Chapter 601

"No." Cheng Xiaobao shook his head, "Uncle Mu and I are not that familiar."

Only then did Yan Shiting's stern face soften.

Xiaobao looked at his unmasked left cheek and said, "Uncle Yan, you are not wearing a mask."

A look of uneasiness flashed across his face.

"There's nothing to wear, and it's not scary." A cute smile appeared on Cheng Xiaobao's young face, "Compared to horror movies, Uncle Yan's face is much prettier."

Comparing him to horror movies? Yan Shiting's face turned dark instantly, "In other words, the left side of my face is still scary?"

"Not at all." Xiaobao didn't dwell on this, "Uncle Yan became beautiful after plastic surgery. There are many women in the news who turned ugly into swans after plastic surgery."

Yan Shiting sat up, leaned his back against the head of the bed, and took Xiaobao's little body into his arms. "How can a man be described as beautiful? You can't use random words."

Speaking of the problem of using words indiscriminately, he couldn't help but think of the woman from nearly six years ago. That dead woman also liked to use words indiscriminately.

How could Xiaobao's problem be like hers?

Even Cheng Yingxuan has this problem.

His sharp eyes fell on Cheng Yingxuan's face. She had just woken up, and her sleepy eyes had a lazy charm.

His eyes darkened.

Inexplicably, he overlapped her figure with the figure of the woman who had raped him in his mind.

For a moment, I had the illusion that she was the same woman nearly six years ago!

The thought frightened him and made his heart tremble.

Cheng Yingxuan came into contact with his thoughtful eyes, and those sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through people.

She always felt as if some secret had been seen through, and her heart was twitching, up and down like countless buckets.

"My mother said that I learned to use random words from my father." The little guy thought for a while and said, "If Uncle Yan thinks there is a problem, he can go to my father underground."

Yan Shiting's eyes were sharp and he did not refute his words. His eyes focused on Xiaobao were still full of tenderness, "Xiaobao, you called me 'Dad' last night."

"I dreamed about my dad last night. Uncle Yan, let me tell you something secretly." The little guy recalled it carefully, then whispered something in Yan Shiting's ear, and the corners of Yan Shiting's lips curled up. smile marks.

Cheng Yingxuan was eavesdropping with her ears stretched out. Because the voice was so low, she couldn't hear clearly what Xiaobao said. "What do you mean you are so happy?"

"Secret." Two words escaped Yan Shiting's lips, with unconcealable joy on his face.

"Tell me about it." She was very curious.

It always felt like Yan Shiting had guessed something, and her heart felt as uneasy as being scratched by a cat.

I didn't dare to ask.

He was too smart. If he hadn't guessed, and she reminded him, wouldn't she be shooting himself in the foot?

"If you tell me, it won't be called a secret." Yan Shiting stroked Xiaobao's little head with his big palm, "Don't tell your mother. Otherwise..." He also whispered a few words in Xiaobao's ear.

Cheng Yingxuan pulled her ears longer than a rabbit, but she couldn't hear even half a word.

Cheng Xiaobao, a ghostly spirit, actually nodded honestly.

"It's not fun for you two to be like this!" She yelled a little depressed, "If you don't tell me something, you're not allowed to have breakfast this morning!"

"If you don't want to eat, then you won't eat." Yan Shiting felt it was very eye-catching to see her furious look, her deep eyes filled with silent doting.