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Volume 2 Earthquake and Earthquake Chapter 141 Frankly speaking, Dad, get married

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    As the sun sets over the western mountains, the sunset glows like fire.

    Tang Xin was thinking in a daze as he walked home. The vest on his upper body was soaked with sweat and stuck to his skin. He felt a little uncomfortable. Normally at this time, he would race home with his children, and then  Jump into the pool and have some fun.

    But today, Tang Qian and Li Ziying, who were walking beside him, were holding hands and whispering intimately, while Tang Xin seemed absent-minded.

    It¡¯s been three days.

    He hasn¡¯t seen Qiao Yi for three days.

    That little girl has been avoiding him. Not only has she never spoken to her, she has never even seen her.

    He is a person who likes to think about anything, especially thinking about other people's thoughts. This is the brain activity that he is best at and can't help but start.

    why?

    In terms of shame, Tang Xin felt that he and Qian Huiyao were embarrassed. The kid Qiao Yi could just pretend that nothing had happened. Most people would avoid talking about it and just forget about it as time goes by.

    Tang Xin thought about it over and over again, and finally returned home without finding a single explanation.

    After entering the house, the first thing Tang Xin said was to ask Qian Huiyao at the dinner table: "Where is Qiao Yi?"

    Qian Huiyao shook her head and said nothing. At this moment, Cheng Mu came down from upstairs after taking a bath. When he saw Tang Xin, he immediately rushed over.

    "Husband, Wan'er seemed to have called me mom just now."

    Cheng Mu hugged Tang Xin with a sweet smile on her face, a look of contentment on her face, as if she was still immersed in the joy of her infant daughter calling her mother.

    "Are you dreaming that a baby girl who is less than three months old can speak? I'm sorry, your husband can let you give birth to a baby, but he can't make you give birth to a geek."

    Tang Xin rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

    Cheng Musheng¡¯s little daughter was named Tang Wan. When the child was still young, everyone called her Wan¡¯er.

    "You! You are the most annoying! Wow, you are covered in stinky sweat, you stinky man. Go take a shower! And you two little guys!"

    Cheng Mu was shot down from the cloud of fantasy by Tang Xin's rationality and straightforwardness, and immediately scolded Tang Xin with a straight face.

    Seeing her angry look, Tang Xin thought her expression was very cute, so he pinched her cheek, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, then took the two children's little hands and ran towards the bathroom, just in  Bathroom door.  Li Ziying refused to go into the bathroom with the father and son. Tang Xin knew that the little girl would be shy when she grew up, so he let go and let her go to the other bathroom upstairs.

    After taking a bath, Tang Xin started to think wildly while eating.

    Cheng Mu poked his arm with the tip of her chopstick and complained: "Why are you so dazed? Is the food I cooked not delicious?"

    ¡°It¡¯s delicious, it¡¯s delicious, your craftsmanship is amazing. That¡¯s what makes a mountain sect!¡±

    Tang Xin said casually, Cheng Mubai glanced at him and said angrily: "I don't know what you are thinking, these words are too hurtful."

    Tang Xin groaned inexplicably, but took a bite of the food.  Then he looked at Qian Huiyao with a helpless expression in embarrassment.

    Tonight¡¯s meal was cooked by Qian Huiyao.

    "Eh? When will Ye Qiu and He Yan come back?"

    Tang Xin held his job and immediately started to change the subject. Even Cheng Mu didn't accept this superficial trick now.

    "Huh huh huh, you didn't even apologize for hurting Yaoyao's heart. Are you sorry? Ye Qiu and the others were carelessly traveling around the mountains and rivers under the pretext of going out to do business. Didn't you and them fight last night?  Have you called me? Do you have the nerve to ask us when they will be back? Oh, by the way. Where did they go yesterday?"

    "Italy, last night, I was in the Vatican, and I saw the Pope."

    "It's boring."

    When Cheng Mu heard that it was the Vatican, her spirits suddenly dropped. She originally regretted not going out with Ye Qiu He Yan, but now it seemed that there was nothing to regret. In the past few years, she had traveled around Europe with Tang Xin's parents, so of course she had been to the Vatican.  Yes, but she was afraid that Ye Qiu and He Yan would go to some places of interest that she had never been to.

    "What have you been playing lately?"

    Tang Xin's casual words made Cheng Mu angry again. She slapped her chopsticks on the table and ran into the kitchen quickly. After a while, she came back with a fruit plate. She put the fruit plate in front of Tang Xin and pointed at it.  Guopan put his hands on his hips and said angrily: "What are you kidding? You are talking about me as if I am a child running wild every day. Look clearly, this is the mango I planted myself! Have you seen a mango? Have you eaten it? Try it!"

    Tang Xin was dripping with cold sweat. He carefully used chopsticks to pick up the mango strips in the fruit plate. He turned around and said, "When I was a child, my dad went to the south on a business trip and brought me mangoes. I'm sorry, I have eaten mangoes, but I peeled them."  SkinEat it directly, and you can still lick the core with your mouth in your mouth at the end Well, in short, if you cut the mango into strips like this, it seems like you have lost your appetite.  "

    Cheng Mu was stunned, scratched his head and sat down next to him, and said seriously: "I originally thought it would be better to peel it and eat it in my hand. You can eat it in big mouthfuls and it's enjoyable. However, the mango core is too big and it's hard to eat the top.  , the bottom part is very troublesome to eat, so I cut it into strips, is this really bad?¡±

    In the next ten minutes, Tang Xin solemnly discussed with Cheng Mu how to eat mangoes at the dinner table. Then, Cheng Mu took out the pineapple, lychee, butternut and other fruits and discussed them with Tang Xin seriously.  When they got up, the two of them just talked with each other. Qian Huiyao next to her was holding her forehead and was speechless, thinking: I thought Cheng Mu was much smarter, but I didn't expect that Tang Xin succeeded in diverting his attention in the end.

