Chapter 908 I'm Sorry for His Physique Not Having a Son

Chapter 908 I'm sorry for his physique not having a son

Nan Hao's eyes flashed, and she said 'ah', "He accidentally slipped his mouth."

In fact, it was she who finished her work this morning and went to Li's house to look for Li San.

He touched his bedroom with ease, but when he opened the door, he almost had a heart attack.

Later, she found Li San who had just woken up in the guest room, and after several questionings, she found out the whole story.

Nan Yu almost thought that the dignified border boss was a man with a princess heart.

At this time, Li Qiao bent her lips and smiled, without asking any further questions, opened the gift box and lowered her eyes, she propped her forehead and fell silent.

Nan Yu approached with a smile, "How about it, do you like it?"

Li Qiao poked the golden rattle inside. The workmanship is not particularly exquisite, and the style is very simple, but it is solid.

Nan Hao touched the rattle, "Time is too tight, I asked the master of the gold shop to make it temporarily, don't dislike it. When our son grows up, I will buy him a bigger one."

Li Qiao tentatively picked up the rattle, and the two small bells made a crisp ding-dong sound.

With a rattle of this weight, it is estimated that the cub will not be able to lift it before one year old.

At least two hundred grams.

"Thanks." Li Qiao put the rattle back into the gift box, raised her eyelids, "Who told you he was a son?"

Nan Hao raised his eyebrows, and raised his chin towards the smoking area in a serious manner, "Need to say? With the physique of your Lord Yan, can you be worthy of him if you don't have a son?"

Li Qiao: "..."

The person involved, Shang Yu, doesn't think so...

...

About twenty minutes later, Xi Luo came.

Not only himself, but also a kind-hearted little milk dog by his arm.

Li Qiao has seen it before, it seems to be her driver.

Xi Luo was wearing knee-length fur and a pair of short boots, which outlined her slender legs.

She stood in the hall and looked around, and when she saw Li Qiao, she walked slowly with the milk dog on her arm, "I'm not late, am I?"

Li Qiao shook her head slightly, and then introduced: "Nan Yu, Xi Luo."

Nan Yu and Xi Luo nodded to each other, due to unfamiliarity, there was a clear sense of distance between each other.

In a blink of an eye, the private banquet hall came again.

Zong Zhan, Yin Mo and Jin Rong entered one after another.

Seeing Zong Zhan, Xi Luo sneered silently, picked up a fork and forked a piece of cake to the little milk dog's mouth without looking away, "Open your mouth."

The milk dog frowned in disgust, "Sister..."

"What do you call me?" Xi Luo gave him a warning look, and the milk dog immediately changed its name, "Boss, can I not eat?"

Xi Luo didn't care what happened, but when she noticed Zong Zhan's gaze, she quickly pinched the milk dog's face and stuffed the cake into his mouth.

His demeanor was very rough, but his tone was exceptionally gentle, "Be good, eat more."

Milk dog: "..."

There is a sister-in-law who is so smart, it's fucking terrible.

On the other side, Yin Mo wore a mask on her face, an ordinary black cotton jacket and jeans, and her hair was still hanging in front of her forehead. It was a little different from her usual capable image, obviously a disguise.

Under Jin Rong's guidance, she walked slowly to Li Qiao's side, and the moment she took off her mask, Nan Hao exclaimed, "Yin Er?"

There was a bright smile on Yin Mo's face, "Sister Yu..."

"Come here, let me take a good look."

Nanyu's surprised expression was mixed with a little excitement, thinking that they had been born and died together back then.

If Yin Mo hadn't left the border, the title of border fire rose would never be her turn.

At the same time, Jin Rong had already walked towards the smoking area, and Zong Zhan was half a step behind, looking at Xi Luo and the little milk dog Qingqing with complicated eyes.

She really walks the talk.

When he returned the passport to Xi Luo in Myanmar that day, he thought it was a way for her to retreat, but he never thought that she would really disappear into his world.

Zong Zhan took a deep look at Xi Luo, turned his head and followed Jin Rong's pace.

After a while, the little milk dog made an excuse to go to the bathroom.

Li Qiao glanced at the back, and looked towards the opposite side with her chin propped up, "Boyfriend?"

Xi Luo smiled lightly, confidently said, "Male nephew."

"Brought here on purpose?" Li Qiao pondered for a while before trying to figure out the intention of attending Luo, and her eyes were full of jokes when she looked at her.

Seeing this, Xi Luo dropped the small fork in her hand, leaned against the back of the chair and crossed her hands, "Of course, nephew and bodyguard, self-defense."

She couldn't reason with the dog, and the scene of being kissed by Zong Zhan in the car last time was still fresh in her memory.

Xi Luo couldn't beat him, so she simply... pulled her nephew over to get him. As for other small thoughts, Xi Luo didn't bother to explain.

Almost everyone has arrived, Li San greets the waiter to start serving the dishes.

In the center of the banquet hall is a banquet table that can accommodate twenty people.

If there are outsiders present, they will be surprised at the size of this ordinary gathering.

Men are handsome and outstanding, women are slender and feminine.

Moreover, anyone who is pulled out randomly is a giant who dominates one side.

Everyone sat down in turn, Shang Yu and Li Qiao were at the top, and Yin Mo was arranged beside Li Qiao.

Li San glanced at the time, raised his eyes and looked around only to find that there were fewer people, "Hey..."

Before the words were finished, the heavy double wooden doors of the private banquet hall were opened.

Everyone followed the sound and saw He Chen walking in lazily, wearing a dark blue windbreaker with one hand in his pocket.

Surprisingly, he was accompanied by a charming girl who was young but full of charm.

"I'm late?"

He Chen raised his eyebrows frivolously as he walked, while the female companion beside him held his arm intimately, facing the table full of handsome men and women, he behaved very calmly without showing any timidity.

Li San and He Chen are not familiar, but they have heard about each other's deeds.

"It's not too late, the time is just right." He got up to greet him, the two shook hands, and their eyes fell on the female companion: "This is the female..." friend.

He Chen didn't answer, but raised his hand and patted Li San's shoulder, then took his female companion to the empty seat and sat down.

He didn't seem to be planning to make more introductions, and the female companion obediently called people one by one, "Yan Ye, Rong Ye, San Ye..."

Oh, it turned out to be an acquaintance.

It is probably not the first time that the female companion can call out the names of several people calmly.

The atmosphere at the table was a little delicate.

Yin Mo's gaze deliberately avoided He Chen, trying not to look at the interaction between him and his female companion as much as possible.

He left at night that night, and she knew he would never come again.

fair enough.

Yin Mo's character is inherently meek, and her long-term forbearance in the Charman family made her not good at expressing her thoughts.

Perhaps, only she knew that the tightly curled fingertips under the table hurt the flesh of her palm.

In just a few seconds, the back of Yin Mo's hand became hot.

She came back to her senses and lowered her eyes quietly. It was Li Qiao who held her hand.

The corner of Yin Mo's mouth curled into a smile, and he spread his five fingers to grab her palm.

From the beginning to the end, Li Qiao didn't look at her, in case someone would notice anything.