Chapter 2： 纨绔Daddy (2)

Everyone widened their eyes and couldn't believe it!

The friends and friends around Luo Sheng:! ! !

Anyone who knows Luosheng does not know what kind of virtue is this. Luojia City is a veteran giant. Compared with Baijia, which is a self-made giant, Luojia is a large family that has been inherited for many years. It has continued from the Republic of China.

Luo Sheng is the son of Luo's current owner, or the only son!

From an early age, Luo’s father and wife were too pet-friendly, even when Dad’s usual white-faced face, but the two old men at home were all facing the children, what to give to them, so that they were used to lawlessness, and they were a hegemony from an early age.

When I grew up, I didn't have a good time to go. Except that I didn't blame or swear, I didn't swear, I did everything, and I didn't drop it when I was drinking, and it was a famous little bully.

On the other hand, the children of Luo Sheng's second uncle's family, his cousin was an excellent positive textbook since he was a child. According to the principle of merit, who is inherited from Luojia in the future.

Three years ago, Mr. Luo was completely annoyed by a car accident. He and his son made an agreement to force him to go abroad to study. This is not the case.

I haven’t appeared in the circle for three years. I feel that I am facing the person, and I am curious to ask the person next to me, who is this person?

"This person..." After some science, I don’t know Luosheng and I know who this is, Prince, and my brother, this label fills the face of Luo Sheng’s Zhang Jun.

The people are even more afraid to believe that this group of eyes is blind? Didn't choose a white family relative and chose an outsider? ? ?

Is this outsider special only knowing how to eat, drink, and play? ? ? ! ! !

The white family had been in relatives for a long time, and Bai Ershu coughed and coughed. He said, "The sound is still small, make a joke, make a joke."

He re-squatted in front of the group. "Sound, I am your uncle, this is the uncle, the uncle, the other side..."

He introduced a circle of relatives around him. "The blood relationship is a constant departure. We are brothers with your father..."

"That is, the sound is not afraid, no matter who you choose, uncles and aunts will love you as a prostitute, how you used to be at home, how about the uncle and aunt, will not change!"

Seeing that the dumplings still didn't talk, a pair of round eyes were still looking at the children, and Bai Ershu and others finally couldn't sit still and re-proposed: "Or should the sounds take turns with us?"

This side is still negotiating. The small group is squatting at a young age and squatting out from the crowds with their legs around them. Like a small cannon, they rushed straight toward the brown-haired youth.

A small mouth and a combination is no sound, I don’t know what to call, until the man rushes up and squats in Luo Sheng’s arms, he hears what the gang is calling.

"Hey, hug!"

Luo Sheng: "..."

The friends who were sitting together, licking their eyes, pointed at Luo Sheng with trembling, and they heard it.

"You, when did you have such a big niece?"

I thought about it wrong. This is the child of Mr. Bai’s wife and the great dog friends who have a big brain. They shuddered. “Let’s say, Luo Ge, what are your ulterior things to look at us?!”

As far as Loko Nade is concerned, from childhood to age, it is not the main child who likes children. If a cat is too sick, will a three-year-old child fall in love at first sight for no reason? ? ?

Changed to Luo Ge wearing women's clothing, they still believe some!

The young little troupe didn't care about the surrounding eyes. She was honest and open-minded. She used both hands and feet. When the man didn't respond, a bone climbed onto him, and two small claws held his neck. The little face licked at his chin, and he was covered with milk.

She is silly, squinting, and happy: "Hey, hey..."

Luo Sheng: "..."

Where is this small broken corps? ? ?

He **** to watch a lively, inexplicably put on a daughter? ? ?

In the face of the suspicious eyes of the friends, Luo Sheng calmly stretched out and tore the child from the body, placed on the side of the sofa, "I am not your father."

At this time, everyone’s eyes were looking at it. The words were heard close to each other. The small group was also blamed for the poor. Only when they were three years old, they lost their blessings, and when they made a fool, they even confessed...

