Chapter 9

It's a real fight with a four or five-year-old.

And the mother of this child is also a wonderful flower. It's really the world's largest and unique to cultivate children's interests in this field.

Starting three meters The little guy opened his mouth incredibly, "I can only pee one and a half meters at most."

It's half way to three meters.

Thinking about the deep expressionless back to the little boy, "it's not your problem, it's the incompetence your father inherited from you."

Zite helps the corners of his mouth twitch. Boss's best tongue is really not in vain. Even a child can't let it go.

The child is just a little bit older. He said that the birds are incompetent. Will it affect the confidence of the little guy?

What if someone else's bird is so depressed?

This time, the little guy didn't contradict. He lowered his head and whispered, "no wonder my dad died early."

It turned out that he died of the incompetence of big birds.

It's not only Qi Shaodong, but also the little boy's words.

Such a young man without a father should be sympathized, but he doesn't look sad at all. I wonder if the one who died is his father.

I don't care about the little guy anymore. I turn around and leave. Qi Shaodong follows him.

They walked out of the toilet for a few steps, and turned around to find that the little boy had been following them. Qi Shaodong stopped, "what are you going to do if you don't find your parents?"

So after them, his parents saw them and thought they were traffickers.

The little guy stood in place, pursed his lips and whispered, "Uncle white is gone. Let me sit and wait for Mommy."

He was holding his clothes in small hands, and there was a trace of fear in his clear eyes.

I can't bear to leave him like this.

Zither is kind, but he has to look at the meaning of deep consideration first. He looks at the deep consideration that has come to the front.

"Young master..." he cried

Mindfulness stops. He doesn't know what zither is calling for. He stops and turns around confused.

At this time, a familiar girl's voice came from the door of the female toilet, "brother?"

With a deep look, Gu Nianjia's lively figure has rushed towards him.

"Brother, it's really you."

"Miss Nianjia."

When Gu Nianjia is ready to return to qitezhu for greeting, her eyes inadvertently sweep to the bun beside qitezhu, and she looks surprised.

"Is this my brother's illegitimate son?"

Minding Jia stared at the little guy's face for a while, then looked at minding, "brother, this looks like you Too much. "

A "too much like", let the surrounding temperature drop.

His cold eyes looked at the small milk bag whose height was less than his thigh, and his face was disgusted.

What's the look in the dead girl's eyes?

Where do you see that this average kid looks like him?

Gu Nianjia didn't look at her deep concern. She stepped over to the small milk bag and squatted down, showing her aunt's kind smile. She asked him softly, "what's your name, little cute?"

The little guy replied politely, "sister, my name is little turtle."

"Poof!"

As soon as I heard the name, I couldn't help laughing.

Isn't a turtle a king?

Zite was ready to laugh when he listened to him. Yu Guang inadvertently glanced at the gloomy face and pressed down the raised corner of his mouth.

Ma Dan, with such a boss, one day he will become a facial paralysis.