My crazy baby daddy

At the critical moment, Luo Tianyou completely forgot that they were sensitive.

His arms, as a supporting point, are being tightly grasped by a pair of small hands of poetry.

The girl was frightened, her face was full of panic, and her two little hands were very tight.

One of her hands was on Luo Tianyou's arm. Fortunately, she was separated by the sleeve of her clothes.

The other hand was on his wrist.

At the moment of contact, he immediately felt his blood boiling and his body reacted.

He secretly complained, which was really happy and sad. Just now he was very happy. The big problem in his heart was solved and he suffered Waterloo in the twinkling of an eye.

After the poem stood firm, Mr. Zhang came quickly.

Both found that Luo Tianyou was embarrassed to step back.

Shiyin asked foolishly, "brother Luo, why are you blushing?"

Luo Tianyou said awkwardly, "it's too hot."

The poem muttered in confusion, "it's not hot this day?"

Mr. Zhang came here. When he saw Luo Tianyou's red face and suddenly bent waist, he knew what had happened.

His face sank.

This dignified smelly boy is even thinking about his daughter.

He looked at him coldly and said impolitely, "come with me, smelly boy!"

Luo Tianyou knows from the other party's suddenly changed expression that Mr. Zhang misunderstood.

The poetry feels the atmosphere is wrong.

She hurriedly explained, "Dad, you must have misunderstood brother Luo. We were watching mobile phones just now."

Mr. Zhang is even more angry. The silly girl is not wary at all. The smelly boy doesn't know what tricks he used to deceive his daughter to get close to him and treat him as a good man.

If the smelly boy hadn't saved his old father, he would have punched him.

He can't take care of himself!

He said with a gloomy face, "Shiyin, leave it alone and go to your grandpa. Come with me, smelly boy. "

Luo Tianyou heard it. Mr. Zhang said a smelly boy on the left and a smelly boy on the right. He was obviously angry.

Feeling Mr. Zhang's attitude, the red tide on Luo Tianyou's face quickly subsided and his physical instinct gradually recovered.

Up to now, he can only follow Mr. Zhang with a depressed look.

Shiyin tooted his mouth and chopped his feet in place, and soon came up with a good idea.

Her father was unreasonable, so she simply asked her grandfather for help.

Brother Luo must not be wronged.

Instead of asking for help, Luo Tianyou followed Mr. Zhang into the small study.

After walking in, Luo Tianyou immediately explained.

"Mr. Zhang, you may have misunderstood. I really have nothing to do with Shiyin."

Mr. Zhang looked at him coldly.

I thought the boy had good medical skills and good character, but he turned out to be a shameless man.

It's a dream to take advantage of my daughter and get rid of the relationship in front of him!

"Smelly boy, I'm not blind. You continue to make it up."

Luo Tianyou smiled bitterly in his heart and quickly thought of a way in his mind.

He doesn't want such good luck, let alone offend each other.

So far, we can only continue to explain.

"Mr. Zhang, to tell you the truth, I'm a martial artist. Therefore, we can cure diseases with Qigong. My body is sensitive to the opposite sex. Just now I reached out to hold Shiyin. She was very close to me and her hand was still on my wrist. So... "

Mr. Zhang sneered, "make it up, you continue to make it up!"

Luo Tianyou has a headache. What if Mr. Zhang doesn't believe it?

He had to continue to explain, "Mr. Zhang, in my heart, I have always regarded poetry as my sister, and there is absolutely no sense of blasphemy. What you see is only the natural reaction of the body. "

Mr. Zhang still looked at him coldly and said angrily, "smelly boy, there are many people practicing martial arts around me, and no one is as obscene as you."

Luo Tianyou really wants to cry. What should I do now?

Suddenly, someone pushed the door and came in.

They looked at the door. It turned out that old Mr. Zhang pushed the door in.

The old man said calmly, "I heard your conversation just now. I want to have a private chat with Tianyou."

Luo Tianyou suddenly understood that old Mr. Zhang must have been eavesdropping outside the door just now.

No wonder Shiyin sister eavesdropping. They should be inherited.

When Mr. Zhang saw his father come in, he knew his father understood. He respectfully reminded him: "Dad, don't spare this smelly boy."

"I see. Go out first."

Mr. Zhang reluctantly went out.

Mr. Zhang said kindly, "young people are vigorous and just. I don't agree with what the dog said just now."

Luo Tianyou is very happy in his heart. Old Mr. Zhang knows the great righteousness.

He immediately climbed up the pole, "what Grandpa Zhang said is that I have no disrespect for my little sister Shiyin. This is definitely a misunderstanding."

With a smile in his eyes, old Zhang continued, "although my poetry sounds look very small, I don't understand men's and women's affairs. In fact, she is not young. You're a junior. She's a freshman. You are only two years older than him, how old are you... "

When Luo Tianyou heard this, he immediately had a bad feeling and immediately interrupted old Zhang.

"Grandpa Zhang, please don't say that. I'm a poor boy who is good for nothing. I learned Qigong to cure diseases by chance. I'm like a person. Shiyin girl is a dragon and Phoenix among people."

Mr. Zhang shook his head and said, "God bless, you are too modest. There are too few young people like you. I think you are a good child. If we can find a son-in-law like you, I will wake up with a smile. "

Luo Tianyou suddenly had cold hands and feet. He stopped once, but couldn't stop the second time. The old man said it in the end.

He knew very well that he had no feelings for poetry, but only physical instinct.

He continued: "Grandpa Zhang, Shiyin girl is really excellent, but I don't deserve it."

Mr. Zhang said happily, "you deserve it. I think you are very suitable."

Luo Tianyou wants to cry without tears. As the saying goes, ginger is still old and spicy, so it is.

Mr. Zhang wanted to slap him to death, but Mr. Zhang took the opportunity to win him over.

"Grandpa Zhang, I have no feelings for Shiyin. I'd better forget it."

At the moment, Mr. Zhang smiled like an old fox and continued: "feelings are slowly cultivated. Anyway, the poetry is still small, and you are not big. How can you have feelings after seven or eight years together."

In 1978, the old man wanted to hold him. He didn't want his cabbage to be eaten. He really had a good abacus.

In desperation, Luo Tianyou had to say, "Grandpa Zhang, I'm really sorry. I have a girlfriend."

His words haven't landed yet.

Suddenly, the door opened and Mr. Zhang angrily pushed the door and came in.

He looked at Luo Tianyou angrily and accused him: "smelly boy, don't you sell a good deal? What's pushing and blocking? "

Luo Tianyou soon thought that Mr. Zhang must have been eavesdropping just now.

Otherwise, I wouldn't rush out and scold him at this time.

He secretly admired and overheard this. Zhang Jia not only inherited it, but also obviously carried it forward.