    The two of them were doing academic seminars. Qian Huiyao didn't care about that. Seeing that Tang Qian and Li Ziying had a full meal, she tasted the fruits with the two children. These fruits were all made by Cheng Mu in the orchard. They were really delicious when they were eaten in the mouth.  It has a different taste.

    After dinner, Cheng Mu left home in a hurry with the exchange of experiences, and ran back to the orchard in the evening to communicate with the people who worked there. Qian Huiyao cleaned up the mess and said to Tang Xin: "I will take the children to the backyard later.  Are you coming to play badminton?"

    Tang Xinxin had something to do, so he declined: "No, I'm a little tired today, go back to the house and rest."

    After saying that, he went upstairs.

    The layout of the rooms at home is the same as the one in Xin Building, with one bedroom for adults and one room for children and girls. Tang Qian also has his own small room.

    Tang Xing just pushed open the door of his bedroom and was surprised to find someone lying on his bed.

    Seeing only the long burgundy hair, he immediately closed the door and walked over quietly.  My heart was full of surprise and uncertainty.

    The long burgundy hair reminded him of someone, naturally it was Qiao Yi.

    However, looking at the tall and plump figure, he was not sure. He walked to the other side of the bed, bent over and tilted his neck to look at the adult woman lying on her side on the bed, hugging the pillow and falling asleep.  It's indeed Joey!

    Why has she grown older again?

    Tang Xinxin scolded: Huang Zhao, you stinky bitch, I must take back the age spring water in your hand.

    After cursing in his mind, Tang Xin looked at Qiao Yi's dress again and felt slightly lost.

    She was wearing a black suspender pajama, which was vacuum inside, and the hem of the skirt didn't even cover her tall, white buttocks. Fortunately, she was holding a pillow in front of her, otherwise there might be some wonderful spring scenery revealed in front of her eyes.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????.  Qiao Yi opened her eyes drowsily and saw that she was awake. Instead, Tang Xin looked up at the ceiling with embarrassment and forced a smile in embarrassment: "Ha, hehe. Qiao Yi, are you awake? You, why, why?  Grow up? Is it Huang Zhao's prank?"

    Qiao Yi rubbed his eyes.  With a dull expression on her face, she sat up and knelt on the bed.  Still holding the pillow in her arms, it took about a minute to wake up completely. Then, she lowered her head, and her beautiful face turned red instantly.

    "No, no, I asked Sister Zhao to help me."

    Um?

    Tang Xin stood by the bed and looked down at her, and asked puzzledly: "Why? Why do you want to look like an adult?"

    Even though Joey looks like an adult now, she still thinks like a child without any memory of the past.

    Joey looked a little uneasy, lowered his head and asked in a mosquito-like voice: "Dad, do you love me?"

    Tang Xin said casually: "Love it."

    "Then let's get married."

    After Tang Xin blurted out a sentence, Qiao Yi raised her head in surprise. Her crimson face was full of anticipation. Her bright eyes were still clear and flawless, but Tang Xin's face was dull and he did not dare to look directly.

    "ah?!"

    Tang Xin was like a bolt from the blue. Although he knew that the Qiao Yi in front of him was once the elegant and refined flying thief Theresa, but after a year of life, he almost no longer thought of Theresa. Qiao Yi's daily behavior  Her coquettishness, attachment, crying, laughing and playing, etc., made Tang Xin regard her as a child.

    Tang Xin raised his head and looked at the ceiling again. He had tried to be loved by a girl and chased by a mature woman, but the Qiao Yi in front of him, who only had the mind of a six- or seven-year-old child, was actually a little girl.

    Feeling very weird and subtle inside, Tang Xin was confused for a moment, then coughed twice and said seriously: "Qiao Yi, do you know what getting married means?"

    "You know, dad and I will always be together!"

    "But, fathers and children will be separated one day, don't you know?"

      "But you are not my biological father."

    "Um?!"

    Tang Xin lowered his gaze, looking at the mature and beautiful but innocent face, and asked, "Who told you?"

    Qiao Yi shook his head slightly and said, "I guess, I'm not like dad at all. Dad's hair is black, and mine is red. Dad, please stretch your arm over."

    Tang Xin asked warily: "What are you doing?"

    Qiao Yi did not explain, but stretched out her hand to pull Tang Xin's arm over, then raised her jade-like arm to compare it, and said: "Look, dad's skin color is different from mine. I'm so white, dad's, eh  ?Dad, why are you darker than a few days ago? If this continues, you will become an African."

    Tang Xin withdrew his arm and was speechless.

    Originally, he couldn't find a suitable identity to face Qiao Yi. Pretending to be his father was a lame lie. He didn't need to be reminded by others. With time and growth, Qiao Yi would discover it himself. What's more, Tang Xin had pointed out shamelessly before.  He told a woman of yellow race like him that she was Qiao Yi's mother.

    ¡°Just kidding, if two people with yellow skin and black hair could give birth to a daughter with white skin and red hair, Adam and Eve couldn¡¯t do it either!

    Tang Xin looked down at Qiao Yi with some distress. It didn't matter. Qiao Yi was hugging the pillow and just pulled Tang Xin's arm. Now Tang Xin saw a beautiful spring scene in front of him.

    I don¡¯t know whose pajamas she is wearing belong to, they are obviously one size smaller!

    ? 1/3 of those plump, snow-white breasts are exposed, and the obvious cleavage seems to hide a seductive **.

    Qiao Yi herself was not alert to Tang Xin's unnatural expression. She still knelt on the bed and looked up at Tang Xin expectantly, hoping to hear a solemn promise from his mouth.

    Let¡¯s marry dad!  (To be continued.)
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