Four years old ...

Yue Wuyi closed her eyes slightly.

Originally, he had a faint hope, but at this moment it seemed as if he had been splashed with cold water from head to toe.

He 'sleeped' for six years, and the child naturally could not be his.

I thought I was completely dead, but I didn't expect that I would still feel heartache ...

"The child has another special ..."

Lin Ke'er was full of interest, and continued.

Yue Wuyi raised her eyebrows and snorted: "What's so special about a little fart boy? But it's just smarter than ordinary people, nothing great!"

Lin Ke'er glanced at him, and suddenly nodded: "It seems!"

Yue Wuyi raised an eyebrow: "Like what?"

Lin Ke'er ate authentically: "You and that little baby seem to be like this, especially the expression of action ... It's almost like a mold carved out!"

Yue Wuyi stiffened slightly: "What did you say?"

"I said that baby really looks like you. I almost thought he was your son."

"Kor!"

Feng Lijun could not help but call Lin Ke'er.

He was extremely puzzled, but his little lady has always been extremely clever. Why is she always in trouble today?

She knows clearly the relationship between Yue Wuzhen and Qi Luoer. Why does she have to open which pot?

Lin Ke'er quietly patted her husband's hand, which meant that she was very numerous ...

Yue Wuyi's face was slightly white, and she sneered, "It's no surprise that the children in the world look similar to each other."

Lin Ke'er nodded: "Well, maybe you're right, but there is something special about this child. Would you like to listen?"

Yue Wuyi glanced at her and said coldly, "You can't say it!".

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