Chapter 1863 Paternity Test
To be honest, Qin Luo is really speechless. He originally rejected Deschamps, but when his voice changed, why did he like his daughter?
Didier Deschamps, did you make a mistake?
Qin Luo suddenly realized that something was wrong.
etc!There seems to be something wrong with the script.
In Qin Luo's original script, Deschamps should be crying and begging him to accept his daughter, but now it seems like he is crying and begging him to introduce his daughter to him.
If he hadn't mentioned it himself, the other party seemed to have no reaction at all.
Coach, is there something wrong with this script?
Yes, Qin Luo suddenly felt that his script was not just as simple as taking it upside down, but completely wrong.
In addition, Qin Luo felt that Deschamps' thinking was a little too out of touch.
"Professor Deshang, are you joking?" Qin Luo said with a smile.
joke?
Deschamps thought about it seriously, he really didn't seem to be joking!
"Professor Qin, do you think I'm joking?" Sheffield Deschamps said slowly.
Qin Luo took a serious look at Deschamps, and looking at his appearance, Qin Luo felt that he really wasn't joking.
Emmmmm, what should I do?
To be honest, Qin Luo was in a struggle.
On the one hand, from the perspective of genetics, he thinks that with Deschamps' genes, it should not be difficult to imagine what his daughter would look like.
On the other hand, looking at the serious face of Deschamps, Qin Luo really couldn't refuse.
Why don't you take a look?
Thinking about it, Qin Luo's little heart beat uncontrollably.
After pondering for a while, Qin Luo spoke slowly.
"Do you have any photos?" Qin Luo asked.
Worthy!
Bob Dylan's legs trembled so violently that he almost fell to the ground.
As I said at the beginning, there is no such thing as a good banquet!
For this, he had already planned in his heart.
But he never expected that it would turn into a blind date meeting.
Even gods can't write such a script, can they?
In this regard, Bob Dylan can only describe it as speechless.
"Yes! Of course!" Before Bob Dylan could speak, Sheffield Deschamps had already pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket.
"Professor, look, this is my daughter..." Xie Feier pointed to a hot beauty in a red bikini and said.
Golden sandy beach, bright sunshine, a hot blonde in a red bikini is doing yoga...
Looking at the angelic face of the hot beauty, and looking at Deschamps' wrinkled face, the corners of Qin Luo's mouth twitched wildly.
This guy can't just find a picture on the Internet and pretend to be his daughter, right?
"Professor, are you sure this is your daughter?" Qin Luo tentatively asked.
Deschamps' old face turned dark, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.
Why is this motherfucker not his daughter?
"Sure, sure, and sure..." Deschamps looked at Qin Luo seriously.
Uh……
Looking at the serious expression on Deshang's face, to be honest, Qin Luo really didn't know what to say.
Should Deschamps be too confident?Still too confident in my genes.Or maybe both...
After thinking about it, Qin Luo said seriously, "Professor, I advise you to take a paternity test..."
"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain..."
The corner of Deschamps' mouth twitched, he silently clicked on the photo album, and found a paternity test certificate...