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However, he didn't say it, and Fengjiu never asked.

Everyone has their own secrets.

Since he didn't say it, he didn't want her to know, so why should she be strong.

……

Children's emotions come and go as quickly as they come.

When Zuo Hai came back with dinner, he saw Xiao Liang and Feng Jiu kneeling on a carpet in the center of the room, happily playing with the transformation robot together.

Feng Jiu hurriedly cleaned up the carpet, moved a low table from the wall, put it on the carpet, and then helped Zuo Hai put the food on the low table.

I have to admit that Zuo Hai's cooking skills are much stronger than hers.

So much so that now, the little girl doesn't want to eat the food she cooks.

Every Friday, Zuo Hai is not in the martial arts hall at night, and the dinner made by Fengjiu will be much less than usual.

Feng Jiu was very depressed and secretly tried hard, but it turned out that she really didn't have much talent in cooking.

The things made are limited to filling the stomach, and the higher requirements are not to be considered.

Color, fragrance or something, for Fengjiu, it is a moat-like existence......

After dinner, Feng Jiu was responsible for washing the dishes, Zuo Hai cleaned up the table, and played with the little girl in the room.

The kitchen is just below the stairs and is narrow and dimly lit.

Feng Jiu was washing the dishes while listening to the laughter of the little girl next door and Zuo Hai.

In the sound of rushing water, her thoughts drifted away uncontrollably, and the voice next door became more and more distant unconsciously......

In front of me, a picture suddenly appeared-

Noisy supermarkets, crowded crowds, tall and cool men......

Even if that man is in such a red dust market, he still seems to be a king standing on the top of the Forbidden City and dominating the world, handsome and noble.

Moreover, that person's demeanor is obviously lazy and indifferent, but his aura is domineering, even if he just stands silently, he can bring people an invisible sense of oppression.

Feng Jiu believes that this is his innate temperament, something he has carried in his bones since his previous life.

Thinking of this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but sigh, this man, no matter where he appears, is an existence that cannot be ignored.

It's just that, remembering the scene when he pushed the shopping cart with a handsome face and followed behind the short-haired woman, Feng Jiu suddenly wanted to laugh.

That picture, as if the emperor had come to the vegetable market, inexplicably had a sense of incompatibility and comical.

However, thinking that a man like him was willing to accompany his wife and daughter to the supermarket, Fengjiu felt a little incredible.

He must have loved his wife and daughter......

Feng Jiu's eyes darkened unconsciously.

Thinking of his wife, the short-haired woman who loves to talk and laugh, Feng Jiu thinks they are quite compatible, at least, they are quite complementary in personality, not as dull and boring as hers......

Moreover, their daughter Ruan Qianqian is also very cute, but her personality is a little too timid and shy, and she is not like her parents at all......

Feng Jiu's hand brushing the bowl slammed down.

Ruan Qianqian......

Nguyen ......

Why is his daughter's surname Nguyen?

Could it be her mother's last name?

Fengjiu felt that it was impossible, a famous family like the Long family would never allow their children and grandchildren to have other people's surnames.

So how to explain that Long Yutian's daughter's surname is Ruan?

After thinking for a while, Feng Jiu suddenly raised his hand and knocked his head.

What the is she......

What's his daughter's last name, what's her business?

With this kung fu, let's think about what to do in the future, but I can't run into him again.

It's not always good luck.

If you are caught by that man, the consequences can be imagined......

Just then, a chuckle suddenly came from behind her.