Chapter 1846 My Daughter Likes to Compete with Me for Favor

"She?" Bo Yin's eyes darkened, and a barely perceptible black mist appeared: "She likes to compete with me for favor. She is very naughty at a young age. She is born in the same generation as a grandfather, and she always hinders the harmony between us as husband and wife."

Lou Luo's temperament is more business-like. After hearing this, he raised his eyes, cold and beautiful: "Mr. Bo, are you blackening my daughter in front of me now?"

Bo Yin smiled, and his voice was slow: "Sure enough, it shouldn't be."

"What shouldn't be?" Lou Luo tilted his eyes

Bo Yin's slender white fingers held up an umbrella. When he stood on the street, he was gentlemanly and mysterious. The lights of the whole city were blooming behind him, making him look as if he didn't belong to this world of thousands of people. After all, who would hold an umbrella at night, and it was black.

He seemed to hook his lips again, and the evil breath approached: "I shouldn't let you meet her."

Lou Luo suddenly stopped: "I have met her? When?"

Where?

If her memory is correct.

This day.

She only saw two little girls of three or four years old.

But beside them stood their parents.

Moreover, there were no Chinese people there.

No one had teardrop moles.

Except for that handsome boy who was extremely well-behaved...

Lou Luo had always been rational, and would never associate an adult boy with her daughter.

Even if the boy looked a little like the man in front of him, Lou Luo would not make that connection.

Bo Yin certainly knew what she was thinking, and smiled again, lazily dissatisfied: "You are guessing so seriously. You didn't look at me many times today, and now you are focusing on her. I will be jealous."

Lou Luo looked at him, his eyes were very dark, knowing that he was not joking.

She reached out her left hand and placed it on his handsome face: "I looked at you."

The breeze was blowing gently.

People on the roadside couldn't help but look over here.

Perhaps they had never seen such a combination before.

The woman with the temperament of the first snow was wearing a professional suit, her legs were very long and straight, her ankles were very white and thin, and she was wrapped with a silver chain that seemed to be there and not there, which made her look inviolable.

The man whose face she touched was holding a black umbrella. His face was angular but young, his skin was pale, but his mouth was curled.

Logically speaking, shouldn't such a man like cute and coquettish girls?

People's first reaction was that the relationship between these two people must be abnormal.

Even if they are a couple.

It was the female president who supported the young man.

From the actions, it seemed that the other party listened to the woman in everything.

After all, few people can be like women. When making such actions, people will not feel that there is any frivolous or awkward elements.

On the contrary, it seems that they are touching their own property, full of business style and with a touch of coaxing.

"Can you tell me now? Where is your daughter? Or does she not exist at all?"

Bo Yin rubbed his face against her hand, then tilted his head slightly and pressed his thin lips against her palm, a light kiss: "Don't you believe me again?"

Lou Luo didn't know if other people of his age would be so clingy and unpredictable at the same time. His face was so pale that sometimes people couldn't bear to blame him too much: "This matter is too mysterious, normal people would doubt it."

She was trying to explain to him.

After all, she seemed to have hurt him a little when she wanted to give him a car.

Bo Yin's voice was very magnetic: "When the trip to Milan is over, I will tell you who your daughter is, but the premise is that you can only look at me in your eyes."

Lou Luo raised his eyes: "Okay."

Bo Yin said playfully: "It sounds perfunctory."

Lou Luo chuckled and pinched his face: "Then what do you say is not perfunctory?