Chapter 1085 - Consent (8)
"Actually, I can't forget it. But what if you can't forget it? Everyone else is dead, and they've been dead for so long. To be honest, when I saw Luo Qingxue for the first time, I felt a little uncomfortable. However, Ting Ting has a deep love for her. Moreover, she is really good. You can't just treat her because of her appearanceγγγγγγγγγ What's more, this child's family is really distressing. β
"Okay, okay, I'll say a word, but you replied so much!" Leng Haotian took a step forward and stood side by side with her, "I don't have anything of my own, I'm afraid that you will think too much." β
He didn't dare to say more superfluous words, for fear of hurting his wife's sensitive mind.
"After so many years, to be honest, no matter how uncomfortable it is, it has passed. Now, what I hope most is that Thunder can be happy. β
"Hmm. Although he often quarrels with Leng Yunting, his desire to be happy is not fake.
"Then, the next time you attend the banquet, don't look at Miss Luo anymore, and don't deliberately look for Tingting. β
"If he doesn't mess with me, I naturally won't be bored. Leng Haotian snorted lightly.
Feng Linxue smiled and stepped forward to hold Leng Haotian's hand.
Ups and downs, fortunately there are you all the way.
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Here, Luo Qingxue saw Leng Yunting with a straight face, and the car was driving extremely fast, and she didn't dare to talk to him directly in his anger.
The car raced all the way, and only stopped when it reached the Yan River, and the car made a deep brake black mark on the turf, and broke out with an earth-shattering sound.
Luo Qingxue was also so troubled by this inertia that she swooped forward, but fortunately she fastened her seat belt. After stopping strongly, Leng Yunting just grabbed the steering wheel tightly, and his eyes were still quietly looking ahead.
"Cloud Thunderγγγγγγγ Luo Qingxue hurriedly opened her mouth, wanting to persuade, but she didn't know what to say.
Luo Qingxue thought for a long time before saying, "When I was at your house, your mother showed me your photo album. β
Maybe it was Luo Qingxue's words, which were a little strange, and Leng Yunting couldn't help but glance at her. Moreover, didn't she tell him about this photo album?
"At your 100-year-old banquet, you urinated on your father. Luo Qingxue smiled, "The first time I planted a tree in elementary school, I wet your dad's trouser legs." After that, I played football as well. A volley from inside the box β the ball flies into your dad's face. β
Thinking of these troubles, Luo Qingxue wanted to laugh.
And precisely, these things were also the moments when Leng Haotian was very embarrassed by him, not to mention, Leng Yunting's tense face slowly replied.
Luo Qingxue leaned her head on his shoulder and said softly, "Yunting, I envy you so much." You have such a gentle and understanding mother, and you have such a father. β
"That's the kind of dad, it's better not to want it!" Leng Yunting scoffed.
"How could it be?" Luo Qingxue wanted to say that her father was a bastard who had been planning for so many years, defrauding her mother of her property, killing her mother, and wanting to get rid of her as soon as possible!
However, she couldn't say that, she could only enlighten him: "To be honest, I don't really like your father very much." β
Leng Yunting was a little strange and glanced at her. He had thought that she would persuade him like she had done before!