Mr. Huo, there is a baby in the police station who says he is your son.

In the end, Mr. Feng had too many worries and could not die together with Mr. Huo like a desperado.

Feng Minghao took back his gun and said to his grandfather: "Let's clarify the matter first. If the Huo family really dares to bully others and bully us, An'an, I will go with you to the Huo family to ask for justice."

"Okay." Old Master Feng and his grandson reached an agreement and turned around and walked towards the living room.

Han Qiao was in his room on the second floor and heard the noise on the first floor. He thought something big had happened and went downstairs in pajamas without even having time to change.

Seeing Pei'er standing next to the sofa on the first floor, her face was pale and her eyes were looking outside in fear, and she hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her.

"Pe'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Mom, Grandpa Huo is going to kill people with a gun. He wants to kill Grandpa Huo.

Although I don't like Grandpa Huo because he always bullies An An's mother, I don't want him to die, and I don't want Grandpa Huo to break the law.

Mom, what should I do? Go and stop Grandpa. "Pei'er became more and more anxious as she spoke, her voice slowly getting choked up.

Old Mrs. Feng killed Mr. Huo?

Mr. Huo bullied An An?

die? Breaking the law?

What kind of mess is this?

Han Qiao was confused when he heard this.

Seeing Pei'er crying into tears, he panicked and was urged by Pei'er to run toward the door, just in time to bump into Feng Minghao who was entering the room.

Han Qiao staggered and fell backwards. Seeing that she was about to be thrown into pieces, Feng Minghao quickly grabbed her with his arms and brought her into his arms.

"Are you okay? Are you injured?" The nervousness and concern could not be concealed in his tone.

Han Qiao fell into a warm embrace, and Feng Minghao's magnetic low voice sounded above his head. His face suddenly turned red, and even his earlobes were faintly stained with a blush.

She shook her head shyly, "No...it's okay, I...I'm fine, um, can you put me down?" After hesitating a few words, she tried to break free from Feng Minghao's hands and try a few times. No success.

There was Mrs. Feng, the housekeeper, and Pei'er at home. She didn't want them to watch, it was too embarrassing.

When Feng Minghao saw Han Qiao's shy look, he suddenly didn't want to let go, so he picked her up and gave her a princess hug.

"Don't move. If you move again and fall, I won't be responsible."

"You...I..." Han Qiao hesitated, unable to say anything.

"Are you trying to say that when you knew I was coming back, you dressed like this to greet me?" Feng Minghao teased.

"No, you're so stinky!" Han Qiao said coquettishly.

Feng Minghao looked down at the person in his arms, and an inexplicable idea came to his mind. He wanted to possess her and get her.

Not only do you want to win her person, but you also want to win her heart.

Five years ago, by chance, this woman became his woman, detoxified him and saved his life.

Five years later, she appeared in front of him again and became the mother of his daughter, taking care of his children and honoring his grandfather.

In the past two days, Feng Minghao was afraid of being embarrassed and deliberately stayed away from home, leaving his bedroom to Han Qiao.

Mrs. Feng and Pei'er kept calling him, always mentioning Han Qiao and saying all the good things about her.

As time went by, he started to get interested.

I asked a friend to investigate Han Qiao. The spouse column in the household registration book always showed that she was unmarried, indicating that she had never been married.

He thought that since his family liked Han Qiao, he would not reject her contact, so he would just fake it and turn her into a real wife.

Feng Minghao raised his lips with an evil smile, hugged Han Qiao, and walked towards the second floor in a grand manner.

"Feng Minghao, please put me down. Pei'er is still on the first floor. She's still crying. I want to stay with her."

Han Qiao saw him carrying her and walking towards the second floor involuntarily. Thinking of Pei'er crying with pear blossoms in the rain, she couldn't bear it and hurriedly spoke out, trying to break free from Feng Minghao's arms.

"Are you sure you want to appear in front of grandpa and the housekeeper dressed like this?"

Feng Minghao stared meaningfully at the looming ravine on Han Qiao's chest, and his body had an obvious reaction.

Cursing himself secretly, "Shameless!"

He withdrew his unnecessary thoughts and shifted his gaze to her face, looking at her leisurely.

Han Qiao's eyes followed Feng Minghao's gaze to his chest. When he saw that he was almost having sex, he was so frightened that he hurriedly covered it with his hands, looking a little at a loss.

"What are you looking at? Don't look at it."

Her face was as red as a cooked shrimp. She was ashamed and embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

After she took a shower at night, she casually picked up this pajamas and put them on without even looking at the design of the pajamas.

This pajama consists of a long low-cut suspender skirt and a short-sleeved jacket on the outside. It looks unique when worn on Han Qiao's curvy body.

It seems conservative, but it is more attractive!

"Don't you dress like this just to show me?" Feng Minghao joked.

"No." Han Qiao rolled his eyes at him and said angrily.

Without stopping, Feng Minghao carried Han Qiao to his bedroom and put her on the bed.

"Stay here and wait for me to come back, don't run around!

Also, I won’t allow you to run around dressed like this again and let others see you, especially men.

From today on, you can only wear it for me to see, do you understand? "

The ambiguous eyes, domineering tone, and affectionate gaze made it seem like the two of them were originally a loving couple, but because of the wife's ignorance, she made her husband unhappy and said something unhappy.

Han Qiao was stunned by Feng Minghao, his mind went blank, and he nodded mechanically, "Yeah!"

Seeing a satisfied smile on Feng Minghao's lips, he regained some sense.

"Feng Minghao, what are you talking about?

Why should I wear it for you?

Who are you not mine?

You don't care what I wear. "

"Why do you want to go back on your word now that you just promised me?" Feng Minghao's eyes darkened, and his tone was slightly displeased.

Han Qiao felt a little guilty, "I was just bewitched by you, it was not my intention.

oh! I understand, Feng Minghao, you know the art of seducing and seducing people. You just used the art of seducing people on me, right? "

Feng Minghao was speechless by Han Qiao's thoughts.

The art of seducing the soul?

Soul-catching magic?

She thought she was filming a costume blockbuster because she had watched too many TV series.

"Feng Minghao, if you don't speak, it means I am right. You are really good at..." Before Han Qiao could finish the rest of his words, his red lips were suddenly blocked by the thin lips of the man in front of him.

Feng Minghao really thought she was too noisy, so he simply blocked her mouth.

Just his cold thin lips touched her soft and warm red lips.

After tasting the sweetness, it was like dew coming out of a drought.

Can't hold it.

Want to ask for more.

"Uh huh~"

Until Han Qiao's face turned red, his ears turned red, and he almost couldn't breathe.

He was reluctant to let go of her.

Feng Minghao took a deep breath to calm down.

"wait for me!"

He opened his thin lips lightly, uttered two words, stood up and left, closing the door of the room.

He stood at the door, took a few deep breaths, adjusted himself, and then walked downstairs.