If other time, often gruel gruel certainly can't resist the small guy this kind of flattery style, certainly no matter what all want to promise her directly.

In fact, it's the same now, but fortunately, reason has overcome impulse. It's absolutely not OK. Even if the little guy is coquettish, he can't agree.

It's a matter of principle. It's no big deal to sleep with a little guy. After all, she's just a child. It doesn't matter much. As long as both of them agree.

But when it comes to fengtingmo, the nature of the matter is totally different.

You know, Fengting is not a child. He is a real adult man!

It's not a very happy thing for her to live in a closed house. After all, she lives in someone else's house and is still a man.

If it wasn't for the little guy, she was really responsible and worried about xiaoconghua, so she agreed to take care of it and lived there. She would never agree with it.

Living in a closed house is enough to exceed the affordability of Chang Cong. Fortunately, after so many days of adaptation, her sense of exclusion gradually faded.

But that doesn't mean she can accept sleeping in a room, on a bed, with a man.

Even if it is also mixed with a small scallion, often porridge heart is not acceptable.

Think of the embarrassment of the past few times, as well as the concealment that he seems to gradually adapt to, often porridge clearly, we must prevent this kind of thing from happening again.

Otherwise, she always feels that something will get out of control

So often porridge can only cold down heart, for the little guy this will be coquettish blind, rubbed her cerebellum bag melon, don't know is to appease shallot flower or comfort their inner restlessness.

"Xiao Cong Hua, my sister porridge can't sleep with you."

Looking at the man's motionless cheek, Chang gruel doesn't expect this man to explain this to Xiao Conghua. In a word, Chang gruel is thankful that he doesn't make trouble for himself

With a gentle smile on his face and a soft voice, he tried to reason with xiaoconghua.

The little guy just lifted his little head from the belly of changcong and blinked at changcong.

Because he just buried his face, the little guy would have a very obvious blush on his face, which is really cute.

When she looks at you like this, Chang Cong shows that it's really a matter of testing people's determination. She's really afraid that she will agree without control.

However, even if she agreed, the man would not agree. Chang Cong thought silently

In the end, it's better to solve the problem directly and save more trouble.

"Why can't we sleep together? We had a sleep together before

The little guy frowned and didn't quite understand the meaning of sister Cong's words.

In Xiao Conghua's mind, you can sleep together before, why not now? Is there something different?

Looking at Xiao Conghua's persistent face, Chang Cong felt that her head hurt. Naturally, she knew that Xiao Conghua was referring to the situation of sleeping together two times before.

But this let Chang Cong how to explain, she even did not know before that two times how can muddle along with them to sleep.

When I recall, I just feel that I can't grasp any information in my mind. I just feel that I don't know how to agree.

But that doesn't mean we're going to make the same mistake this time.

"I just want to sleep with congee sister and Baba..."

Naturally, the little guy didn't understand the worries in Chang Cong's heart. She just passed on her simplest idea to her.

"But this kind of thing can only be done by xiaoconghua's mother together with you and your father. Does xiaoconghua know?"

Even though Chang Cong was very distressed, he said it.

She must let shallot flower have these basic ability to distinguish, otherwise there will be a lot of things like this in the future.

Often porridge think simple, but did not think of the little guy did not refute, but silent.

The little face was tight, and there was no smile.

And the momentum of Feng Ting Mo's whole body, also instantly condenses, only chang Cong's face is at a loss.

The little guy got up from Chang Cong and sat down on the bed next to them. His whole body was full of loneliness.

"But xiaoconghua hasn't met her mother..."

The little guy's voice is low. If it's not for the distance, I can't hear her clearly. Unfortunately, Chang Cong and Feng Tingmo can hear her clearly.

Instant look to often porridge line of sight, with substantial sharp, with usually tease her look different, this will be true sharp.

Chang Cong naturally felt the man's sight, but now she has not so much mind to manage how men see her, she is now full of just a little guy's whispered words.

Yes, how did she forget about it.

No wonder just now I always feel that something is wrong. The key point is that the little guy doesn't have his mother to accompany him, otherwise she won't have the chance to appear.

But just now the little guy's tender words, clearly no cry sound, but it is more distressing, she would rather the little guy cry directly, better than now.

Often porridge porridge only feel in the heart with the words of shallot flower, tingle, like resonance from the blood in general, from the blood pain to the bottom of my heart.

She stretched out her hand to hug the little guy, but did not expect that the man's hand was faster than her.

Feng Ting Mo stretched out his arm and put the green onion wreath in his arms.

"Sleep together."

The low voice, inside is the irrefutable power.

The little guy was not so happy, but looked up at Feng Tingmo's eyes: "really?"

Tone inside with some uncertainty, that silk carefully by the presence of the two people to capture the clear, instant let Feng Ting Mo hold the little guy's hand more tightly some.

"Of course it's true. When did dad cheat you?"

Feng Tingmo's tone was incredibly gentle.

He owes nothing to this little guy except her mother, so he will try to make up for her.

"Would sister Cong like it?"

After listening to Feng Tingmo's words, Xiao Conghua's smile became more obvious, but she still turned her head and looked at her sister.

In the place where Xiao Cong Hua can't see, Feng Tingmo's vision is closely following Chang Cong, and the man's eyes are undisguised coercion.