In response, the cub's father, who was very good at raising his cub, raised his hand and poked her little chest without changing his expression or heartbeat: "Because your father is the king of your mushroom nest.
If you don't listen to the king, he will expel you from the mushroom nest."
"You'll be a wild, stateless mushroom!"
He poked the ball and shook his chubby body.
When the 200-year-old fat mushroom heard it, he felt that he was in danger!
She was so scared that she covered her mouth with her paws and quickly ran up to hug her father's legs: "Zhuzhu Chicken is lost, Daddy, don't turn Zhuzhu into wild mushrooms~"
"Zhuzhu is a domesticated bead. If it becomes a wild bead, it will be hungry~"
The CEO was in a very good mood and curled his lips. He raised his hand to pick up the baby and pointed it at his cheek: "Then come here and give daddy a kiss."
The little guy quickly went up to her and kissed her all over again, both with and without sounds.
The man's eyes, as cold as ice, instantly flashed with a smile, and he clenched his hands intentionally or unintentionally: "Tsk... Why does my arms feel a little empty..."
The little girl got it, turned around and snuggled into her father's arms, tilting her head back and looking at him with her pink eyes curved into crescents.
The man raised his hand and pressed his ear again: "...My ear seems to be a little uncomfortable... If someone said something nice to praise it, maybe it would feel better..."
The two-year-old baby began to coax his father very skillfully.
Bo Shiyu, who was about to come in and call Zizi to wake up: "............"
He leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, watching his father shamelessly fooling the child.
Perhaps the gaze was too stern, causing the CEO to notice it and subconsciously look up.
Then, the moment he saw that he had gotten away with something, the corners of the man's lips froze in embarrassment.
Under his gaze.
His son walked over, raised his hand and leaned sideways, making a gesture of invitation, and then said to him in a sarcastic tone, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, "Come on, my king, let's go down to dinner."
Bo Yanzhou: "......"
Can we save some face for him?
This is so dramatic... Why does my stinky son always see it?
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