Chapter 492 The richer the more picky
Listening to his son's coaxing tone, Gu Qingluan couldn't laugh or cry.
Has she become the playful one?
Mint covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Master, we, Xiao Nan, have a sense of accomplishment for treating everyone, and are now in high spirits. How about I play with you?"
"Go, go, you dare to tease me!" Gu Qingluan glared at her.
The little girl's film is getting bolder and bolder.
Qian Huan laughed along.
Feng Tianlan watched Gu Xiaonan the whole time with gentle eyes.
The line of sight is too intense, it's hard for Gu Xiaonan not to pay attention.
He raised his head, saw Feng Tianlan's eyes, couldn't help shivering, tugged at Gu Qingluan's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Mother, what's wrong with him? It looks like he's going to sell me."
Just like those traffickers who coax children, those eyes are exactly the same!
Hearing his son's description, Gu Qingluan turned to look at Feng Tianlan, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Son, how about his loving eyes like an old father?
How do you know that your eyes can see that you are going to be sold?
Gu Qingluan didn't speak for Feng Tianlan, and looked at him leisurely, wondering how he would react.
Feng Tianlan's eyes twitched when he heard the "whispering" between his son and his mother.
Is he that scary?
He twitched the corners of his mouth, squeezed out a doting and gentle smile, and subconsciously wanted to call himself father, but just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly remembered Gu Qingluan's previous advice, and quickly changed his words: "I am not short of money, and I don't need to sell children to make money."
Gu Xiaonan whispered: "That's not necessarily true. I heard that the richer you are, the more picky you are. You must try your best to make money. I am worth a lot. If I sell it, I will definitely get a good price. Maybe you will be tempted."
The son is very clear about his own worth.
As his own son, he is indeed worth a lot.
This is his son!
Feng Tianlan raised the corners of his mouth and was about to speak.
Gu Xiaonan waved his little hand at this time, and drove them away: "Okay, I've had a rest, I won't chat with you anymore, you go find a place to play by yourself!"
The busy son treats his father and mother like children, as if the generations are reversed.
Feng Tianlan didn't feel offended, but felt that her son was very cute.
At this moment, he doesn't want to go anywhere, he just wants to be with his son, even if he doesn't speak, just looking at him is a kind of enjoyment.
Seeing that Gu Xiaonan started to feel the pulse again, Feng Tianlan stood aside silently.
The more I look at it, the more I feel that my son is very smart, and he is pleasing to the eye everywhere, and he is pleasing everywhere.
Gu Qingluan shook his head slightly when he saw that he would not leave for a while.
Why didn't I find out before that Feng Tianlan is a slave?
The father and son don't seem to be able to eat well anymore, so she can only worry about it.
Gu Qingluan left alone, and went into the mansion to ask the kitchen to prepare more dishes.
The two sons have worked so hard, so they have to make up for it.
Gu Qingluan went to the kitchen to order several dishes, walked around the house again, and then walked slowly towards the gate. Halfway through, a servant ran towards her in a panic.
"Master, it's not good, something serious happened!"
Everything that should be cleaned up is pretty much cleaned up, there are some small things left, which are not worth mentioning. With Feng Tianlan watching outside, what big things can happen?
"Those who drank our porridge vomited and vomited a lot. One of them couldn't make it through and just died!" the servant said panting.
(end of this chapter)