"You said before, you don't plan to find Xiaoyi's father?"

The man ignored her, walked over, and sat on a bamboo chair on the balcony.

Jian Chu looked at Feng Yichen and was slightly stunned, thinking that Xiao Yi felt a little sullen every time he saw Feng Yichen's happy appearance.

But......

"Well, not going to."

Although Xiao Yi likes Feng Yichen, it is ridiculous to let Feng Yichen be his father.

Feng Yichen nodded slightly, not paying attention.

That reaction made Jian Chu almost think that he was really not interested in this matter.

However, in the next second, the man spoke again.

"So, you're not going to find yourself a husband?" The man's voice was extremely soft.

Jian Chu: "......"

Is there any difference between this sentence and the above sentence?

"Don't look for it!" Jian Chu replied very happily.

The man sat there with his legs folded, very idle, one hand on the small round table beside him, and his fingertips tapped on the table for a while.

The sound of fingertips tapping on the glass table top is soft and crisp.

But it made Jian Chu's whole heart lift.

She was afraid that she would anger the big guy by rejecting the big guy again and again.

After a long time, the man asked again: "Think about it?" ”

Jian Chu: "......" is not considered!

"Third master, don't make such jokes with me again."

Feng Yichen's fingertips knocked heavily on the table, not moving, but looking at the girl in front of him.

Jian Chu leaned against the window, lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and continued.

"Third master, I know what you think, you have money, you have any kind of woman you want, but I really don't want to." The girl's voice was dull, and at the end of her speech, her voice couldn't help but tremble a little.

Feng Yichen listened to the girl's words, and every time he said a word, his face became gloomy.

In the end, I raised my hand and rubbed my eyebrows, so I restrained my emotions and didn't scold you know a fart?

"Come here." The man's voice was extremely low.

Jian Chu looked at him and didn't dare to move.

"Come here, don't make me angry."

There was a hint of anger in his deep voice.

Jian Chu didn't dare to go over.

"Third master, in fact, ......"

"Keep your mouth shut."

Jian Chu immediately shut up.

That cowardice made Feng Yichen a little funny.

But she didn't come, he did.

I saw the man stand up and strode over.

But Jian Chu was taken aback.

Jian Chu was just about to run to the door when he was caught.

Jian Chu was startled, struggled hard, Feng Yichen directly carried her back as if he was a chicken, and then sat on the edge of the bed and pressed her on his lap.

"Feng Yichen!" Jian Chu was like a frightened kitten, and her whole fur exploded.

Feng Yichen looked at her frightened appearance, but his mood was inexplicably happy.

"You really don't like me?" The man's voice was a little smiling, a little bewitching.

Jian Chu's mind buzzed instantly, and he looked at the handsome face in front of him.

I don't like it, but I can't say anything.

Even she herself was a little frightened, why, it was obviously a very simple sentence that she didn't like.

She looked at the man in front of her at the moment, but it was so difficult to speak.

She doesn't like him!

Of course not...... Like it, right?

Being looked at by the man's gaze for a long time, Jian Chu couldn't help it, looked away, and muttered in a low voice.

"Even if you like it, you like your face."

The muttering voice made Feng Yichen a little funny: "Well, it's okay to like faces." ”

Jian Chu's face turned even redder when she heard this, and she didn't dare to look at him.

One heart, the whole mess,