"Oh, rejected?" He was very straightforward and straight to the point.

In the past 29 years, Shi Jinyang only confided in women once and proposed to them once.

However, in exchange, it is the other party's cold words.

Shi Jinyang's high self-esteem had been crushed when he walked out of the room. Luo Yibei's words now undoubtedly add fuel to the fire.

Shi Jinyang's resentment almost burst out in flames.

However, after staring at his unruly face for a long time, all the impulses came down again.

In dealing with women, Loeb is obviously an old driver.

Fang Chi Xia, who is so difficult to do, has been dealt with by him. Although it has been a long time, Shi Jinyang thinks that over the years, Luo Yibei has accumulated rich experience.

Whether his marriage is smooth or not, he may have to give some advice.

"You have an idea?" Shi Jinyang asked with an expressionless face, glancing at him.

"Yes, quite a lot." Luo Yibei micro smile, a smile on his lips, very.

Before Shi Jinyang continued to ask, he added, "however, it's not to be spread."

It seems that a cool wind suddenly blows behind them, and Shi Jinyang's face sinks.

"Do it yourself! I wish you a few years less than me Luo Yibei patted him on the shoulder, with a smile like arc hanging on the corner of his lips. He left with a high profile.

Shi Jinyang took a deep breath and continued to walk to the restaurant with a tray.

After a few steps, xiaonaibao suddenly came towards him.

Father and son are like shadows and bodies. One of them appears and the other follows.

Seeing him here, xiaonaibao's face raised a light smile, a face, except for the baby fat, and Luo Yibei's smile was the same, "Yo, the face is so smelly, the situation is not good!"

"Little boy, didn't Tang poetry punish enough yesterday?" Shi Jinyang walked towards him with a few steps. He rubbed his head with a big hand, and his face was cold and gorgeous.

"It's OK. I solved it in less than a minute. It's fast." Xiaonaibao was still smiling. He reached into his pocket and found out a piece of A4 paper to hand to him. It seemed that Shi Jinyang had given him the task.

The folded paper is opened, and on the black and white paper, there is a crooked note like a chicken crawling, with a line of words written, a thousand times of Tang poetry!

Dou Da's words, like he was afraid that the other party would not be able to see them when he handed in his homework, so he even deliberately roughened them several times.

Shi Jinyang's eyebrows lashed.

This little brat!

"Not done, godmother?" Xiaonaibao jumps to the stone steps in the corridor, shortens the distance between herself and him, and then says with a smile, "do you want me to help you?"

"You?" Shi Jinyang looked contemptuous.

"Don't believe in children? There's no way. The most basic cooperation trust is gone. " Xiaonaibao shrugs and jumps down the stone steps. She tries to walk, but her wrist is pulled by Shi Jinyang.

"Tell me." Shi Jinyang coughed and asked uneasily.

A 29-year-old man is ashamed of asking for help from a half year old child!

However, the biggest use of small milk bag is, deep childlike innocence.

Tong Yan's love for him is no less than that of her parents. She wants to take it with her wherever she goes.

At least, many small milk bags can create a lot of opportunities to get along with childlike beauty.

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