How can the president be fierce

Chapter 780 Is This Your Daughter?Who is her father?

Overnight, it seemed as if the whole world knew that she lived in this small town.

Chen Guang, Xia Huan, and even Xishang came to join in the fun, and the originally spacious living room suddenly became overcrowded due to the continuous flow of guests.

Qing Xiaomo seriously suspected that it was Liang Musheng's tricks, just to disturb her so that she couldn't live here any longer.

Pudding was quickly awakened by the loud noises, and ran out to see the room full of people, a little scared, ran to Qing Xiaomo to be hugged by her.

Xia Huan was eating cherries, and when she saw the pink and tender ball, she couldn't help being surprised: "Is this your daughter? Who is her father?"

In a word, the entire living room was instantly silent when asked.

All eyes came together, the little pudding's big black grape-like eyes blinked timidly, and he turned his head and buried his small face in Qing Xiaomo's neck.

"I."

"mine."

In the eerie silence, Liang Musheng and Liang Zui answered almost in unison.

There was another dead silence.

The outside world doesn't know much about what happened three years ago, but people who are familiar with it know more or less, but it's hard for anyone to say whether Qing Xiaomo and Liang Zui had a relationship that night.

After all...Long Zui's indulgent and unrestrained personality is there, and he already has bad intentions towards her, let alone being drugged...

Looking at Liang Musheng's suddenly sullen expression, this child is probably drunk.

After Xia Huan asked, she regretted it, and subconsciously hid in Xishang's arms.

The man wrapped his arms around her slender waist, lowered his head and teased softly: "Is this how brave you are? Isn't it very powerful when you yell at me?"

Xia Huan glared at him angrily: "Shut up!"

"Mama... woo woo mama..."

Little Pudding seemed to be terrified, and suddenly began to whimper and cry, twisting and twisting his small body in her arms, motioning for her to hug him and leave here.

Qing Xiaomo coaxed her for a while but did not coax her, so she could only say: "There is tea, fruit and snacks at home, please help yourself first, I will take Pudding out for a stroll, she has never seen so many strangers at once, she is a little shy. "

Xia Huan got up immediately: "I'll accompany you! I'm good-looking, she won't be afraid."

In a word, all the handsome guys in the room all turned dark.

In terms of appearance, this is probably the first feast of appearance in the history of Liangcheng, okay? ! !She was beaten into a green leaf that no one cared about by her words! !
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As the sun sets, the heat at noon dissipates, and the sunset glow is accompanied by a gentle breeze, and the air is fresh and comfortable.

Xia Huan opened his arms and took a deep breath, very satisfied: "Ah, it's been a long time since I've been so relaxed. It's so good...you will enjoy it."

Qing Xiaomo smiled and said nothing, picked a half-green apricot from the roadside tree, wiped it and stuffed it for the little pudding to play with.

Xia Huan suddenly turned around and looked at her, walking back and gossiping: "By the way, tell me who is this baby's father? I promise I won't tell anyone, huh?"

Qing Xiaomo gave her a white look.

Believe her to be a ghost!Judging by the way she is getting tired of Xishang now, the possibility that she can bear it until tomorrow and not tell him is almost zero.

Seeing that she was silent, Xia Huan suddenly clicked his tongue: "You don't even know who the child's father is, do you? Why don't you give me a few hairs of hers, and I'll help you go back for an appraisal."

Qing Xiaomo stuffed an apricot into her mouth: "Eat yours!"

Xia Huan subconsciously took a bite, and her whole sore face wrinkled together.

(End of this chapter)