Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 731 Ye Jiaojiao

She just dreamed that something happened to her father.

There were many people around him shooting at him.

Blood, all blood.

Thinking of this, her whole body was shaking, and her little face was full of panic.

She just counted with her fingers and found that it was just a middle hexagram, not a good hexagram, which meant that it was still dangerous.

Life is changing rapidly, and a small change may affect the future direction.

Owing to her father may not be as safe and sound as she thought when they left.

What's more, he has been gone for many days, so it is normal for there to be changes.

Congee stared at Zheng Yu, his expression as dull as ever.

Zheng Yu felt a little flustered inexplicably when she stared at him, which was even scarier than when the boss stared at him.

He quietly glanced at the motionless page, not knowing what to say.

Just when the atmosphere was getting darker and darker, a familiar voice finally came over, "Tell Porridge that I'm fine."

Hearing his voice, Zheng Yu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Boss, you finally answered."

Porridge's eyes also moved, regaining some of his energy, and hurried to him, looking at him eagerly.

The little girl was full of anxiety and looked a little pitiful.

Zheng Yu put the headphones on her fleshy little ears.

"This way you can talk to the boss directly."

Hearing this, Congee nodded and said nervously: "Dad, how are you doing?"

"I am fine."

Ye Lingfeng was sitting on the plane, holding tweezers in one hand, holding the bullet firmly and pulling it out.

There were big beads of sweat on his forehead, but he remained silent.

He said it was okay, but Congee felt something was wrong.

"Dad, you lied to me. I've predicted something. Something must have happened to you. Are you in any danger? Do you need me to save you?"

"We encountered a bit of danger." Ye Lingfeng chuckled, "But it's okay, it's all over."

Congee didn't believe it, "Can you make a video over there now? I want to see you."

Hearing this, Ye Lingfeng looked at his arm, which was still bleeding, and said, "It's inconvenient now, don't worry, I'm really fine."

Now, Qi Zhou didn't believe it even more. She was so anxious that her voice was filled with tears, "Dad, you lied to me. Are you hurt?"

A slight choking sound was heard, and Ye Lingfeng felt his heart being tugged hard.

"I was slightly injured," he said, "but not serious."

really.

Congee cried loudly.

"You lied to me again. If it was a minor injury, why didn't you tell me? Because you are so squeamish to dad, you must have sold me out a long time ago."

"If you don't tell me now, you must be seriously injured."

Porridge's voice came through the microphone.

Wan Leng and Lu Ye both looked over, with unclear meaning in their eyes, hiding some deep meaning.

Oh, so he is this kind of person.

If you get a little injured, you will find a little girl to deal with?
Tsk tsk, the God of War who was frightened outside was actually Ye Jiaojiao in front of his little girl?
Oh, it really opened their eyes.

Ye Lingfeng choked. He never expected that Congee would be so sharp.

He felt happy and distressed at the same time.

Although he wanted to get Porridge's sympathy, he still didn't want his little girl to be too sad.

He said nonchalantly: "My shoulder is a little injured. The wound is not serious, but I may not be able to hug you. If you lose weight, you should be able to hug you."

Congee: "..." Why do you always owe your father such a debt?

She puffed up her cheeks and said unconvinced: "How can I be so fat?"

As she said that, she looked down at her little belly and pinched it.

Okay, it does seem a little fat.Porridge sighed heavily and looked up at the sky, feeling sad.

Never thought that this would become an obstacle to the emotional connection between father and daughter.

Listening to the sighs over there, Ye Lingfeng couldn't help but chuckle, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Hearing this, Porridge's eyes lit up, "Okay, then I'll wait for dad!"

"Ah."

Worried that it would affect his rest, after saying a few words, Congee hung up the phone and told him to have a good rest.

Then he returned the phone to Zheng Yu and ran outside.

He glanced at the sumptuous breakfast on the table and closed his eyes.

It doesn't taste good.

If she couldn't eat it, she would say sour grapes.

There is nothing that cannot be overcome.

She was often hungry when she was in the mountains. Being hungry was no big deal.

She can do it.

Porridge kept doing mental construction for himself in his heart.

This was what Grandma Qin saw when she came down.

I saw the little granddaughter sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with a serious look on her face, staring straight at the food on the table, but she didn't pounce on it.

He was still mumbling words, as if he was trying to impress the delicious food on that table.

Although it is true that Congee is a little Taoist priest, she has never been so talkative before!
Grandma Qin's eyelids twitched and her heart skipped a beat. She hurried over and asked cautiously: "Why don't you eat, Porridge?"

Porridge said seriously: "I want to lose weight."

Lose weight.

It doesn’t just have to be fasting.

Grandma Qin breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt relieved.

Then he said a little strangely: "You are a child, how can you lose weight?"

Who said no.

Children only have to be fleshy to be cute.

Congee sighed heavily, and with her current expression, she looked extremely weathered.

If it weren't for that small face, his age would have started at sixty.

"It's not because Zui owes daddy." Zouzhou held his chubby face and pinched the flesh on it, "Zui owes father. He is injured now and can't hold me. I can only lose weight."

Hearing this, Grandma Qin was startled again, "Injured? How could Xiaoye be injured when he was fine?"

I definitely can’t talk about the fourth game.

Porridge thought for a moment and said, "Dad got into a fight with someone."

Now Grandma Qin remembered.

Ye Lingfeng was known as a playboy before, and fights were commonplace.

I thought he wouldn't be like that now, but I didn't expect he was still so impulsive.

Hey.

"Your dad has really grown up." She couldn't help but sigh.

Porridge blinked and looked at her doubtfully, not understanding why she said that.

"No," said Porridge, "I owe it to my father to be an adult. He beats up all the bad guys. When I grow up, I will also help my father fight the bad guys."

Uncle Zhao said that when she reaches adulthood, she can participate in the mission, and then she can also earn the golden light of protecting the country.

When I think of this, I can't wait to grow the porridge all night long and eat it into Qin Sanmi in one bite.

Hearing this, Grandma Qin was startled again.

Seeing Congee's eager expression, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

People say that a daughter is like her father, will she grow up to be a playboy who fights three times a day?
(End of this chapter)