Chapter 390 (1/2)

Speaking of this, Fu Han gnashed his teeth: ”I also want to know why you several saw Lao Tzu, just like you didn't see me, walking by me with wind one by one?”

The little guy sat on the small stool, heard the speech and held his head high. He asked, ”does that uncle want to sit with Sang Sang Sang?”

Fu Han took a look at her, and immediately his face was expressionless.

”Who is going to sit with you?”

He is very annoyed to see this child now. Because of the identity of the other party, he can't fight and scold him. It's more than two words that can describe him.

Ye sang blinked and closed the little milk dog in her arms. When she lowered her head, her curly black hair drooped down, and her beautiful and delicate face was particularly frightening in the dark.

Still wearing a white nightdress

Fu hanyue sees more and more to feel seeping.

”Go to your room and sleep. Don't come out and shake when you have nothing to do.” He began to drive impatiently.

Ye sang said, ”Oh ~”

she reached out her little hand and touched her sharp little tiger tooth. She looked back to the living room step by step.

Fu Han had already turned around and was too lazy to look at her.

Ye sang looked back at the cheap uncle step by step. She didn't plan to take care of herself. She tooted slightly and saw that the other party was looking at the mobile phone.

Ye sang, with her little hand on her back, stood on tiptoe slightly, and the little voice of milk was a little longer:

”Uncle ~”

as soon as Fu Han lowered her head, she saw the little girl in her white pajamas, and her black and round cat's eyes were shining.

Mr. Fu said:

”It's no use looking at me like that.” He pressed the screen off and said coldly, ”go back to your room.”

The little girl held a small face, curiously soft childish voice, ”what is uncle looking at?”

Fu Han slanted a glance at her and said, ”look at how those people on the Internet scold you and Gu Sheng.”

Mention this, ye sang small mouth slightly a skim, in Fu Han thought she was going to be urgent, the little guy stood on tiptoe and asked curiously: ”that Internet is how to scold mulberry and Baba ah.”

Fu Han lip corner slightly a pull, low eyes gaze at her a few seconds, ask: ”want to know?”

”Think ~”

you know, Fu Han, a psychopath, has never known what caring for children's emotions is.

He was not afraid that the other party would be sad, and now he was only thinking about how to get rid of this frightening dead child.

So the man leaned lazily against the wall, squinted, picked a few comments and read them to Ye sang.

-- hehe, children are not good things. You can see the character of adults. Have you never seen the world? To steal. See.

Even if your daughter doesn't apologize for stealing, she still has the face to leave early and play big cards. She really takes herself seriously?

It's also the first time that I've seen this kind of operation. Is this the film emperor who has won a grand slam in China? This quality? I smiled.

Gu Sheng, spicy chicken.

Fu Han looked at these abusive comments, and his lips were slightly hooked. He glanced at the little girl and found that ye Sang was frowning. His beautiful face was obviously depressed.

Su ye and Gu Sheng don't show her, it doesn't mean Fu Han doesn't give it.

The other party did not add fuel to the matter. All the criticisms he read came from Weibo.

Originally, he read it to Ye sang with revenge, but he didn't expect that the little guy didn't cry.

Fu Han thought it was strange.

The little girl did not understand the low head, small hand pulled under the small milk dog's tail, milk voice soft, ”why do they want to scold mulberry and Baba.”

I don't know who to ask.

Fu Han does not want to say: ”because you are not good.”

”Little dog milk...”

Spicy chicken.

Is there anyone who talks to children like this?

The little milk dog bit the next leaf mulberry clothes and barked.

Don't listen to this idiot.

He has a bad head.