Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Anya quietly slipped away, wanting to find the best fake father for her fake son before the newcomer arrived.

No one can take her fake son away!

Over there, Wei Jin tilted his head.

Past traumas led her to selectively forget her memories related to Qin Lie.

All she knew was that she had two children, Qin Jiyu and Qin Youyou. As for the father of the children, she had a vague impression, but it wasn't very clear to her.

"Why do you need another father? You already have a mother, isn't that enough?"

Wei Jin was a little angry. Her son and daughter could only be her son and daughter, and no one else could take them from her!

Moreover, subconsciously, she felt a certain aversion to all men.

She didn't want Youyou and Jiyu to call other men "Daddy," as if it were a very sacred word.

But she herself couldn't explain why she had this feeling.

Qin Youyou didn't dare to say her father's name directly. She had tried before, but it caused her mother to have a violent reaction. Her mother covered her ears and rolled on the ground, looking like she had a splitting headache and was about to explode.

She felt that only by seeing her father in person could her mother's pain be fully healed.

Before that, she had to be careful and patient.

"It's not just children looking for their fathers, it's also mothers looking for their partners."

"I don't want to," Wei Jin refused outright.

Qin Youyou was exasperated: "Why not? Maybe you'll really like it."

Wei Jin scoffed: "What's a partner? Can you eat it?"

Qin Youyou wiped her sweat: "Uh, it's not that it's impossible, it's just that the way of eating it is a bit special..."

"Huh?" Wei Jin asked in surprise.

Is it really edible?

"I'm not lying to you," Qin Youyou swore, raising three fingers.

With an innocent look on her face, she said, "Besides, you used to eat quite well."

Wei Jin's eyes widened even more: "Really?"

Qin Youyou wiped her sweat, her eyes darting around: "Really, otherwise where would my brother and I have come from?"

Wei Jin seemed to understand a little.

If eating food results in poop being excreted, then eating a partner results in a child being born.

"It was a bit scary." She vaguely remembered that childbirth was very painful.

Qin Youyou patted her chest and assured, "It's not scary at all. As far as the food is concerned, it's really delicious... right?"

She wasn't sure because she was still a baby and hadn't tried it yet.

"Really?" Wei Jin was a little tempted.

"But where can I find such a partner?"

She let her thoughts wander: "I recently met a sister named Chu Renmei. She's a Buddhist nun, and she's truly stunningly beautiful... If I were to find a partner, I think she would be a good choice. She must taste delicious too."

Qin Youyou was surprised. Chu Hanshuang hadn't been on the far north island lately? She actually went to Wujiu City to preach? And she even turned her mother gay?

No!

She quickly stopped herself: "Two women won't do! My child wants a father, a man!"

Wei Jin's proposal was rejected outright, and she was devastated, her face falling.

The next second, he rallied again.

"Well... I think your brother and your uncle are all pretty good guys, clean and tidy... I just don't know if they'd let me take a small bite to taste it?"

Qin Youyou was devastated. Had she accidentally stumbled into some orthopedic channel about broken legs again?

She quickly stopped her wandering thoughts: "I've already picked the man. He's in this Cape City. You just need to make contact with him, Mother. If you like him, trick him into coming back and have a good feast!"

Wei Jin: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

She racked her brains trying to find the right person, and once she found him, she was determined to eat and drink for three days and three nights to replenish her energy!

At this moment, Qin Lie was unaware that after his daughter hugged him, a tracking talisman drawn by Sect Leader Yin had been planted on his body.

In the coming days, his every move will be exposed.

At this moment, Qin Youyou closed her eyes and used her mental power to sense the location of the tracking talisman.

In the hazy, dim scene, a tiny point of light lingered on the beach, sometimes moving east, sometimes west, circling back and forth hundreds of times.

Qin Youyou's eyes lit up, and an idea came to her.

"Mother, shall we go to the beach? The father I've chosen lives by the beach."

Wei Jin was overjoyed, "I'll go myself, you prepare the chopped green onions, ginger, and garlic at home!"

Qin Youyou: ...

What a cunning person!

After being exposed to the sea breeze for a long time, Qin Lie finally calmed down.

He had figured it out; he had made up his mind. He had to find that young man with the rooster-like haircut again and get everything straightened out.

Even if all of this was a conspiracy by the Temple of Holy Light, he accepted his fate!

Just as he was about to turn back, a light breeze blew by, and a figure in a pale, smoky color brushed past him, long strands of hair brushing against his face, making his heart skip a beat.

He turned around abruptly and saw that the person was graceful, with flowing clothes and black hair that swayed high in the wind; it was a woman.

The woman's robes fluttered, her feet were bare and her hair was disheveled. As if sensing something, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

It was high tide, and the waves, without regard for the tide, surged up and quickly soaked the hem of her skirt.

"No!" Qin Lie exclaimed urgently, a strong sense of fear welling up inside him.

His body moved faster than his mind; in the next instant, he strode forward and chased after the woman!

He moved with incredible speed, unleashing a speed he had never achieved before, and suddenly grabbed that smooth, alabaster wrist: "Don't do anything rash!"

He grabbed the woman, causing her to stumble. She looked up sharply, her clear eyes filled with curiosity as she gazed at him.

When Qin Lie was suddenly met with such a pair of clear eyes, he froze.

For a moment, he could not hear the wind or the waves.

Only the beating in my own chest was deafening.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

A fleeting glimpse in the snow, and I fear our meeting is but a dream.

A feeling of heartache inexplicably surged into his mind, his heart clenched, and a strange tingling sensation spread throughout his body. His voice was hoarse, and he dared not look directly at the god, so he lowered his head.

"Girl, don't do anything rash."

The woman leaned closer, slipped under his hat, her bright eyes sparkling, and brought her close to his nose with childlike innocence: "You look delicious."

The next moment, Qin Lie froze completely.

what?

His limbs and bones surged with restless blood, and the fiery clouds on his ceramic-like face were rekindled.

What did she say?

If it weren't for the deep darkness of the night, his embarrassment and shyness would have been completely exposed.

He fled as if his steps were disordered, he was in a panic and didn't know where to go, like a headless fly.

Qin Lie didn't know how he escaped. When he came to his senses, he had already fled the beach and escaped into the bustling city.

But the woman's fair face and her clear eyes still flashed in my mind.

She said, "You look delicious."

Qin Lie prided himself on having no interest in women, but recalling that scene still made him breathe rapidly and his heart pound like a drum.

He raised his hand and touched his face.

A very subtle hint of joy, which she herself was unaware of, spilled from the corner of her lips.

It sounds like she's praising him.

A wave of regret suddenly washed over him, and he smacked his head. Why did he run away?

Why would she go there in the middle of the night?

Is she feeling down?

But if she was not thinking clearly, why would she have gotten close to him and said such heart-stirring words?

Like a siren emerging at midnight, wreaking havoc on people's hearts.

Qin Lie was in a daze, and before he knew it, he had walked back to the beach.

The beach was deserted; there wasn't a soul in sight.

It was as if all of that was just a dream he had.