"Fei'er, you seem a little nervous?" The breath of the man in red was right on top of her head, making her heart beat faster.

"No! It won't happen." The woman in green didn't dare to look back and only shook her head gently.

She seemed a little nervous, and accidentally broke a string. She opened a small opening on her delicate little hand, and blood slowly seeped out.

"Idiot, why are you so careless?" The man in red frowned slightly, grabbed her little hand and put the finger in his mouth without saying a word, sucking away the blood drops for her -

Fei'er's face turned even redder, and she tried to withdraw her little hand several times, but the man in red held her hand tightly, and she couldn't pull it back, so she had to blush and let him hold her hand and let him suck it -

After the man in red had finished sucking her blood, he looked up and saw Fei'er's little face was flushed, but her big eyes were filled with mist, as if she was filled with tears.

He sighed softly and held her in his arms: "Idiot, it's just a little bit broken, how much pain can it cause? I'm going to cry. Are you ashamed?"

Feier lowered her eyes and said nothing.

The man in red looked at her little hands again, twitched the corners of his lips, and made a smooth arc: "My Fei'er has a pair of skillful hands that no woman can match. Well, Fei'er's adoptive father has such skillful hands.

I can’t bear to let go, Fei’er, why don’t you just marry your adoptive father when you grow up?”

Fei'er's fingers trembled, and she suddenly withdrew her hand, shaking her head seriously: "Father, don't scare Fei'er, Fei'er just wants to be your adopted daughter, and she will be in your lap for the rest of her life..."

Her eyes were clearly shining with fear.

The man in red froze, his handsome face sank slightly, looked at Feiyue for a long time, and asked half seriously and half jokingly: "Why don't you want to be the woman who becomes your adoptive father?"

Fei'er shook his head, looking a little flustered: "Fei'er... Fei'er doesn't know either."

Seeing the man in red's expression getting worse, she hurriedly added: "Father, you have so many women, and there is no shortage of Fei'er. Let Fei'er be your good adopted daughter..."

He was always surrounded by countless warblers, and he also had countless adopted daughters, and many adopted daughters eventually became his women, but none of those women ended well.

After playing it a few times, they were either forgotten by him or sacrificed by him as cannon fodder...

He doesn't take those women seriously at all, so she doesn't want to be his woman. She would rather be his adopted daughter, enjoy his exclusive favor, and enjoy his occasional tenderness...

She wants to stay together like this for the rest of her life. She doesn't want to be abandoned by him like other women -

The man in red stopped talking, but his twinkling eyes made her uneasy. She coughed dryly: "Father, the strings are tuned. How about you play another song and let Fei'er dance for you again?"

How about a dance?”

She got out of his arms, stood under the pear tree and looked at him, her big eyes shining with a clear light like a deer, as if she was full of admiration, but also as if she was afraid...

The man in red sighed, with a wry smile on his lips and a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He sat on the piano bench again and played with his fingers...

"Boom!" The sound of something in the water shocked Luo Qingyu back to her senses. She suddenly woke up and realized that she had fallen asleep leaning on a large bluestone.

She smiled bitterly, stood up, and suddenly a small piece of paper fluttered out of her sleeve, folded into the shape of a paper crane, and landed lightly on the ground.

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