Chapter 2212 (1/2)

It is said that father Xiao, when little seven was born, he was a little glutinous rice dumpling, much like xuanyingluo. However, over the past four years, little seven is almost the same every day. Zhou Yu's shadow gradually appears in his open eyebrows and eyes, and it is more and more like him.

Xuanyingluo was always afraid that childe seven would become a smaller version of Zhou Yu, so that Zhou Yu would doubt that it was his son when he saw childe seven. He couldn't hide anything at that time.

Xuanyingluo rushed over and grabbed the drawing paper. ”Who is my son like? What does it have to do with you? What do you care about other people's sons? If you can do it yourself.”

Zhou Yu narrowed her eyes, then reached out and pinched her slapped face, whispered with a smile, ”I just mentioned your son. Why are you so nervous?”

Xuanyingluo was very worried. The man around her was very alert, like a beast in the forest. As long as she smelled the smell, she could detect anything. The two people pestered the topic again and again. Her excessive reaction would arouse his suspicion. She didn't know if he had doubted something now. She only knew that she had to stop the topic.

Xuanyingluo turned her head and glanced up at him. ”Zhou Yu, I said you have a lot of women. Why don't you have any kind? I think you've done too many bad things, or you're too old to have a son.”

Zhou Yu's heroic eyebrows frowned directly and became a Sichuan character, ”xuanyingluo, are you laughing at me for not having a son?”

”Yes, you have the ability to give birth to one and show me.”

Zhou Yu directly carried her on her shoulder, walked to the bedside in three and two steps and threw her in, ”OK, I'll have a son to show you now!”

He pressed down on one knee and stretched out his hand to pull Xuan Yingluo's clothes.

Xuanyingluo quickly struggled, ”what are you doing, Zhou Yu, let me go quickly!”