Chapter 230: I, the God of War, am weak and can't take care of myself

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the entrance of the alley, and the sound of milk whirring followed, "Mouth owes uncle?" ”

It's porridge porridge!

Ximer's brows frowned slightly, and he suddenly stopped attacking, took a few steps back, and disappeared after a few flips.

That's it?

Ye Lingfeng's brows furrowed even tighter, who the hell is this person, why did he come and go in a hurry, just to beat him up? It's so crazy, it can't be Ximer, right?

But who else can do that.

And he doesn't know Simmer either.

He couldn't figure it out.

Just thinking about it, Congee Porridge ran over, staring at him with big black eyes, looking uneasy, and asked, "Uncle Kou, why are you here?" Isn't there anything to buy again? ”

Hearing this, Ye Lingfeng immediately smiled, "How come, I'm just walking around, besides, don't all my money be stored with you." ”

"That's not necessarily, who knows if you're hiding your money." Her master kept hiding, and every time he told her that there was no food, but she secretly nibbled on cakes in the middle of the night, and she caught it several times.

The elder brother said that this is a common problem of men, who love to save private money.

When you have money, you do bad things.

She looked at him suspiciously, "You really didn't buy anything?" ”

"Not really." Ye Lingfeng took out a few pockets, empty, "Look, there is not a penny."

Porridge checked it, "Okay." ”

As she spoke, she stepped forward and grabbed the corner of his clothes and walked out, "That mouth owes uncle, don't run around, you will want to buy things if you see too many things, and you won't think about it if you don't look at it." ”

Congee Congee persuaded bitterly: "It's not easy to make money, you have to save some money." ”

The little girl chattered, but Ye Lingfeng didn't feel annoyed at all, watching her pull the little hand at the corner of his clothes, he couldn't help but stuff a finger into her palm, "Hold it like this, this will definitely not run far." ”

He couldn't help but praise his wit, and the next moment, only to hear a "click", he gasped suddenly, and his handsome face suddenly distorted.

I saw Congee Porridge grabbing his fingers in his hand and subconsciously breaking it.

After breaking it, he suddenly reacted, "I'm sorry I owe my uncle!" ”

As he spoke, he clicked and picked him up again.

Congee hurriedly let go of his hand, the little fat paw was at a loss behind his back, and said with a weak heart: "You owe your uncle, are you okay?" ”

She was completely subconscious.

"It's fine." Ye Lingfeng held it strongly, gritted his teeth and said, then stretched out his hand to wrap her little hand in the palm of his hand, held it firmly, and saw that she had some self-blame on her face, and smiled at her, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine, my bones are hard, it's okay." ”

Hearing this, Congee Congee was stunned, obviously she did something wrong, why did he comfort her in turn?

The temperature of his palm was high and warm, and the porridge moved uncomfortably, but he held it tightly, and the strength would not hurt her.

Looking up at him, seeing that he was satisfied, the porridge hand slowly stopped struggling.

Kick the pebbles on the ground, forget it, let him lead it.

One big and one small quickly returned to the playground, and when she heard Qin Er call her, Congee Congee immediately responded, her little hand was withdrawn without hesitation, and she told her while running: "Don't run around when you owe uncle, I'll come to play with you!" ”

The palm of his hand was empty all of a sudden, Ye Lingfeng was a little stunned in his heart, and after a while, he looked at the back of the porridge and quickly cheered up.

At least today it was confirmed that pretending to be weak and pitiful in front of Congee Congee worked.

From today on, he will be the weak Ye Lingfeng who can't take care of himself.

He is confident that within a week, he will definitely change his name to Daddy!

Thinking of something, his brows furrowed again, dialed Qi Hua's phone, and asked directly: "Xi Mo has been in Beijing recently?" ”

"I don't know, his whereabouts are also confidential, why do you suddenly ask this?"

Ye Lingfeng talked about these two things.

Knowing that someone had a draw with him, Qi Hua immediately sat up, and his face suddenly became solemn, "Do you suspect that person is Xi Mo?" No, he wouldn't want to kill you, would he? ”

Although they belong to two systems, they all do the same thing.

Ye Lingfeng shook his head, "He didn't want to kill me, both times, he only hit, and he didn't make a killing move." ”

Or is it so?

Qi Hua touched his chin, "Is it because you owe a beating?" ”

Hearing this, Ye Lingfeng sneered, his voice suddenly sank, and said dangerously: "You have the ability to say it again." ”

Qi Hua was momentarily stunned, "Hehe, I'm kidding, don't worry, I'll go find someone to inquire, that's right." ”

Suddenly remembering something, he changed the topic and said: "And the little bald head, you can also be a little careful, that little guy is a good seedling, don't rush her to do the task, recruit her in first and cultivate, when she grows up, she will definitely be better than you, and she will be able to take over your dragon group when the time comes." ”

When he mentioned this, he was full of interest, and he was even more excited than when he dug up Ye Lingfeng.

He'd never looked away.

Just the innate divine power of porridge, I was so powerful when I was a child, and I can still get it when I grow up.

This kind of talent must be booked first.

But he never thought that Ye Lingfeng's sneer was even heavier, "Find your own daughter, don't bring disaster to my daughter, just how dangerous your dragon and tiger nest is, my daughter won't go!" ”

Qi Hua was stunned when he heard this.

Where did he go to find his daughter's trouble?

No, where did he come from!

"Are you stupid? I said what about the little bald head, what kind of girl is not a girl, what do you say. ”

"Porridge porridge is my daughter!" Ye Lingfeng said loudly, knowing what he wanted to say, and said proudly, "Lao Tzu was born to me, Yaya gave birth to me." ”

"What!" At this moment, Qi Hua stood up in complete shock, the chair rubbed on the ground and made a sharp sound, he didn't have time to care, and said in shock, "What did you say?" ”

Ye Lingfeng really said it again, and said proudly: "Congee Congee is my daughter, did you hear it clearly this time?" Do I need to repeat it? Or I'll repeat it ten more times, no, a hundred times. ”

As he spoke, he was about to speak again, but Qi Hua hurriedly interrupted him.

Ye Lingfeng also sighed regretfully, he finally found a chance to show off.

As far as he looked, it was true when he heard it.

It's just that Qi Hua didn't expect that there would be such a relationship between them.

Qi Hua stroked his heart, it was difficult to calm down for a long time, and after a while, he returned to normal, and he couldn't help but be happy for him, "Okay, you kid, let's see if you dare to be so desperate in the future." ”

Ye Lingfeng smiled, looked at the direction of the porridge, and slowly smiled, "No, my life is tied to my daughter now." ”

He's going to watch Porridge grow up.

"Wouldn't it be better now, you're a little bald father, tell her to let her come, it's definitely okay." Qi Hua took the opportunity to say.

Ye Lingfeng snorted coldly, "Don't think about it, my daughter is a monk, and she is the most compassionate, so she doesn't get bloody." ”

Believe that he is a ghost, as far as she likes to kick people into the wall every time, where is the slightest mercy.

Excuse!

Qi Hua said deliberately: "Could it be that the little bald head hasn't recognized you yet, and it doesn't work for you to speak, right?" Hey, the little bald head has a father, I'd better go find Mr. Qin, the little bald head will definitely listen to him. ”

Hearing this, Ye Lingfeng's face turned black all of a sudden, "Get out!" ”

After scolding, he hung up the phone directly, looking unhappy.

He's not as good as Qin Yan?

Phew, old eyes are dizzy!