"Yes, I like it, but liking something doesn't necessarily mean I have to?"
The original quote was: "Liking something doesn't necessarily mean you have to possess it!" But the petty person didn't remember it at the time, only the general meaning.
Ye Yuechen chuckled, "Okay, come here."
The little guy obediently went into Ye Yuechen's arms. At this moment, Ye Yuechen turned around while holding the little guy and looked at the birdcage: "Wu Feng, don't be rude!"
"Chenchen...I know, okay..."
vomit!
Can you imagine a bird making such a cheesy, cheesy call? And with such a charming, alluring bird-like manner?
"Wu Feng, be serious, or you'll regret it."
Forehead...
"Chenchen is bad, bad Chenchen."
After the bird finished its angry roar, it wisely kept quiet.
The little guy, however, only now realized that this bird really wasn't called Daidai: "Wow, your name is Wufeng? What a majestic name!"
Hearing these words of praise, the dead bird instantly came to life, quivering, "So domineering! So domineering! So domineering..."
Ye Yutang quietly walked to the old man's side and asked, "What's this child doing here?"
Well, this is really unexpected; it almost surprised Chief of Staff Ye.
The old man lay back in his chair, a constant smile on his face, saying, "Guess." He was in an exceptionally good mood today; otherwise, he wouldn't have uttered those words.
Chief of Staff Ye didn't have that kind of patience and simply stopped guessing.
Therefore, Mr. Ye had almost no presence in his son's eyes.
Naturally indifferent...
Over here, the little guy and his Uncle Ye were happily shaking the five phoenixes in the cage. With Ye Yuechen around, the five phoenixes finally stopped pretending to be dead.
Later, the little guy finally understood why.
In her mother's words, that bird wanted to be her aunt, so it was only enthusiastic towards Uncle Ye.
sweat.....
Yes, this bird is female.
guagua.......
The little man gradually lost patience, since the mother bird had given almost all her attention to Uncle Ye.
"Uncle Ye, Tuanzi wants to go home."
As soon as the little boy spoke, the old man and Ye Yutang both looked over. Old Master Ye was reluctant to part with him: "Tuanzi, are you leaving already?"
"Yes, Grandpa Ye, Tuanzi is going home."
Grandpa Ye's disappointment was quite obvious. He sighed deeply, "Well, alright then, I'll have your Uncle Ye take you back?"
"Um!"
The little guy wasn't oblivious to the reluctance on the old man's face, but he really had to go home.
But not wanting to upset Grandpa Ye so much, she said, "Tuanzi, come play again tomorrow!"
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the old man finally smiled.
Really?
"Yes, yes, really!"
"Alright, then I'll have the maid cook something delicious for you tomorrow? You must come, I'm waiting for you."
The little guy nodded repeatedly: "Coming."
How could I not come when there's delicious food?
Foodies can never resist delicious food.
...
On the way back, the little guy was carried in his uncle's arms and didn't need to walk at all; he was definitely living up to his princely image.
She looked up at her uncle's neck and said, "Uncle Ye."
"Um?"
"Do you not come home often?" the little man asked.
"Oh, how did you know? Who told you?"
"No, Tuanzi figured it out herself." Don't underestimate her just because she's young, okay?
Forehead...
Well, it seems I really didn't expect that.
"So what do you want to say?"
The little guy suddenly spoke up, there must be a purpose to it, Major Ye has no doubt about that.
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