Zhao Wanxi silently cast a man's encouraging look: my father, I believe you can handle this matter well!

Then, the woman's lips smile, and her head does not turn back hastily promote the room, leaving Leng Jun Ao with a taut face, standing in the same place without expression, facing the two little ones.

How to get that little tiger away from her tearful daughter? It really baffled the men with outstanding achievements.

At present, the general, who is not in chaos, is worried in front of one tiger and two children!

Unknowingly, Leng Jun Ao's tight chin became soft, and walked slowly to the two little ones with steady steps, squatting down.

Before waiting for the man to speak, tong'er has opened her arms and rushed into his arms. Her small hand hooks the man's neck, and the voice of weeping milk comes: "Dad, don't drive the little milk bag away, OK? It has no parents. It's so pitiful... "

The little girl holds her father's neck, and her nose and tears are all wiped on the man's black robe. Leng Jun Ao, who is born with the habit of cleanliness, smokes the corners of his mouth. If she were a son, I'm afraid she would have been patted by him for a long time, but it's his precious daughter, who can't bear to play a finger.

"Tong'er, don't cry, don't cry, dad will promise you anything!"

Unconsciously, the man blurted out a promise, even he did not realize it.

Smell speech, the little girl immediately sniffed, earned out from the man's arms, looked up at Leng Jun Ao, shriveled mouth: "Dad is a general, keep your word!"

Er!

Leng junao suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a pit.

But this tiger is not a cat or a dog. He must keep his stand. He can only show his old face and pretend to be calm: "what did dad say just now? Why don't I remember... "

At this time, a boy's voice came: "Dad said that as long as tong'er doesn't cry, you will promise her everything!"

What a mending boy!

Leng Jun's sharp eagle eyes glanced at him coldly. In the face of his father's powerful eyes, a boy was not afraid, and then floated a sentence: "Dad is a great general, you should keep your word!"

Leng Zitong nodded again and again. It's rare for brother and sister to be so united. What they have to deal with is their father!

It seems that trying to forcibly deal with the small milk bag is not feasible. Leng junao cleared his throat: "Dad means that we will put the small milk bag back to the mountain, where is its home..."

A boy is also serious: "but the small milk bag is still small, put it back in the mountains, it will starve to death!"

Leng Zitong nodded again and again. On the matter of small milk bag, she and her brother stand firmly in line!

Leng junao glanced at the little tiger hiding behind the two children, with fat body, smooth and soft velvet, and a pair of round tiger eyes.

One tiger, two children, six eyes, all fell on the man and looked at him eagerly.

Leng Jun's thin lips and deep thoughts finally made a decision

After several rooms had been cleaned up, Zhao Wanxi walked out of the yard and saw the picture. Her apricot eyes were tight and her face was dim.

The small milk bag not only returned to the haystack, tong'er was feeding it with a bowl in her hand, and the little tiger poked out his tongue to drink happily.

Leng junao and lin'er are also on the side, three people and one tiger, it seems that they are happy.

Zhao Wanxi frowned. What's the matter?

It's very different from what she expected