Chapter 1892: Whose Child Is This? Four

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Qiao Yuanfei was worried that he was hungry for Xiao Bao, without any precaution.

All movements are subconscious.

At this moment, when she looked at Fan Yu, she suddenly remembered something. For a moment, she became agitated.

"It's nothing, I just think that you look after people and look good."

Fan Yu's thin lips were slightly opened, and the words were off, holding Xiao Tangbao and walking to the living room.

Qiao Yuanfei stayed in place.

The bottle was still exuding warmth in her hands, as if warming into her heart, her heartbeat followed.

What did he just say?

He praised her for being good-looking ...

This was the first time he praised her.

Qiao Yuanfei's face turned red again.

Afraid that he could see it, he patted his cheek hard and calmed himself.

Then pretend nothing happened and took the baby bottle into the living room.

Speaking of caring for my little brother, no one is more proficient than Primary Six or Six.

Feeding Tang Bao to drink milk did not require Fan Yu and Qiao Yuanfei, they just sat on the sofa and watched.

As soon as Xiao Tangbao saw Xiaoliu Liu, he either drank milk obediently or smiled.

"It's the first time I've seen such a laughing baby and it's very cute."

Qiao Yuanfei couldn't help but smile.

Fan Yu was looking at her cell phone, didn't know what message to reply, heard her, and looked up.

"I like children so much, should I have one myself?"

Qiao Yuanfei: "..."? ?

How could she be born alone?

Still, he meant ...

Qiao Yuanfei suddenly felt her cheeks hot, and quickly stopped her evil thoughts.

He must have just said casually that she couldn't think too evil.

He's not like that.

Fan Yu is a real gentleman.

After getting along with each other, Qiao Yuanfei knew very well.

But he would still be blushed and heartbeat because of a word.

And she always felt that he was weird today, a little different from the other day, but it couldn't be said that it was different ...

"I brought my clothes back to Qiao's house. I'll go back and get some clothes first."

Qiao Yuanfei has already thought about it. It just happened that the press conference was just over. In the past few days, she must be the focus of reporters' attention.

It would be nice to live here in Fanyu.

The reporter couldn't find her, and the heat would slowly drop.

As soon as she got up from the sofa, she grabbed her arm with one hand.

It's Fan Fei.

His long fingers slid down and clasped her wrists.

Thin lips slightly lifted.

"Don't have to worry so much. I'll ask the housekeeper to prepare a new one for you, so you don't have to go there again."

"... Then I have to go back and tell my uncle."

After hearing the words, Fan Yu narrowed her eyes and looked up at her seriously.

"May I help you call? I always have a relationship with Qiao, and it is more convenient for me to explain two sentences."

Qiao Yuanfei: "..." She didn't dare, she always felt that the more he explained, the more complicated.

But he rejected him clearly, too deliberately.

Qiao Yuanfei skipped this topic directly and pointed to Xiaoliu Liu who was seriously feeding Xiao Tangbao.

Make a laugh.

"You say, are they not considered to be a sweetheart?"

Fan Yu knew that she was changing the subject but did not tear it apart, and nodded calmly.

"Nevertheless, Xiao Tangbao suffers at a young age. I'm afraid I don't know I already have a competitor. I'll show you a picture."

Fan Yu found out the picture of the little boy Nian Xiaomu sent to him on his mobile phone and handed it to Qiao Yuanfei.

"I said it was my son, do you believe it?"

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei glanced at the little boy in the photo, his face changed suddenly! ...