Full-time King

Chapter 2191 Daughter?

After everyone left, Chen Yajie stuck out her tongue and said, "That old man is really old..."

Ling Feng curled his lips: "How can he not be old? You don't know, he is already 135 years old!"

Chen Yajie took a breath and said, "One hundred and thirty-five years old?"

"Well, it's a pity that he will die when the sun sets today. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's eat. There are so many good things. Hehe, I'm starving."

Ling Feng looked at the tables that were already filled with food. The space here was very spacious, with about five or six tables.

The dishes above cannot be said to be very exquisite, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are large in portion and full of oil.

"Isn't this bad? They've all left, and when they come back and see us eating..."

After all, Chen Yajie was not as thick-skinned as Ling Feng, so she pulled Ling Feng's arm and stopped him from eating.

"Oh my god... they will starve to death. They will definitely finish their conversation at sunset. By then, the old man will be dead, and it will be inappropriate for us to eat and drink lavishly. This table of food will obviously be wasted. Don't worry, they are all martial artists, and they won't starve even if they skip a meal occasionally."

Ling Feng spoke confidently, pushed Chen Yajie to his side, and began to clean up the food impatiently.

When he raised the chopsticks, his arm was exposed, and the bright red wound inside was seen by Chen Yajie.

Chen Yajie felt a pain in her heart, turned her face away, took a breath, and then said with a smile: "Okay, let's see who eats more."

Chen Yajie completely abandoned her ladylike image and scrambled for food from the same plate with Ling Feng. Ling Feng was not to be outdone and swept away the plates of food.

Soon, Chen Yajie couldn't grab it anymore.

"No, no, I can't eat anymore. If I eat any more, my stomach will explode." Chen Yajie said with a frown, touching her swollen belly.

"Haha, I'll let you snatch it from me."

Ling Feng finally put down his chopsticks, patted his belly contentedly, then smiled slyly and put his hand on Chen Yajie's belly.

"Stop it, I don't have the strength anymore."

Chen Yajie wanted to take his hand away, but failed. A warm breath came from Ling Feng's palm.

"Don't move. Let me see how many months my daughter is pregnant." Ling Feng said seriously. A trace of fighting spirit passed over. Chen Yajie felt so comfortable that she just wanted to moan.

He rolled his eyes at Ling Feng and said, "Do you like girls?"

Ling Feng nodded as a matter of course: "Of course, if I have a child, it must be a daughter. A daughter is a father's sweet and caring little cotton-padded jacket. If it's a boy, he will definitely be a bastard. Of course, my daughter must not be like you. Tomboys are more troublesome."

Chen Yajie chuckled: "You are so shameless. You are so young and you already want a child."

"This is called long-term planning, understand?"

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and Chen Yajie suggested going to the orphanage in front.

Ling Feng certainly had no objection.

"Is this also your sect's property? I didn't expect your sect to be so caring."

Chen Yajie admired the surrounding environment.

This orphanage cannot be said to be luxurious, but it is very quiet and clean, and you can tell that the people who take care of it are very attentive.

"This is all handled by Uncle Li. The sect does not interfere in the specific matters."

&nb/> Ling Feng didn't dare to take all the credit for himself. Chen Yajie had some vision and was not as easy to fool as other women. Once there was a chance to expose him, Chen Yajie would definitely do so without hesitation.

"You are honest. You were not so kind even in Jiangnan City. How could you become a good person once you arrive in the capital?"

Chen Yajie gave Ling Feng a cold look with a hint of anger in her eyes.

Ling Feng was sweating profusely. This woman was setting a trap to see if he would jump into it. Fortunately, he did not make a mistake.

"Throw the handkerchief, throw the handkerchief, and gently put it behind the child..."

The clear sound of children's songs came from not far away. Chen Yajie's eyes lit up and she said in a very gentle tone: "Let's go and watch the children play games."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes: "Well, this is too childish, I won't go."

Ling Feng's old face turned red, and he felt very childish, especially when facing the bright big eyes of children, guilt surged up in his heart.

"Hey Lingfeng, I haven't played with kids in a long time, please."

Chen Yajie pulled Ling Feng's arm coquettishly, and after a while Ling Feng couldn't hold on any longer.

"Okay, okay, let's go play for a while. You're so old, and you're still playing with kids."

Chen Yajie's eyes smiled into crescents: "You don't understand, playing with children, you can forget all your troubles, they are the most innocent people."

Sure enough, on the playground, a group of children under the age of ten were playing the game of dropping the handkerchief under the leadership of a middle-aged woman.

Not far from them, a pretty little girl was sitting on a swing by herself.

"Dad, Dad, are you here to pick me up?"

As soon as Ling Feng and Chen Yajie appeared, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she ran to Ling Feng's side, hugged Ling Feng's thighs, and refused to let go. She looked at Ling Feng with tears in her eyes, which made Ling Feng feel guilty that he was really the child's father.

Ling Feng's face instantly turned embarrassed.

"Linlin, Linlin, stop making trouble... Children, play by yourselves first, Auntie has guests coming."

The middle-aged woman also noticed Ling Feng and the other person, and immediately tried to stop the little girl's reckless behavior.

"Auntie, he is my father, really my father. Dad, dad, please tell me, I am your daughter Linlin."

The little girl named Linlin turned around and said something stubbornly, her little hands gripping Ling Feng's pants even tighter.

"Little sister, you got the wrong person, didn't you? I'm not married yet."

Ling Feng squatted down patiently and spoke gently. Suddenly, Ling Feng felt that he and this little girl had a very close feeling, as if she was really his daughter.

Illusion, this must be an illusion.

Ling Feng, I comforted myself in this way.

"Wow... Daddy doesn't want Linlin anymore, Daddy, Linlin will be very good, Daddy..."

The little girl suddenly burst into tears, her crying was so heartbreaking that Ling Feng felt a little sorry for her.

"Excuse me, are you two friends of Director Li? This child has always been very autistic and refuses to play with other children. She always says that her father will come to pick her up. Are you the child's father?"

Although Ling Feng denied it just now, the middle-aged woman still looked at Ling Feng with suspicion.

There's no way. Little Linlin has always behaved very well in the orphanage. Apart from being a little unsociable, there is nothing unusual about her. Today is the first time she's so excited.