to leave. If you accept me, you will have to abandon her. Raising his chin, Leng Feng said without backing down.

"...... you" looked at such an unreasonable girl, and stared at her coldly, did she force herself to choose one of the two when she joined the girl? He doesn't understand, even if he has a daughter, according to the strength of his dignified and cold family, let alone feeding two girls, even if seventeen or eighteen are problems, but why does his Feng'er just not listen to it, this is simply the rhythm of forcing himself to death......

"Did your Uncle Wei Ming teach you this?" Leng Ziyang was angry, but he couldn't get angry at her, so he could only vent all his anger on Li Weiming.

"It has nothing to do with Uncle Li......" raised the corner of his eyebrows, and Leng Feng said lightly. At this moment, an ethereal white light faintly appeared.

She was stunned, hallucinations? Or yin and yang eyes?

It's just that, maybe it's a trip to hell, maybe it's inherited the "colorful spirit satin", at this time, she no longer sees just a vague silhouette like when she was a child, this time, no matter how ethereal, she still sees the graceful figure of the shadow.

A light white gauze, long hair with tassels, a deep charm and deep eyes, and a peerless city. Even she seems to have to admit that the phantom in front of her is much better and more beautiful than herself or even her mother.

If when she was a child, she just regarded her as a beautiful aunt who came to her home, then at this moment, Leng Feng only watched coldly.

Because, from the woman's gaze at her father, it seems to prove everything.

A soul that is dead and restless. I really don't know if I should say that she is affectionate, or if my father has too many rotten peach blossoms.

It's just that, looking at his father, who was still distressed, entangled, and trying to convince himself, Leng Feng concluded that he couldn't see anything. It's just, why can you see something you shouldn't see? This made her a little confused.

However, now, looking at the ethereal shadow of the peerless city, Leng Feng was even a little glad that she died a little early, otherwise, according to her beauty and temperament, her father might have been snatched away a long time ago. At the same time, there is a strong hatred in her heart, which she didn't know when she was a child. Looking back now, she always felt that the reason why her mother was riddled with evil diseases was that there was a haunted Ah Piao at home.

Otherwise, at her mother's funeral, she cried and begged her to save her mother...... But she was indifferent and let the black and white shadows take away her mother? Now she also knows that it is not a shadow, it is the messenger of hell, black and white.

"Feng'er...... When will you grow up......" Leng Ziyang naturally didn't know what Leng Feng was thinking, he sat down leaning on her, and took a deep breath, he finally said with some difficulty, "I know, it's a little difficult for you to accept it for a while, but I'll wait, wait for you to accept it......" Leng Ziyang said more and more difficult, "Feng ...... It's all my fault......"

Leng Ziyang knew that he couldn't force her too hard, he understood that his daughter was not as unforgiving as she showed, nor was she barbaric and willful, all she lacked was time.

Hooked the corners of his lips, Leng Feng shrugged his shoulders noncommittally about Father Leng's words, as if he had expected it.

Turning his head, his peach-blossom-like eyes flashed with bright ripples, and he looked at Leng Ziyang slyly, "Dad...... Ask you a question......"

"Huh?" Leng Ziyang nodded, seeing that this girl was rarely willing to listen to him, he was naturally a little happy, and said with a happy eyebrow, "What's the problem?" ”

"Have you ever loved your mother?" Leng Feng looked at Leng Ziyang expectantly.

......Hearing this, Leng Ziyang only felt a pain in his heart, and a delicate and light shadow couldn't help but come to mind, his eyes were hot, and he couldn't help but ask himself, love?

Looking at Leng Feng's expectant and agile eyes, he subconsciously looked a little evasive, love? Leng Feng was asking him, and he was also asking himself, love ...... It's a pity that many years ago, I already had a heart deposited with someone. I have long lost the ability to love someone.

But...... Do you want to disappoint the girl in front of you? Leng Ziyang felt a pain in his heart, and through her exquisite outline, he seemed to see the woman who had done her best for herself, and she couldn't help but feel a little sluggish in her heart. He...... Compared to her mother......