Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 139: Competing to Be Song Dabai’s Godfather

She touched her face and tidied her hair, but no matter what she did, she couldn’t hide the embarrassnt on her face.

Out of the blue, Lu Jihan’s teasing voice ca to her ear: "Wipe your face with a tissue, your drool’s coming out."

Boom——

Song Yinyin’s face flushed, she wished she could dig a hole and crawl into it.

But as her hand just touched the corner of her mouth, she heard Lu Jihan say: "Just kidding, you actually believed it."

"..."

Song Yinyin was extrely annoyed, she turned around, raised her little fists in anger and swung them at him, "Lu Jihan, are you ssing with ?!"

He didn’t dodge, he laughed softly, as if Song Yinyin’s fists hitting him were like a cat gently scratching him, not hurting him at all.

This made Song Yinyin seem like she was flirting with him instead, so she simply ignored him and drove straight into the villa.

Two unfamiliar luxury cars were parked in the yard, they looked very expensive at first glance.

But in the Lu Family Mansion, Song Yinyin hadn’t seen these two cars before, she couldn’t help but wonder if they had visitors at ho?

Indeed, the Lu Family Mansion had so guests.

Song Yinyin had seen both of them, one was Si Yuxuan, the other was Ji Tingfeng, she wondered what brought them here.

At this mont, they were huddled around Song Dabai, racing to be his godfather.

"Dabai, I am your dad’s friend, Uncle Si Yuxuan, let ask you, do you like playing gas?"

Song Dabai’s little face was fair and tender, particularly endearing.

He always answered adults’ questions.

"I like it." He nodded obediently.

"Great, let tell you, Uncle Si Yuxuan is really good at gas, in the future if you want to play any ga, I’ll teach you."

Si Yuxuan said excitedly, eagerly recomnding himself to Song Dabai.

"If you play well, I’ll focus on nurturing you as my godson, and even take you around the world to compete in various international e-sports tournants, how about it?"

Song Dabai pouted, furrowed his brows, and thought for a while.

"But, I still think playing gas isn’t as fun as playing piano. Also, my mommy said playing gas can make you nearsighted, I don’t want to be nearsighted."

After listening to the little guy, Si Yuxuan’s face showed obvious disappointnt.

But he didn’t give up, still trying to persuade Song Dabai, only to be pushed aside by a big hand.

Si Yuxuan staggered, almost losing his footing.

But in that mont of distraction, Ji Tingfeng seized the opportunity.

Ji Tingfeng, dressed in a heroic military uniform, crouched directly in front of Song Dabai with his tall and strong figure.

Even while crouching, he maintained a military stance, keeping his back ramrod straight, his angular features looking unusually gentle when facing Song Dabai.

"I’m your dad’s good friend, Uncle Ji Tingfeng, can you guess what uncle does?"

Song Dabai, being very smart, saw him in a military uniform and said, smiling: "I guess, uncle is a soldier, right?"

"Correct answer."

Ji Tingfeng responded with precision, even when praising a child, there was no unnecessary expression on his face.

Upon hearing he was a soldier, Song Dabai curious raised his eyebrows: "Uncle, do you fight bad guys? Is it like in TV shows, where you shoot guns? Can I see you shoot a gun?"

The little guy asked a series of questions in one breath, clearly interested in Ji Tingfeng.