The end of the world: tender beef five groups love three-year-old fat girl

Handsome and elegant, handsome and extraordinary, this is the first impression that people who watch the video have of Zhang Zhilin.

Looking more closely, he was wearing a dark sweatshirt with a hood on his head, revealing some loose hair on his forehead, and beneath the hair were a pair of eyes as calm as water.

He was carrying a long sword on his back, and he didn't look like a modern man at all. If his hair was longer and his clothes were changed, people would believe that he was a god from heaven.

But when everyone saw what the man was holding, the filter was completely shattered.

A fairy holding a bottle?

But soon, people who watched the video glued the broken filter back together.

The man in the video had a barely perceptible smile on his lips. His smile was so stunning that it made people forget to breathe.

Then, the man's cold voice was heard by everyone through the video.

"Okay, remember to feed Nian Nian."

The video ended here, and many people who were immersed in Zhang Zhilin's appearance began to watch the video repeatedly.

For the baby, it is a joy to see his father, but what his father said makes Nian Nian feel very depressed.

Now, does everyone in the entire Eighth Comprehensive District know that Nian Nian wants to drink milk?

The baby doll's embarrassing toes scratch the boat.

She secretly peeked at the public screen of Zone 61.

Sure enough, everyone was discussing it.

"Did Diwu Nian save the universe in her previous life? Why are her fathers stronger than the last?"

"I am dying of laughter, the male god is holding a milk bottle, isn't it so cute!"

"Daily Question: How old is Fifth Thought? Her fathers all look so young."

"I suspect this dad is not that dad."

"Upstairs, you are the one who has the last word. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that when these men mention the word 'daughter', the doting look in their eyes cannot be faked."

"Yes, that's the expression I have when I look at my daughter."

"Then the question comes back again, is it that Fifth Nian's fathers have a secret to keep their youth, or is it that Fifth Nian has not been weaned even after he has grown up?"

“Geese, geese, geese, geese… I can’t imagine what Diwu Nian looks like while drinking milk from a bottle.”

"..."

“…..Wuwuwuwa~~”

Wu Ce and the other two were still chatting and laughing when they were startled by their daughter's earth-shattering and soul-stirring cry.

The three grown men panicked and hugged the fat girl to coax her.

Diwu Nian cried so sadly, and said while crying: "Daddy is so annoying. Now everyone knows that Nian Nian still wants to drink milk. It's so embarrassing~ Wuuwuwu... It's so embarrassing~"

The strong image she had worked so hard to build up was gone.

Woohoo....

Uh....the three dads looked at each other.

How could I forget that my daughter is very concerned about her reputation?

Wang Hao fanned the flames and said, "This Ah Lin is too much. How can he announce it in public like this? Nian Nian, let's ignore him. Even if we merge the regions, we will ignore him. Let him live a miserable life alone."

"Wuwuwuga?" The baby's crying stopped abruptly. She pursed her lips and stared with her big watery eyes.

"No! Fat Dad, you are so mean! Lin Dad is so miserable, the boat is so small, and the food is not good, how can we abandon him!" The baby accused angrily.

Wang Hao curled his lips.

Yes, I knew that the fat girl was the most partial.

After the farce ended, Diwu Nian simply turned off the public screen.

With three fathers around, she can ignore the public screen. As long as no one can see it, she won't be socially dead.

But someone had to remind her of this.

Her only friend Yu Ming sent a message.

"I have a can of adult milk powder here, wanna trade?"

"..."

"The date is new, I haven't drunk it myself."

"..."

"...We are all friends, so I'll give it to you."

[Yu Ming sent a trade request (milk powder*1) for (wood*1)]

".....The other party rejected your trade request and threw a pile of poop at you!"

"..."

Yu Ming looked at the message sent by Diwu Nian and burst out laughing.

He seemed to be able to see the other person's angry face.

He thought that Diwu Nian must be a lovely 18-year-old girl. No wonder her fathers doted on her so much.

If he had a daughter, he would also be willing to spoil her like this.