Chapter 642

I'm afraid only he knows.

When I sent it back, I just woke up sleepy, and found that I was home.

Back home, porridge has been unable to open their eyes, put the cake grandma gave her after a simple wash, ready to go to bed.

She didn't know that another place was busy while she was sleeping.

"It's the sister Xiao Conghua doesn't like. She went to kindergarten today." The little guy pouted and told Feng Tingmo about today's kindergarten.

The little guy has a habit that if he doesn't have time at night, they will fight LEGO together. This is the tacit understanding between father and daughter.

Xiao Conghua likes Feng Tingmo, and naturally he won't refuse, so Feng Da's tall and cold-blooded president will become an ordinary father who will accompany his daughter to fight LEGO at night.

But even such a simple sitting on the carpet with a toy in hand can't hide his momentum. It's really irritating.

At this time, Xiao Conghua would tell Feng Tingmo what happened during the day.

Today, fengtingmo was able to deal with things quickly, so he came back early, and naturally had time to play with the little guy for a while. For sure, the little guy's "complaint time" came.

"Well?" Listening to the voice of the little guy's resentment, Feng Tingmo looked up at her.

"Ah, it's er... Sister ling'er." The little guy pouts higher. Although he doesn't like Xu ling'er, he still calls his sister politely. This is a problem of education.

Feng Ting Mo frowned: "Xu ling'er?" He had a little impression of this man in his mind, because he had been pestering Su ye, and Su Ye was close to him, so he had a lot more opportunities to meet, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"Yes, that's the sister." The little guy pouted and agreed, and put up a building block. This time, she put together the shape of a fortress. It looks like a model with childish spirit.

"She bullied her sister," the little fellow continued This words shallot flower said is the reason straight gas and strong, with his Baba complain what, simply a little pressure is not good.

After all, Baba is omnipotent in xiaoconghua's heart. When the little guy says that he wants Baba to avenge his elder sister, he naturally wants to do it.

The little guy didn't even sit on the ground. He just sat beside his running belt in Feng Tingmo's arms with a few building blocks in his hand.

This posture is convenient for the little guy to act coquettishly, but it doesn't prevent her from fighting LEGO. It's smart.

Hearing the little boy's words, Feng Tingmo frowned unconsciously, but hearing the woman's name, Feng Tingmo felt that his breathing was in a mess.

Originally, Feng Tingmo didn't want to pay attention to it. That stupid woman didn't contact her for such a long time

However, the ghost, Fengting Mo or care.

"What did she do?" Feng Tingmo didn't seem to care. He held the little guy back a little to make it easier for him to fight LEGO. He asked.

This can ask a kid to go in the heart.

"She talks to sister porridge. Sister porridge is not happy when she comes back." Xiaoconghua cerebellar bag melon rubs against fengtingmo's chest. It means to be coquettish. The expression on his face is grievance.

Anyway, in her eyes, if sister porridge is not happy, that is the biggest thing! It has to be said that there is a real genetic factor in protecting short comings. Feng Tingmo is a man who can't protect short comings.

I didn't expect that little guy, at his young age, was not ambiguous at all.

Chang porridge never thought that she was such a big person and needed such a little guy to protect her, although it was the boss of a higher level, that is, Feng Tingmo.

"Sister porridge was smiling, but she didn't smile when she came back. It must be the bad sister who bullied sister porridge." The little guy's mind is very simple. Since sister Cong is unhappy, she must be bullied!

How can that be! She is really a bad sister! Xiao Conghua doesn't like her sister any more.

"Baba wants to avenge sister congee!" Xiaoconghua said with great ambition that she wanted to protect her sister.

Feng Tingmo was thinking about what happened today. He was distracted by the little guy's disturbance.

"Well." Did not say more, just a simple nod, the little guy is happy, Baba never cheat him.

"Yeah, I'll protect sister Cong with Baba." The little guy is full of happiness now. She must take some medicine to protect her sister!

"By the way, brother Ye is leaving." Speaking of this, there is no smiling face on the little guy's face, but a little sad. She likes elder brother ye, but she hears what elder brother ye said to elder sister porridge.

Brother Ye is going back. He can't play with them any more.

Listening to the little guy's words, Feng Tingmo's eyes flashed, but he could not see anything else.

"You can play with him." Feng Tingmo said faintly that he naturally knew why Su ye had to leave. After all, it was his handwriting, wasn't it

"Ah, yes, xiaoconghua can go to play with him!" Xiao Conghua seems to have a sudden insight, with two big eyes, cute and cute expression.

Feng Ting Mo stretched out his hand and gently pinched Xiao Conghua's small face, which can't be denied.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Conghua has fallen asleep. In the study, Feng Tingmo looks at the documents in his hand and asks.

Fire respectfully replied: "Xu ling'er got the news and knew that master Su was with Miss Chang, so he wanted to see what happened. As for the conversation between Xu ling'er and Miss Chang, there was no way to know."

Just received the boss's urgent news, asked him to find out within ten kinds, fire heart is full of cold sweat, but obviously already familiar with the boss's style.

So make complaints about Tucao, make complaints about things that can not be done.

Feng Tingmo didn't speak. His eyes were fixed on the document. He didn't seem to care about it.

"Does the Xu family have a contract recently?" Feng Tingmo said carelessly, but Huo Leng heard a cool feeling from Feng Tingmo's tone. Although it wasn't aimed at him, Huo still had goose bumps.

I mourn silently in my heart, and someone will suffer again

"Yes, it's almost done." Although I make complaints about it, I still reply respectfully.

However, if outsiders hear it, I'm afraid it's just a shock, because these things belong to business secrets, and only my family knows it, but now it's said so easily by the fire.