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"It's all right, I'll go first." the nursery rhyme in Qiao Yutong's words can be guessed vaguely, but it's too tired to care about any little thing.

As long as Qiao Yutong doesn't do anything to hurt himself, the nursery rhyme can ignore her careful thoughts, but once she goes too far, the nursery rhyme will not let her go.

When I got to the school gate, the nursery rhyme was about to take a taxi. I saw a luxury car coming. Then Mr. Feng's driver came down with a smile, "Miss, I'm sorry, there's a traffic jam. I'm late."

The nursery rhyme smiled politely: "it's all right, but how does uncle know I'm going out at this time?"

"Miss, just call me Lao Yu. Xiao Er Shao called the chairman and said that you only have classes this morning, so the chairman asked me to pick you up. Come on, miss, get in the car. It's cold and windy." while saying this, Lao Yu opened the door to the nursery rhyme.

"OK, thank you, Lao Yu." the nursery rhyme got into the car, but Lao Yu still stood outside the car and didn't go.

The nursery rhyme's eyes turned and his heart was stunned. Isn't this... Waiting for Xiao Yijin?

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Xiao Yijin trotted over from the school gate.

He greeted Lao Yu from a distance, then motioned Lao Yu to get on the bus, opened the door and sat next to the nursery rhyme, "ugly girl, what a coincidence."

"Cut." nursery rhyme is really lazy to pay attention to him.

They were speechless all the way. Xiao Yijin didn't sleep well last night and had early class this morning, so she fell asleep soon after getting on the bus.

Forty minutes later, the car slowly drove into a high-end villa area. From a distance, the nursery rhyme saw master Feng standing at the door with a crutch.

This scene warms the heart of the nursery rhyme and gently raises the corners of the mouth.

As soon as the car stopped, master Feng couldn't wait to open the door, "rumor, are you tired by car?"

When he opened the door, Mr. Feng saw Xiao Yijin sitting here sleeping. The smile on his face immediately disappeared, raised his crutch and knocked on Xiao Yijin's leg: "sleep, sleep, you know sleep. You're so lazy, get up."

Xiao Yijin, who was having a beautiful dream, was awakened by someone. She was a little angry, but she opened her eyes and saw master Feng. She immediately counselled and said with a smile: "ugly girl, I'll take your luggage."

"Hello, what's the name?" master Feng continued to poke Xiao Yijin's leg with a crutch and expressed dissatisfaction with Xiao Yijin's name. His granddaughter is so beautiful. How can she be called an ugly girl.

Xiao Yijin: "nursery rhyme."

Mr. Feng looked horizontally: "hmm? That's what you call the other half?"

Xiao Yijin was ashamed. After thinking about the Title Sun Yi called his wife before, he skinned: "channeling monkey?"

Lao Yu: "poof, cough..."

Nursery rhyme: "

Speechless.

Mr. Feng wanted to hit people: "what are you talking about? The wind is a little strong."

Xiao Yijin looked at the old man's terrible eyes and said weakly, "son, his mother?"

Master Feng knocked on his crutch dissatisfied: "have you got married yet? Is the progress too fast?"

Xiao Yijin: "that's called... Wife?"

The sound of his wife directly petrified the three present.

Master Feng felt a headache. He just wanted Xiao Yijin to be a little more intimate.

His baby granddaughter hasn't married yet. The smelly boy wants to call his wife. It's beautiful.

Even if the nursery rhyme agrees to marry, he has to be assessed.

It's not that easy to marry his baby granddaughter.

Today, let's test the Xiao family boy first. If not, find other candidates for his family as soon as possible.

In order to ease the embarrassing atmosphere, the nursery rhyme got out of the car from the other door, and then smiled and said, "Grandpa, it's so cold outside. Just wait for me in the house. What are you doing out?"

As soon as he heard the voice of the nursery rhyme, master Feng smiled and blossomed, "it's cold, but grandpa's heart is warm. When I think of you coming, I can't be happy. Let's go, girl. Let's go home for dinner."