"Gentle?!"

Huo Qingyu opened his mouth in surprise, and when his eyes met Wen Wan, his pupils were dilated, and he seemed to be a little disbelieving what he saw with his eyes, he glanced at Wen Wan and then looked into the room, there was no shadow of Leng Shumo.

"Mr. Huo!?"

In fact, the gentle expression is compared to Huo Qingyu's reflection, it is really more than that, how can she not be quite, the big boss would appear here so suddenly, glanced at Huo Qingyu, who was so handsome and cold that he couldn't modify it with words, and then looked at the elegant and charming little milk bag, no wonder how did this little guy look so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, it turned out to be Huo Qingyu's son, except that the smell exuded from his body was a little different, and his appearance was carved out of a mold.

"This is Xiao Ran, isn't it?" Looking at the soft little milk bag, Wen Wan never imagined that such a cold boss would have such a cute and gentlemanly son, if it weren't for the fact that he looked too similar, Wen Wan suspected that it was not his own.

"Hey, Dad, Auntie, you know each other!" Xiao Nibao blinked her big eyes and looked at Huo Qingyu and then at Wen Wan, and asked curiously, "Hey, no, Auntie, you know me in addition to your father!" ”

"Yes, Auntie still knows Xiao Ran!" Wen Wan chuckled and leaned over to pinch the little guy's cute face, no way, the round little face was so charming, she really couldn't help it, fortunately she could see it, this little guy didn't hate her when she looked at it, however, Wen Wan thought that she was such a big beauty, she couldn't be hated by a man, let alone a little boy.

"Oh!" Huo Yiran smiled treacherously, nodded, and said that I knew, and the next sentence made Wen Wan feel that this was not Huo Qingyu's son but Leng Shumo's illegitimate son.

"Then you can be honest, you know my father again, and you live in Uncle Shumo's house, and you know me, do you like my father!" Xiao Nibao put his hands around his chest, raised his head to look at Wen Wan, and smiled shyly, "Do you like my father, and then you are afraid that I will not agree and oppose you being with my father, so you will live at Uncle Shumo's house, so Dad will take me today to see if you are suitable to be my mother!" ”

Wen Wan: "•・・・・・・ such a big fart is still brushing, and then seeing that her boss has a calm face and doesn't plan to explain, and lets her baby son mess around, Wen Wan really wants to bite her tongue and kill herself.

"That, Xiao Ran•; ・・・・・" Wen Wan thought for a long time but couldn't find a suitable word.

"Don't be nervous, although I'm a child, I'm not unreasonable, look at your appearance, I'm qualified to be a mother, and I can barely match my father's beauty!" Huo Yiran looked Wen Wan up and down, with an expression that Lao Tzu wanted to inspect the goods, but what he said was that the master had inspected the goods, and he was quite satisfied.

"Xiao Ran, if you want to find a woman for your father, you have to figure out the situation first, you are the woman who robbed your Uncle Shumo and stuffed it for your father!" Leng Shumo's lazy banter came from inside the house, and this guy was finally willing to go downstairs.

"Hey, you're Uncle Shumo's woman?" The little milk bag stood on tiptoe and glanced at Wen Wan, her expression was almost gentle and bitter, "Then if you don't say it earlier, I almost messed up the mandarin duck spectrum!" ”

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