Chapter 486 (1/2)

It was like this when facing Ye Si, but now the protagonist is Ye sang.

Fu Han lowered his eyes and slowly recorded that he had done all the things he had done, and finally came to the conclusion that the cremation should be more peaceful.

……

After drawing this conclusion, Fu Han was even more upset.

Family affection is too far away for him, and he never thought he would like to be a father.

Still so caught off guard.

In addition, the little girl's impression of himself was not very good. Fu Han did not dare to face her and did not know how to face it.

The result of Ye Si's surprise telling him the truth was that Fu Han didn't sleep all night, and even stayed with the little girl all night, squatting on the ground for half a day, because the picture of her head buried in her arms was like a abandoned dog.

Pathetic.

It's just this picture that no one is destined to see.

Early the next morning, Fu Han, who had been guarding his daughter's night, rubbed his temple slightly, and his thoughts were still somewhat chaotic.

”Uncle ~” Ye sang rubbed her eyes and nestled in the soft bed. She realized that it was like her father's bedroom. There was a bit of fresh fragrance in the quilt. The little girl poked out her head and saw Fu Han who had not left yet.

Yesang is a little silly white sweet.

She raised her small head and subconsciously showed a sweet smile.

Fu Han:

I hate it when I look at it on weekdays.

Now I feel very cute.

Fu Han felt that he was really an old double label.

His expression management is very good, and his expression is as cold as ever, which doesn't let Ye sang realize anything is wrong.

”Uncle.” Xu is remembering the tenderness of the other party last night. Ye sang is not so afraid of him now. The little girl's cerebellar bag is disorderly like a chicken's nest, slightly shaking, more like a cat with a fried fur.

She slowly put on her clothes, swayed her short legs, and slowly put on her little shoes.

Fu Han wanted to intervene in the whole process, but he didn't dare.

If the action is seen, it is estimated that the suspected rhubarb dog will immediately come to mind.

If you want to stick to the master, you don't have the courage.

I have to say.

This metaphor is particularly appropriate.

Finally, even the slow reaction of the children are aware of the wrong, her small face slightly crooked, do not understand what the father to do.

When she finished her meal in the morning and was crammed into the car, ye Sang's expression finally came to her senses. Her voice softened, her eyes turned and she guessed, ”uncle, do you want to send Sang Sang home?”

Fu Han drove in front of him. His eyes were quiet and reserved. After yesang finished calling his uncle, he said, ”I'm sorry.”

Hehe.

”Well.” He answered without expression.

No previous love, no answer.

Only in yesang's eyes, the other party's attitude is even more strange than before.

Fu Han seems to want to find a topic to talk about. He pursed his lips, thought about it, and said in a soft voice: ”you've been out for a long time.”

Ye sang thought about it, and he was right.

”Ma Ma will be anxious.”

Fu Han murmured.

And then.

And fell into a long silence.

It seems that he really doesn't know how to chat, even the tone of his mouth is very astringent.

The little girl blinked and did not know the reason for the change of attitude, but she did not put it in her heart.

In her opinion, it would be nice if the other party didn't hate her.

The little guy contentedly lies on the chair, ready to pout his little buttocks to sleep, wake up and think about how to act coquettish to his mother, quibble about the reason why he followed Fu Han.

The girl is a small group, still wearing yesterday's dress, snow-white small skirt, some soft ball swinging, a small group with cotton like, very cute.

People want to hold it in my arms and rub it.