Chapter 1792: Xia Ling Appears (3)

["Fengfeng, sorry, I'm late again, but you won't blame me."
"Fengfeng, you don't watch the time, I've been waiting for you for half an hour."
"Fengfeng, I don't want to go to that shop. That shop doesn't taste good. Let's go to another place, OK?"
"Is Fengfeng your girlfriend? How can you do this to me?"
"Fengfeng, I'll give you three minutes. If you don't come for three minutes, I will let my brother hit you.
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"Mr. Feng, I'm really sorry, it's raining outside. I didn't bring an umbrella, so-" Xia Ling said holding the wet food container in her hand, and said carefully.
Feng Feng seemed to be suddenly mad. She pulled Xia Ling directly, then took a towel and covered it on her head, wiping it vigorously.
"How old are you, and I still don't know how to take care of myself, so much rain, just in case-"
"Daddy—"
A soft voice came suddenly, but it struck Feng Feng's back like a thunder.
Feng Feng held the towel in his hand and looked down at the girl in front of him.
Xia Ling seemed to be scared by him. He looked at Feng Feng innocently, and his body continued to shrink back.
Feng Feng suddenly lost the towel in his hand and stepped back subconsciously.
No, this is not Qi Rou, not his Qi Rou.
However, her face, her words and manners, and her every move were like those who were engraved deep in his memory.
Feng Feng's body was tight, like a string pulled to the extreme.
"Mr. Feng, I'm sorry, is it too dirty for me? I'll change clothes now." Xia Ling said, turning quickly to leave.
"George, take her to the hospital." Feng Feng said suddenly, but his eyes kept on Xia Ling's face.
"Mr. Feng, no, I just got some rain—"
"Check, isn't her face straight?" Feng Feng said, but his voice seemed to be suppressing something.
The words that Xia Ling hadn't finished were all plugged into her throat, and she looked at Feng Feng with an incredible look. "Why did Mr. Feng say that? Why should I facelift?"
George was watching, if he didn't know who this person was at this time, he was really a fool. No wonder he always felt that this person was familiar.
Qi Rou, An Qi Rou, the woman who has been in Fengfeng's purse for a few years and has only been removed from shelves in recent years.
"Daddy." Xiao Biao whispered again, as if a little afraid of the current anger.
Feng Feng closed her eyes, suppressing her emotions, and then opened again a moment later, then turned back to the sofa, stretched out her arms, and hugged them tightly in her arms.
"Baby is awake, are you hungry? Daddy takes you to dinner?" He had a gentle voice, as if the person who had just suppressed the roar was not himself.
Xia Ling still had grievances and stubbornness in his eyes. "I haven't overwhelmed myself. I'm just an assistant. Why should I do that kind of inspection?"
Feng Feng embraced Xiao Biao and got up, looking at Xia Ling, even the stubborn eyes were the same.
Is there such a coincidence in the world?
"George."
"I see." George said, holding Xia Ling's arm in the past. "It's just a check, it's not bad for you."
"Why am I going to check, I haven't adjusted my face, you are an insult to me." Xia Ling said angrily, "I'm here to be an assistant, but I'm not here to be insulted."