Hidden Marriage Husband Presumptuously Pamper

Chapter 3107 She is her, not someone's stand-in

"What happened, why did you quarrel with your father and mother?"

"Ah?" Lisa raised her head in astonishment, "You know?"

César sat down beside her, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the sky dyed red by the setting sun, "Your daddy told me."

Lisa snorted, a little frustrated, and a little annoyed, drooping her head, "Daddy asked me to go back and learn to draw, but I don't want to go back."

"Why don't you want to go back?"

"Because..." Lisa quietly raised her eyes and glanced at him, because he would be gone when she went back.

She likes being with him.

I like the feeling of being around him.

César frowned slightly, and gave a low "hmm".

"It's nothing." Lisa curved her lips into a smile, and the big smile returned to her face.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at him with a bright face, "Cesar, will my dad's surgery be carried out soon?"

"Yes, your dad's recovery these days is better than I expected. If there is no accident, he will be able to undergo surgery next Monday."

"Are you doing it yourself?" Lisa nervously grabbed his shirt sleeve.

César raised his hand and patted her on the head: "Otherwise?"

"Great!"

Lisa cheered excitedly, "You do the surgery yourself, I believe my daddy will recover soon!"

"So trust me?" César's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Of course!" Lisa raised her face arrogantly.

If she doesn't trust him, who else can she trust?

As long as he is there, Lisa believes that all difficulties will no longer be difficulties.

All problems will be solved easily.

Raising his hand to look at the time, César stood up, "Let's go, go back to the ward to have a checkup for your dad, I have some entertainment later."

Lisa's smile suddenly collapsed, "Aren't you going to have dinner with us tonight?"

"No, there are entertainments."

"Okay, drink less alcohol, drinking will hurt your health..."

Lisa was talking beside him like a little housekeeper, and César could not help but raise her hand and put her forehead on her forehead: "Lisa, you are becoming more and more like a little boy. I am a doctor, so I don't know these basic common sense?"

Lisa froze all over and fell silent for a moment.

Does she look like a little girl?
She never felt like anyone, she was who she was, the unique Lisa.

There is no need to be like anyone, let alone imitate anyone.

Hearing such words from César, Lisa didn't feel any joy in her heart, but became more and more depressed.

No one likes to be someone else's stand-in.

So does she.

"Cesar, do you think I look like Xiaoguai?" Lisa trotted up to him, walked backwards, and looked up at him with a bright and invincible youthful face.

César's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. It would be untenable to say that Lisa is like a little girl.

There is a huge difference in appearance between them.

Lisa is an out-and-out pure-blood from country F, and Xiaoguai is from country A, and there is no similarity in appearance.

It's just that the occasional words and deeds will give him an illusion.

I think Lisa looks a little like Xiaoguai.

"You're not like Xiaoguai, but the way you talked about it just now is exactly the same as Xiaoguai."

Lisa puffed her cheeks, "That's because we are all worried about you, okay?"

"Have a heart."

César couldn't help but raised his hand to rub her smooth hair into a mess. Sure enough, the next second, Lisa flashed her paws at him like a cat whose fur was blown.

"Xi, Ze, Er!"

(End of this chapter)