Chapter 310 (1/2)

There is no waves of the heart but surging up a ripple, Quan Yao staring at the girl.

I don't know if it's an illusion. I always think that girl looks more like an shengxia.

That kid two years ago?

Even from men's self-esteem, Quan Yao's attitude towards an shengxia is lukewarm, but he can't face the girl coldly.

”Seven seven.”

Anson summer put away tears, and then slowly looked down to see, only to see the seven seven commissars cry.

”Mommy, don't cry. I won't look at the stars next time or steal your snacks. Are you satisfied?” Although Qiqi is very young, she is only two years old, and her head is full of snacks, she is very clever. She doesn't want to see an shengxia sad at all, otherwise she will also be sad.

”Mommy, I didn't know you were afraid of heights.” The more Qiqi said, the more aggrieved he was, ”we're going home now, OK?”

”You go!” It turns out that when you have a daughter, you don't want him and your brother. Xiaobai is more and more indifferent and directly waves to an shengxia.

”Xiaobai!” An shengxia doesn't know how sour she is.

But my son, I really don't want to see her again!

”Brother, let's go.” Xiaobai drags Dabai and gets on the bus.

But Quan Yao stays in the same place and stares at the girl!

It's seven seven, isn't it?

But why is the pupil of 77 purple?

It looks like a half breed.

Is it really his daughter?

Quan Yao hesitates!

”Seven seven, why did you run away alone?” This is a strange voice. A man comes gracefully from afar, just like a loving father. His eyes are filled with tenderness. After holding up the seven seven, he looks at an shengxia warmly, ”seven is coming for you.”

”Daddy Seven seven excited nest in the man's arms!

Quan Yao's eyes hurt

Seven seven, calling that man, daddy?

Men have been lowering their heads to coax seven seven, words do not know how gentle.

Aware of a burst of attention, the man did not dodge, but straight to meet the right Yao look.

A little hesitation, the man will be generous to the right Yao nodded, ”you are Mr. Right?”

He has seen the identity of Quan Yao.

”Hello, my name is Juehe. I'm a Chinese American, the legal husband of an shengxia and the father of Qiqi.” Not humble and silent, the man directly announced his voice, but not intentionally stimulate Quan Yao, but a statement.

She's married.

When this idea comes out, Quan Yao can't help laughing.

Anshengxia, you are so kind.

I left two years ago and married someone else with my daughter.

Quan Yao's eyes are full of endless satire, and the high face set off by the sneer is more elusive.

Finally, the deep eyes fixed on Qi Qi and looked at him for two minutes. Quan Yao was willing to leave.

”He's your ex husband?” Xiuhe looked at the man's back in amazement.

”Well, yes.” An shengxia asked, ”how do you see that?”

”He's always looking at seven seven.” Xiuhe said with a smile, ”what do you think now?”