Chen Hao was a little puzzled, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you asking this inexplicably?" Could it be that you like the father of this son? ”

However, he casually questioned and let it

Sun Yingxue's movements froze, the corners of her mouth couldn't hide the smile, she didn't speak, but her expression revealed everything.

Who doesn't love beautiful men! The key is that she is still so beautiful, so sultry, not close to women, and so temperamental, in the face of Sun Xueni's stunner, he actually treats her so much.

Because of his disdain for her despicable methods, in a fit of anger, he took his son to Mobei, that harsh environment, shaking the border passes, I heard that in the past four years, he also fought twenty times, and each time he beat the enemy soldiers, ah, thinking about it, Sun Yingxue drooled.

Chen Hao saw that Sun Yingxue was a nymphomaniac, he took a handful of water in annoyance and splashed Sun Yingxue on her face, which instantly woke her up.

"Oops! Mom, little Shizi, why did you splash me with your bath water? Sun Yingxue asked angrily.

Chen Hao snorted disdainfully and reminded, "Don't think about it, my father won't like you!" ”

Sun Yingxue was angry and asked, "He can't like me, who can he like?" "Is she bad?

Chen Hao said expressionlessly, "Father already has someone in his heart, people are gentler than you, better looking than you, more connotative than you, can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the key is better than you." ”

Sun Yingxue only felt that her soul was seriously stimulated, and she looked at Chen Hao in surprise and said, "Ah! She's so good! ”

Chen Hao snorted coldly, "Of course, how can the father's woman be matched by ordinary women?" ”

Sun Yingxue suddenly seemed to be awake, her face was slightly injured, and she was a little unconvinced, angry and dazed in the injury.

Suddenly, she threw the bath bomb into the bath bucket in annoyance, "Don't wash it." ”

Therefore, people have been running the border for four years, and they have long been on good terms, she is really naïve, she feels that people are really not close to women as in the legend, clean and self-loving, it is not that he rescued people twice, so warm, she will think more. Sun Yingxue hates herself like this, knowing that this kind of thinking is a bit forced, but she is still a little sad.

Chen Hao didn't expect her to be angry, he was also stupid, looking at her angry and lost appearance, he felt uncomfortable inexplicably. jumped out of the small wooden barrel, ran naked in front of her, raised his head, and reminded the unhappy Sun Yingxue, "Actually, you can chase your father!" ”

Sun Yingxue asked suspiciously, "Chase your father?" ”

Sun Yingxue looked at Chen Hao, who was naked and indescribably cute, and the Miao who was already crooked in her heart seemed to be straightened by a hand, as if there was hope that Miao would grow up strongly.

"This son will support you, as long as you chase your father with your heart, you will definitely be able to become his side concubine."

Chen Hao's words were like a basin of cold water poured down, making Sun Yingxue's face change.

"What side concubine? I don't want to be a side concubine, there are countless beautiful men in the world, why am I unrequited in love with a tree, a child, I don't understand anything, hurry up and wash and sleep. After Sun Yingxue gave the vicious order, she left depressed.

Chen Hao scratched his head: "What did he say wrong?" "Wow, women are so troublesome.

"She's really crazy, she can listen to a little child's, if she doesn't like it, she doesn't like it, why should she be liked by others?" Sun Yingxue really couldn't understand her muttering and walked out of the room.

"Who is Sun Yingxue, that slut?"

Suddenly, an ugly sound of scolding came from the courtyard. Sun Yingxue looked at a man in the courtyard with the smell of a bad guy and was stunned. He held a very slender and sharp knife in his right hand, dressed in black, and wore it on his tall and mighty body, with a messy and frightening aura.

A pair of murderous eyes, staring at them who were trembling.