Chapter 1277 Playing With

"Yes, Mom, that's not cheating, it can only be said to be teasing." Huang Ling tugged on Liu Fengfeng's sleeve and said.

"You can't even play with them!" Liu Fengfeng shook off Huang Ling's hand, glared at her and cursed: "Playing with others? You know you are being played, but you still keep up with them? You are so hopelessly stupid!"

"Mom, it's not as serious as you think. Brenda and Mr. Los are very good to me and like me very much."

"What's the point of their liking you? What about Maupassant? Does Maupassant like you? If he likes you, will he betray you?" Liu Fengfeng raised her finger at Maupassant: "Come here! You say it in front of us Tell me, why did you betray Huang Ling?"

Maupassant was very obedient, walked over and stood in front of Liu Fengfeng.

He had a gentle smile on his handsome face, and he was not angry because of Liu Fengfeng's accusation.

The harmless smile of this human beast made Liu Fengfeng stunned. Looking at him so close, she felt that her aura was not enough.

"Mom, don't be angry, it's just a misunderstanding." Maupassant followed the Western hug ceremony and gently hugged Liu Fengfeng. A sweet voice sounded in Liu Fengfeng's ears: "Huang Ling is not angry anymore, why are you angry?"

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Liu Fengfeng was hugged, and when she opened her eyes, she felt like she was dreaming.

What's going on?

Maupassant hugs her!

This feeling was like being held by a son, and my heart moved slightly, feeling warm.

Especially when he said "Mom", Liu Fengfeng almost cried.

What a nice "Mom"!

Huang Ling was moved when she saw Maupassant hugging her mother.

Maupassant regards his mother as his mother, which shows that he really loves her and respects her.

"Huang Ling is stupid to believe you." Liu Fengfeng stopped being stunned and quickly pushed Maupassant away, looking very angry.

She glanced at Maupassant: "I'm not your mother, don't call me mother!"

"Who says it's not?" Maupassant raised his lips and said, "Huang Ling and I are going to get the certificate."

Maupassant took out his mobile phone, pulled out the photos and handed them to Liu Fengfeng: "Mom, look at these photos, look at them carefully, and see if you can see anything."

"What is it?" Liu Fengfeng took the phone in confusion. When she saw the content of the photo, her eyes were as big as eggs: "This is you and Aina...??!!"

When Huang Ling heard this, her face changed slightly, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.

Regarding Liu Fengfeng's reaction, Maupassant and Brenda were very calm.

Maupassant smiled and said, "Look further down and look at every picture carefully."

Liu Fengfeng looked at them one by one. After Maupassant found out in City A, he got the archive from the technician in Picture P.

"The woman's face is clear, but the man's face and back are unclear."

Liu Fengfeng's eyes darkened when she saw Maupassant's naked body, with wet hair and a bath towel tied around his lower body, as if he had just come out of the shower.

She looked at it carefully, not missing any part of the background. Suddenly, she quickly turned back and read from beginning to end.

"Why is the background of every picture different? This... Why is the background so familiar? Isn't that sofa from my house?" Liu Fengfeng was confused. She showed Huang Ling her mobile phone, "Huang Ling, look, this Is the sofa in the photo from our home?"

Huang Ling took it over and took a closer look. Oh my god, it's really true!

The content of the photo is of a man rolling on the sofa with Aina in his arms, but the man's posture is very unnatural, and the background is her home.