"My dad?"

Du Wan'er suddenly looked up and looked at Zhao Yan in surprise.

At this moment, her mind was blank.

"Wow, the male god is going to confess his identity. It has something to do with the master's father. Could it be that the male god is a general? Master, your father went to join the army, right?"

Xiaoli didn't say anything. She was thinking about whether she could see his male god learn the routine in the book again in the evening and successfully kiss her. Unexpectedly, she heard this.

Xiaoli saw Zhao Yan secretly picking up the book in his study during the day. It didn't make any noise just to see how things would develop.

However, he didn't expect that after reading the book, he would come to confess his identity to the master.

Could it be...

"Don't quarrel, or you won't hear it."

Du Wan'er said something in her heart.

The little li immediately fell silent, and even the entire fish body no longer swayed in the stream, and it was directly prohibited in the stream.

This scene stunned the six people in the space for a moment.

Isn’t their Lord Li moving all the time?

Why did she seem to be quarreling with Miss Du in daily life, but now she is like a dead fish?

Oh, no, the dead fish will flow along the stream, and their carp will not move.

"Yes, your dad, do you want to hear it?"

Zhao Yan nodded and said confidently.

Du Wan'er frowned and looked at Zhao Yan with a suspicious look for the first time.

Zhao Yan couldn't help laughing. Fortunately, he decided to confess his life experience to his little Fuxing at this time. If he confessed in the future, his little Fuxing would blame him for being dishonest.

"Go to the stream and say it slowly."

After a long time, Du Wan'er realized.

She kept staring at Zhao Yan's eyes. She found that when Zhao Yan looked at her, his eyes did not flash, they were always very clear, and very calm.

They have known each other for more than two months. If Zhao Yan had always known his father, she could not think of any reason to keep Zhao Yan watching their orphans and widows living like this without saying it.

She wanted to know Zhao Yan's reason, but if she made sense, she wouldn't care. If she couldn't, she wouldn't want this romantic relationship.

Although she has never been in a relationship, she knows that lovers should be honest.

"It's cold by the stream, go to my study!"

Zhao Yan suggested.

He was a little panicked because Du Wan'er's voice had never been as cold as it is now. He took a step forward and wanted to hold Du Wan'er's hand.

Du Wan'er saw his intention and took a step back.

"No, I wear thick clothes and I'm not afraid of the cold."

Du Wan'er said.

It’s not that she is not afraid of the cold, she just wants the wind to blow and keep calm at all times, so that she can treat this matter very rationally after a while.

"Okay!"

Zhao Yan took the fire pole and approached Du Wan'er to keep her bright.

Du Wan'er turned around and walked in front, without saying anything.

"Your father Dewey is not dead, he is still alive, and has made a great contribution to Da Yan. At this moment, he is on his way back to Beijing to report his life. If nothing unexpected happens, your father's military achievements can be awarded the third-rank cavalry general."

Zhao Yan said as he walked.

Du Wan'er paused for a moment, didn't look back, and then continued.

"Liuguang said, your father was a little injured. This matter should have been told to you a few days ago. I was worried that you would worry, so I suppressed it. Now your father has healed, and it is no different from ordinary people."

Zhao Yan said again.

"Screen light?"

Du Wan'er paused again and said something.

The name Liuguang is so familiar. Have she heard of it somewhere?
Chapter completed!