Naturally, he didn't pay attention to the words of the mysterious stranger, and his eyes were fixed on the man in white: "who on earth are you?"

The man in white is naturally the God Jiuli. He smiles lightly and looks at shennianmo: "that child calls me father."

"He is my father!" he added He raised his head proudly, and then he held amo's neck and asked, "is that right, mother?"

Father, mother, child

These names like heavy bomb thunder turned over all the people present. The expression of all the people under the stage can only be expressed in one character: "0"

Ye Tian left a meal and smiled: "it turns out that you are the child's adoptive father. It seems that when he is in the stone, you are looking after him. It's nothing. What's the matter with your coming this time? But come to pick up the baby? "

He tried to make it round, trying to defuse the increasingly bizarre atmosphere.

But Jiuli, the God, was too lazy to pay any more attention to him. His eyes fell on amo, and he smiled: "it's always good that I haven't seen him for many days." His voice line is soft and deep, as sweet as the guqin, and as the spring wind blows over the tree tops, people's hearts are warm in a moment.

A Mo looks at him askew, her eyes are deep but clear as glass, and she finally opens her mouth, her voice is as indifferent as ever: "who is your excellency?"

At the end of this sentence, the atmosphere under the stage is even more strange.

Everyone is speculating about the identity of the man and the cause of the whole incident.

Naturally, at this time everyone's gossip cells began to mobilize, and Lenovo has come up with a scene of dog blood drama.

God Jiuli's eyes slightly shrunk, and the bottom of his eyes was dark and quickly crossed, but he smiled: "don't you know? Well, it's going to be a long time. It's not too late for us to get to know each other again. "

His words are full of invisible domineering power and potential, which makes people under the stage shocked again.

A Mo is lazy however smile, not move: "you have what qualification to let this seat know again?"

Shennianmo hurriedly said: "my mother, he is the father of nianmo. He should also be the husband of my mother Mother, you can't deny him. He has worked hard to find her for a long time. It's also hard to read a stranger... "

Although it's untrustworthy to say the boy's words, there are too many news in his almost confused words. They think it's enough for them to digest for a while.

AMO looked at God Jiuli again, and suddenly smiled: "you are looking for a wife, but it's a pity that this seat is not the one you are looking for. Although this child is delivered by our family, it is not the flesh and blood of our family. If he is indeed your child, you may as well take him away... " Pass the magic road in your arms forward.

Shennianmo's face changed, and he cried again. He went back to hug amo's arm desperately: "does your mother always like to abandon nianmo? My mother promised that she would never give up "nianmo"

His tears are coming, like pearls rolling down.

A mo can be cruel to anyone, but he can't resist the tears of this little ancestor.

She wanted to throw the little devil to the man who claimed to be his father, but her heart was a little soft and hesitant when he cried. She had been held by the little ancestor's arm, and he could not shake both his little hands, unless it was a technique, but she could not make it out to the little man.

So he was rightfully sprawled back on his body by the little ancestor. He held her like a koala and couldn't tear it down.