3298: C3298 I Was Wrong

C3298 I Was Wrong

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" I was wrong!

Sure enough, just like before, Hu Xiaomeng still needed Zhao Tianfeng to be able to suppress it. Otherwise, this lass would have turned the sky upside down.

"What else did she say about me?"

Zhao Tianfeng pinched and chatted with Lee Yun. Although there was no smile on her cold and proud face, the joy in her eyes could not be hidden.

Speaking of which, Zhao Tianfeng rarely smiled but she was different from Fann Qingsheng.

Zhao Tianfeng was purely cold and reserved, while Fann Qingsheng was far away from the noisy world. Ordinary things could not attract her attention and her mood was rarely affected.

Zhao Tianfeng was still a mortal but Fann Qingsheng was Fairy Jiu Tian.

"No, no! Big Brother Yun, don't say. . . . . . Grip. "

Hu Xiaomeng's protest was suppressed by Zhao Tianfeng's hand.

Lee Yun smiled and said," It's nothing. It's just that she slept with her Feng Er and sold tofu together with her. "

Zhao Tianfeng squeezed harder and Hu Xiaomeng's baby fat face was pinched until it was completely red. "Evil conduct" was finally suppressed.

"Why are you standing outside the door?"

It was only when another beautiful woman walked out of the door and said to them with a smile that Hu Xiaomeng's eyes lit up and she quickly broke free from Zhao Tianfeng's restraints and ran to the beautiful woman's side. She pulled her hand and said in a pampered manner, "Mother, elder sister bullied younger sister. Mother must make the decision for me!"

"Zhao Tianfeng!"

The beautiful woman pretended to be loud and held Hu Xiaomeng's hand as she said, "Why don't you take care of your sister at all? Also, a guest has come. . . . No, your husband has come. Why didn't you invite him in first?"

Your husband. . .

Zhao Tianfeng's face was slightly red. She lowered her head and walked inside. She said, "Lee Yun, come in. "

Although she had already been recognized by everyone around, and she had stayed with Li Yun in the Adoo Mountain Hot Spring Hotel for three days and three nights, and had played for so long, Zhao Tianfeng still felt a little shy.

It was very strange. She was clearly not a person who was easily shy. It could even be said that she was quite cold. She did not pretend to be indifferent to strangers and would hit people at any time.

But after falling in love, she was even more shy than Hu Xiaomeng!

"Elder sister, tonight. . . Uh, I won't say anymore ~"

Hu Xiaomeng chased after her and wanted to talk about the night, but she was immediately warned by Zhao Tianfeng with her eyes.

The beautiful woman, who was also her mother, helplessly said, " This kind of thing. . . You can discuss it yourselves. However, mother still needs to tell the three of you young people to be careful of restraint and to take safety measures. Xiaomeng, you. . . Are a little young. You have to be careful and not act recklessly!"

The hidden meaning was that she also agreed to do the matter of her daughter Hu Xiaomeng and Lee Yun.

At first, Lee Yun was a little shocked. But after thinking about it, his mother-in-law probably had the same idea in the past. In ancient times, one could marry at the age of fifteen or sixteen. Of course, she would not have any objections to Hu Xiaomeng's age.

"Mom, you misunderstood me. "

Zhao Tianfeng walked in with a muffled voice.

Lee Yun smiled and followed her in. The car that was parked outside should be parked outside. This was a rare villa area in capital city. No one paid attention to a car.

"Hahaha, my good friend and son-in-law, Lee Yun, are here?"

Lee Yun walked past the vegetable field in front of the yard. Before he got close to the study, he heard a loud voice coming from inside the house.

Hu Xiaomeng pushed open the door and went in. She called out obediently: "Hello grandpa!"2

Speaking of which, it was quite strange.

She called Zhao Tianfeng's mother as her mother and recognized her as her godmother. But to Zhao Tianfeng's father, who was also the senior of the Divine Sword Protector, she called him grandpa.

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