Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

Hungry... The little guy flicked the fur on the top of his head, looking a little silly and cute, his cheeks were puffed up and he was biting something, staring straight at himself, he didn't look hungry.

— but as if wanting to eat him.

Duan Jinyan narrowed his eyes, looked at the lollipop in the little girl's mouth, and stretched out his hand to grab it, Spit it out.

Ye Sang shook her head and covered her small mouth: No, no, no.

woo woo woo.

She is going to starve to death.

Duan Jinyan poked the stupid hair on the top of her head, her beautiful Ruifeng eyes were bent, her clear and lazy voice was slightly hooked, and her tone sounded a little dangerous, Spit it out.

Children at this age are when their teeth are changing, and all kinds of messy things are stuffed into their mouths.

Ye Sang whimpered, opened her small mouth slightly into an O shape, and obediently spit out the lollipop.

Under the little guy's reluctant eyes, Duan Jinyan curled his lips, and he didn't even want to throw the candy into the trash can.

Ye Sang's round cat eyes followed the arc of his throw and stared at it for a long time.

After a while, probably because Mo Da was desperate, the little guy said in a faint voice: Guokuo...

Huh? The young boy withdrew his gaze and looked at her with a smile.

Ye Sang puffed up her little face, clacked and hugged his thigh tightly, the hair on the top of her head was still shaking, her cat eyes were full of steam, and she wrinkled her little face and complained aggrievedly, You, you took my Throw away Tangtang.

Duan Jinyan lowered his eyes and wanted to shake her away, but he found that the girl was still hugging her tightly. It was obviously not the first time she hugged her thigh.

A shot is a connoisseur.

The little boy Ruifeng's eyes drooped slightly, and his slender eyelashes curved like butterfly wings. He knelt down and pinched the little guy's round face, making his mouth pouted.

What is your Tangtang?

Duan Jinyan couldn't help chuckling when he saw the little guy's unbelievable eyes and pouty mouth, That's mine.

This little girl looks exactly like a bun.

She was wearing a snow-white skirt, carved with jade, like a porcelain doll made of white jade.

Coupled with that cute little expression, even Duan Jinyan couldn't control his facial emotions at this time.

You, let go of the nest. Huh... The little guy puffed up his face slightly in shock, but was pinched back by Duan Jinyan.

Ye Sang: !!!

unacceptable.

The little guy's cat pupils were covered with water mist, and he was wronged and wanted to get up from the ground to find his brother, Guokuo, Wuwuwuwo wants Guoguo...

Duan Jinyan: ...Pfft.

no more.

He found the kid so funny.

Ye Sang is probably the only one who can interpret the word stupid and cute so beautifully and refinedly.

Which brother is my sister looking for? The young boy lazily dragged out a long tone, and pressed the little guy who got up from the ground and was about to run away, into his arms. Ruifeng rolled his eyes and gently aroused her Chin, chuckled: Suppose I'm present, I'm also your elder brother.

Seeing the grievance that the little guy was about to cry in the next second, Duan Jinyan's eyes flashed narrowly, he bent his lips, and his tone was as lazy as ever, If you are not good, I will sell you to a trafficker.

... People, human traffickers?

The little guy was really shocked.

She pointed to herself, raised her small face, and cried in a dazed voice, You, do you want to sell Sangsang?

The young man held back his laughter, watching Ye Sang approaching cautiously, with a shocked expression, he lowered his head lazily and his voice was like a little hook, causing the little guy to bow his head again shyly.

Next, just listen to him whispering:

I won't tell you.

Ask for tickets~~