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258. Chapter 258 Daughter Comes to a Beautiful Boy to Play

Xia Ziluo took a step back and waved his hand quickly: "No, no."

"But you are sweating coldly. No, Dad has to call the imperial doctor to show you." Xia Qingtian said worriedly.

She was indeed sweating coldly, but she was just scaring Xia Qingtian, but she was not suffering from the cold.

"No need!" After Xia Ziluo roared, he realized that the sound was three times bigger than expected.

Xia Qingtian made Xia Ziluo's roar so shocked that he was stunned again: "Daughter, are you still angry with Dad?" His voice was almost flattering.

There is no way to deal with Xia Qingtian and not be exposed by him. She still has to continue to speak out.

So Xia Ziluo coughed and continued to roar: "But I'm already angry. After I come back, I will rush home to report my father's safety. But my father doesn't seem to care at all whether I'm back safely."

"Dad is the most dear woman who loves me." Xia Qingtian hurried over and touched Xia Ziluo's head flatteringly, "Okay, Dad won't ask any more questions. You didn't sleep all night last night, so go back to the room to rest? When you wake up, Dad asks you to make your favorite dish, and then bring you a few handsome men from the other yard to have fun?"

"Who wants to sleep? I slept well last night." Xia Ziluo continued to roar, but his tone was obviously much more kind than before.

After giving Xia Qingtian a step, she also followed the clues and went down the step and got away from it.

"I'm sleeping, where are you?" Xia Qingtian asked casually.

Xia Ziluo subconsciously thought that he was on Murong Xitian's bed, and suddenly shivered, and then swallowed the words to his mouth.

"In the carriage, otherwise, where can it be, dungeon?" Xia Ziluo mistakenly thought Xia Qingtian was suspicious, thinking that this old fox was too savage and treacherous.

There are traps everywhere in the words, which makes people unable to guard against.

"Carriage?" Xia Qingtian suddenly thought that only Murong Xitian's carriage had gone out once last night. Could it be that Xia Ziluo has been staying in that car?

No wonder his people said they could not find anyone, but they turned out to be in the seemingly most dangerous and safest place.

Xia Qingtian clenched his teeth, and this time he was really home.

"Dad, have you asked enough questions? I knew that Dad was not concerned about whether I was doing well, but wanted to find evidence from me and defeat my mortal enemy. In my heart, I am far less important than those interests!" Xia Ziluo pretended to be angry and jumped up from the silver, turned around and left.

Xia Qingtian hurriedly chased and coaxed him: "Zi Luo, Dad doesn't have that idea. Just be angry, but don't get sick, Dad will feel distressed."

"Who is going to get sick?" Xia Ziluo ignored Xia Qingtian. She didn't miss such a good opportunity.

"Zi Luo, my father will send you the Persian treasures as soon as possible. By the way, I will send a few handsome men to the villa. I guarantee you like it!" Xia Qingtian saw that Xia Zi Luo was really angry and shouted anxiously.

Xia Ziluo walked outside the house and almost tripped himself after hearing this.

Is it a beauty again? Did the princess in the past be so ugly? Isn’t it afraid of excessive indulgence and premature aging!

So Xia Ziluo walked a little anxiously, as if he was running away.

The weather on the first day of the New Year is very clear, and the sky is exposed with a long-lost blue color. The sun is climbing to the middle of the center, and the bright sunshine is shining on the earth, and some snow accumulated in the corners is a bit melting.

It was already the hour of the lunar month, and Xia Ziluo returned and returned for more than an hour.
Chapter completed!
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