Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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Yue Beibei was dumbfounded, and opened her mouth wide: "Yue...Boss Yue..."

Yue Wushang stretched out his robe sleeves, and Yue Beibei involuntarily walked into his arms.

Yue Wushang narrowed his watery eyes, and touched Yue Beibei's forehead with his jade-like fingers.

The corners of her lips looked like a smile but not a smile: "Yue Beibei, I told you that I am your father!"

"Daddy...?" Yue Beibei opened her eyes wide.The small mouth can be filled with a duck egg.

"Good boy, you finally admit me! It's not easy, go, daddy will take you to a fun place."

Yue Wushang pinched his fleshy face, turned and left without even looking at Qi Luoer.

"You... are you really Daddy?" Yue Beibei didn't believe her eyes until now.

Stretch out your little hand to touch his face, then stroke his hair.

Dad is so handsome!He is as handsome as he imagined!

Yue Beibei's big eyes turned into crescent moons, and he looked at his mother: "Mom, it's Daddy, it's really Daddy! Beibei knows...

He is real!He is real!

It's really him, it's really him...

Qi Luoer staggered two steps forward, almost falling off the cloud.

Grabbing the hem of Yue Wushang's robe, his lips trembled, his mind went blank.

She wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, her lips trembling slightly.Hearing Yue Beibei's words, he just nodded desperately.But he couldn't say a word.

Yue Wushang lowered his eyes: "Let go!"

His voice was still so nice, but the words he spoke were colder than the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month.

Qi Luoer's tears flowed more urgently.

She wanted to talk, explain, and tell her thoughts over the years.

But her throat was choked and she couldn't speak a word.

It's just that the two small hands are tightly grasped, and the knuckles are pale.

Yue Wushang frowned slightly, the light in his eyes flickered. [