Quan Shaoyi is deeply in love

Chapter 20 A 'little old man' was born

With an awkward expression on her delicate face, Mei Gui chuckled: "At first, my purpose was definitely to bring you here for fun, but then... ouch, forgive me, I'll take you to a seafood feast!"

Luo Xiaoguai snorted: "Ten o'clock, it's time for me to sleep, please take me home."

"Huanhuan, are you sure you didn't give birth to a 'little old man'?"

Facing the friend's questioning, Luo Huan showed a helpless expression: "Little boy has been living regularly since he was a child, and I didn't teach him at all."

Suddenly, Mei Gui said mysteriously: "I'm even more curious now, who is Xiaoguai's real father!"

Mother and son: "..."

At the same time, inside the black Aston Martin, Quan Mo looked down at the things in his palm, with a secret expression and calm eyes.

Luo Huan's words echoed in my mind...

The heart tightened slightly.

"Old Li."

Li Jun glanced at the man in the rearview mirror, and immediately responded: "Yes, what is Mr. Quan's order?"

After getting in the car, he found that Mr. has been looking down at something. Is it important?
Quan Mo clenched his hands tightly, closed his black eyes, and said, "Call Luo Huan, she still owes me a piece of clothing."

"Ah...? Oh, good!"

I can't blame Lao Li for being surprised. He has been with Mr. for many years, and he knows this man's living habits very well.

Quan Mo has a serious obsession with cleanliness. Once his things are in the hands of others, he will never touch them again, but now?

Putting away his shock, Lao Li continued to drive seriously.

After returning home, Xiaoguai Luo lay down on the bed after washing up and went to sleep. Mei Gui dragged her friend to sit in the living room and forced her to ask: "It's been five years, why don't you reveal the identity of the child's father? Huanhuan, what you eat for him Is it less bitter?"

With a long sigh, Luo Huan put his hand on her shoulder and patted her lightly, and then replied: "You are the father of the child who is no longer here, and I have been telling myself that for the past five years, why do you force me to think of him? ?”

"I'm not forcing you. Although I've never been in a relationship, I can tell that you haven't come out of the shadows of the past. You—"

"stop--!"

After interrupting her, Luo Huan pretended to be relaxed and said: "Miss Mei, you rookie in love, don't pretend to be an expert, please? I have broken up with him long ago."

Mei Gui did not give up: "What if you meet each other one day? Can you face him calmly?"

Just as she was about to answer, Luo Huan's cell phone on the table rang, and it was an unfamiliar number.

She subconsciously looked up at her friend, and both of them reached out their hands at the same time. Luo Huan was a step behind and asked anxiously, "What are you doing?"

Mei Gui, who grabbed the phone, smiled sinisterly: "Yo, are you nervous? Who's calling?"

The phone was still ringing non-stop, Luo Huan took a deep breath and told her: "I don't know."

"Then I'll pick it up for you!"

"Plum Rose!!"

As a result, before the last ringtone ended, Mei Gui put the phone to her ear: "Hello, hello."

The other party didn't seem to recognize her voice, and said politely: "Miss Luo, sir, you still owe him a coat, and I hope you will send it to the villa to return it in person."

Mei Gui froze for a moment, looked at her friend opposite, and after a while she remembered to answer: "Oh, yes, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, he approached Luo Huan suspiciously: "Who do you owe a coat to? It's a man's!"

The color of her pretty face changed slightly, she blinked her clear eyes, Luo Huan stood up from the sofa: "I don't know what you are talking about, maybe I made a wrong call, I'm going to sleep."

(End of this chapter)