Chapter 455 (1/2)

Ye sang hesitated and did not move. She has been staying upstairs with Fu Yan these days. Her sister can't tie her hair and makes her small head look like a chicken coop.

The little girl was wearing her hair and holding a doll in her arms. The picture was just like the plot of a horror film. Fu Han took a deep breath and repeated word by word: ”you come down to Laozi.”

Even if you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what's wrong with coming here to scare people?

Ye sang had no choice but to walk down from the upstairs with bare feet. He hugged his baby doll and stared at him with round eyes.

To be honest, it's uncomfortable for this little rabbit to keep silent.

Fu Han's ears were rarely liberated. He closed his eyes and straightened out his thoughts. Then he looked at the little girl and asked with a sneer, ”are you so relieved to stay here with me?”

”Not afraid to sell you one day?”

Uncle sang said, ”I don't know, but I don't know how to lower my head.”

Fu hanpi told her with a smile: ”uncle will.”

The little girl was white and tender, with watery eyes and thick lashes. She looked like white cotton and wanted to be bitten.

Ye sang lost Oh, and then he got up and raised his head: ”uncle, don't you sleep?”

The little girl is quite familiar with her. The man glanced at her slightly and sneered: ”you are not timid to talk to me, a bad man.”

Clearly know what he has done, but this little girl is just like nobody.

Ye sang wants to find her father, but in front of Fu Han, she doesn't dare to say. The little girl lowers her head and feet on the carpet, and her messy hair is like a chicken coop. This makes Fu Han, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, raise her hand without expression and press her hair down.

Children's hair is soft and fluffy, and it feels good when kneaded.

Fu Han pressed for a while but failed. Looking at her disordered hair, her brow almost tied into a knot.

”Uncle?” Ye sang inexplicably looked at Fu Han's series of abnormal actions, subconsciously stretched out his small hand to cover his cerebellar bag melon.

”Are you trying to murder someone?” she asked

Fu Han:

”Children cover the small head,” this will take mulberry silly

Mom said, she's the smartest kid.

Small heads can't be touched easily by others.

Fu Han coolly smile: ”if I want to hit you, you can still stand here and talk to me.”

He had already kicked this little rabbit who didn't know how to respect his elders into the moat.

Ye sang cerebellar bag melon did not turn around, even stupidly nodded, thinking that what he said seemed to be reasonable.

Fu Han took her back neck and gently picked up the little fat man and put it on his leg to straighten her restless and twisted body.

He said, ”don't move.”

Ye sang low head, Fu Han can't stand her messy hair, but he didn't prick her head for the girl himself, and sometimes he tore off a few of the little guy's hair.

”Uncle, you hurt Sang Sang.” The little girl looked at several broken hair in her palm with heartache. She said softly, ”you've lost a lot of other people's hair ~”

after Fu Han tied her little curly hair into two unequal little pinches, obsessive-compulsive disorder was committed again.

When he just wanted to tear down and re tie yesang, the little guy was already running far away.