Shishi tilted her head. "I don't know. Shishi just gets the hang of it when she sees 'bang bang'."
With her hand held, she could only nod her head in the direction where the Shen brothers had placed the toy guns.
"Hehe, so Shishi can draw. How clever."
Looking at the guy who was so carefree and boastful, Xie Lin felt a pang of heartache.
You brat, do you even realize your current predicament?
Xiao Dan was also feeling bad.
This is his little daughter, how could this be...?
"Old Xiao, Old Xiao." Zhang Tong's voice interrupted Chief Xiao's sorrow.
"Old Xiao, the military has your phone number. Xiao Zheng said the other party will call back in fifteen minutes."
Xiao Dan glanced at the little girl who was smiling innocently, folded up the few sheets of paper and put them in his pocket, then walked out with heavy steps.
Reaching the door, he said in a deep voice, "Xie Lin, take Shishi back to my house first. We can talk about it when I get back."
"Yes, sir."
"You stinky egg, Shishi wants to draw more, she wants to draw more."
The corpse struggled, trying to pull its hand away.
She hasn't finished drawing yet, so why did Dandan take away the gift she was going to give to her little brother?
Xie Lin didn't let go; instead, he gripped it even tighter.
"Be good, Shishi, don't draw now. Let's go back to Auntie's house and ask her to make something delicious for you."
"But Shishi hasn't finished drawing the gift for Little Egg yet!"
Xie Lin felt heavy-hearted. He was never good at comforting young girls, and now he was even less so.
To prevent her from struggling, he simply picked her up and held her in his arms, his voice low and deep.
"Sister Shi, let's go home. Chou Dan bought you a toy that makes sounds. We'll eat at Auntie's house, then we'll go home so you can play with it, okay?"
Only when he heard there were toys would little Shishi behave and snuggle obediently in Xie Lin's arms, resting his head on his shoulder.
She was swinging her legs carefree, and you could tell from her movements and the sound of her voice that she was in a good mood.
“Stinky egg, Corpse wants to play, Corpse wants to play.”
"Okay, Shishi can play in a little while, sweetie."
Xie Lin's voice was filled with sadness, and he unconsciously rubbed his cheek against the back of her head.
Little girl, you wouldn't do that, would you?
He held the person tightly, and it took him a long time to recover before he walked out of the main room of the Shen family.
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