This Is... Her Son? (15)
Fan Yu walked forward and sat down calmly.
He propped up his head with one hand and raised his eyebrows to look at her.
"There's only one sofa. You have nowhere to sit. Do you want to sit on my lap?"
Qiao Yuanfei:"..."! !
"I'm just asking casually. It's fine if you don't want to sit."
Fan Yu seemed to be deliberately teasing her.
He casually said the words of love. When she was at a loss, he gently moved on to the next topic.
"Are you usually the only one here?"He asked.
"Yes."
Qiao yuanfei nodded obediently.
She did not like others to enter her room.
Qiao Yuanxi used to like to go into her room and rummage through things. After being taught a lesson by her a few times, he became afraid.
Gradually, no one dared to enter her room again in the Qiao family's villa.
As for the people outside the Qiao family's villa, they did not even have the chance to do so.