Chapter 47 (1/2)

Ye Sang was pushed forward and staggered for a few steps. She slowly tilted her head and opened her mouth slightly. She felt that the uncle seemed very lonely.

”Dad...”

The little guy shook his head, abandoned these thoughts, and slightly opened his short arm to Huo Yao.

The man is still a pair of cold expression, in see ye sang that pair of pitiful embrace the appearance, the lip corner holds a cool smile, ”want to let me hold?”

Ye sang nodded his head and looked serious: ”Baba hug ~”

Huo Yao almost laughed at her heartless little appearance.

Hold your head.

What does the little girl think of him?

The man turned around with no expression, ”don't hold it, keep up with yourself.”

The little guy stood in the same place and roared with a voice of milk Cheap Dad

Huo Yao's back was stiff, and then he listened to Ye Sang's gas to the explosion and added:

”Baba is bad.”

The man was silent for a moment, standing in the same place, his long eyes slanted at her, and his tone was cold, like a smile: ”hmm? What else? ”

It was not the first day that the little girl knew about his bad things.

What's the point of saying that now?

The little guy hugged the little milk dog in his arms and stepped back slightly. The sound of milk and the way of his voice were: ”I'm going to sing at the door of your room ~”

as she said this, she squatted on the ground alone, raised her small face, turned the black cat's pupil, and hummed in front of him intentionally, ”cabbage, yellow in the ground, two or three years old, no mother.”

”My father doesn't hurt, my mother doesn't love her. Mulberry is the cabbage in the field ~”

listen to her more and more active, humming and singing with rhythm.

Huo Yao: It doesn't have to be.

Singing?