The Wife of Wife: The President of the Star

"Okay!" Lando let go of her hand, and instead put his arm tightly around her waist, "While walking, you should think about what binding method and posture we want? Binding the feet? Binding the waist? We Do you dance side by side, or dance with your arms around each other, or you dance on top of me... I will accompany you in whatever posture you want, and I will accompany you in whatever posture you want."

Pei Zhanzhan's face turned red and his heart beat faster.

Damn it, Lando was clearly talking about the bungee jumping position, why would she want to be crooked.

I didn't expect to be Pei Zhanzhan like this.

She shifted her eyes around a little guilty, trying to talk about him from left to right.When he shifted his gaze, he suddenly found two familiar figures.

Lanting and Shang Wenxuan!

Turning from another path!

Shang Wenxuan was also holding a two-year-old little girl, and the child was lying on his shoulders, seeming to be asleep.

"Sister Ting?!" She gently tugged at Lando, motioning for him.

Lando turned around when he heard that, "It's really the two of them, why did they come here?"

He wanted to call them to stop, but was stunned when he saw the child.

Who is this kid?Why doesn't he know him?

Not only did he not know each other, but he couldn't think of anyone among the relatives and friends of the Lan family and the monk's family who had a little girl over two years old.

But while Shang Wenxuan was walking, he still didn't forget to turn his head and kiss the child's face from time to time, and Lan Ting would pat her face, touch her hands, or help her tug at the hem of her clothes and trouser legs from time to time.

It was precisely because they were all focused on the child that they didn't notice Lando and Pei Zhanzhan at all.

Lando's eyes dimmed, and he walked towards them head-on: "Tingbao!"

Lan Ting just saw them, and there was a trace of panic in her eyes. Although it passed by for a moment, Lando still had a panoramic view.

"Du Bao, Zhan Zhan! Why are you here too?" Lan Ting concealed her panic and smiled at them, "Valentine's Day is here?"

"Whose child is this?" He looked at the little girl in Shang Wenxuan's arms.

"My dear friend." Shang Wenxuan replied.

"You want to say it's from a relative's family, right? Which relative's family is it from? Why don't I know it?"

"It's from a friend's house! What, do I have any friends that I need to report to Master Lan?" Shang Wenxuan remained expressionless.

"It's none of my business what friends you have, but I have to know what friends Tingbao has, and I'm even more interested in how good friends' children are for you to be my treasures."

As Lando said, he turned to Shang Wenxuan's back, intending to see the child's appearance.

Lan Ting stretched out her hand to hold him: "The child is asleep, let her sleep well!"

"Let me take a look." He shook off Lan Ting's hand.

But seeing this, he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

This child, whether it is the facial features or the contours of the face, is very similar to himself!

He stood still and didn't speak for nearly ten seconds.

Pei Zhanzhan also looked at the child curiously, and opened his mouth to exclaim in surprise, but he didn't make any sound.

The child in front of him is just like a little Lando!

Is it...

Lando suddenly rushed in front of Shang Wenxuan, trying to grab the child with his hand.

"What are you doing Lando? The boy's asleep—"

Before Shang Wenxuan finished speaking, the child had already left his arms and was held by Lando.

"Du Bao, what are you doing?" Lan Ting was also in a hurry, and watched as Lando suddenly put the sleeping child on the ground, but his hands still held her armpits, preventing her from falling down.

"Wake up, wake up!" Lando was still holding the child's shoulders, shaking her.