Luo Sheng thinks so too. He has a hard time to talk to a little nephew and reason: "I am not your father."

He wanted to say that your father was dead, but when he watched the group with a pair of big eyes and looked at him with clear eyes and bright eyes, he said that he couldn’t say anything and said, "Don’t mess up."

The group is puzzled and stubbornly stressed: "You are my father!"

"No."

"Yes!"

Everyone: "..."

......

The moon sinks like water, and the summer humming sounds from the trees in the yard. The trees are as high as the second floor, and the dense branches can be seen through the windows.

The sound was on the small table, and the little hand held the chin, and it was stunned.

The system can't stand anymore, and can't help but say: "Little cubs, when you go up, you can call someone else's father. This is not enough!"

"Scared and scared away by you..."

The voice retorted: "Yes, but Dad is Dad!"

Communicating with a young cub, who is only three years old, the system feels that his hair is missing a few. He has a hard explanation: "He is not your father now!"

The villain is a lawless master. Can you sell and sell the tricks and be willing to be a dad?

This is the first world, and the system bureau decided for the first time to use a three-year-old baby as a host to complete the task.

As one of the best elite systems in the bureau, System No. 3 used the privilege to deliberately reduce the difficulty of the first world. Before the villain came to the black of the villain, Luosheng was still a no-brainer. Consider the dude...

These are useless with the little nephew. As a father's little hyena, the sound is convinced that Dad is a good person. The system only needs to say that her father is a big bad guy in the future. She will not do it. She has to stop and argue with the No. 3 chatter. The stubbornness of human scorpions is beyond the imagination of the system.

The system has a heavy heart and said: "You, you should be your father's memory, forget you and don't understand?"

"Little cub, you think about it, if one day you forget your father, your father suddenly came to you to take you away, are you happy?"

"I won't forget my father! Uncle system."

system:"……"

The system thought that this was another failed education. Who knows that the next day, the little cubs rushed and said: "Uncle system, I think of a good way to get close to my father!"

"I asked, Zhang Wei said that if you want someone to like you, you have to feel the sense of existence!"

The system can't be laughed at, and it is clear that the nanny Zhang Yi said to her niece when she was idle with other servants, in order to pursue the method that the schoolmaster came up with.

Her schoolmaster opened a shop on the edge of the university. In order to chase the seniors, Zhang Huan’s daughter asked her mother to ask for money. She said that she should brush her presence every day and go to the store to sit and spend no money.

This sense of existence is like this, the problem is -

"Little cubs, people are chasing boyfriends, you are chasing daddy! Have a relationship with you?!"

The little scorpion stood up and stood on the chair. Looking down at the dense foliage, his eyes were lifted, and he was already immersed in his own world. He kept talking about what the system was saying.

She asked herself: "I go to my father's door every day, so my father can know me!"

The small group finally accepted that Dad couldn't remember her setting. She used her little brain capacity to ponder for a long time before she thought of this stupid method.

I was afraid that I had forgotten the plan. I also found a pen and paper on the small sound. I painted on a white paper and painted a house. A little man in a skirt squatted at the door of the house. There was an adult in the house.

I painted a pink brush to paint the little man's skirt in pink, and painted a favorite bow. At the end, I secretly grinned and painted my father blue.

The scorpion fat paws carefully draw with a pen, and also said to himself: "Girls are pink, boys are blue, father is a boy, and voice is a girl..."

system:"……"

At the end of the sound, I thought about it, drew a twisted line, separated the picture, and repainted an adult in the blank space, holding the little man.

She looked at the picture, as if she had seen her father holding her hand when the plan was successful. It was too much to be happy!

The invisible aperture of the system is not distorted, how good is the three-year-old nephew? The system looked at the painting, the adult was higher than the sky, higher than the sun, and both hands were longer than the tree, because only in this way can the corps be brought...

So is your father a superman?

This system does not dare to ask, afraid to remind this little nephew, really painted a pair of wings for her father, can go to heaven.

A city's top residential areas are just a few, just the Baijia and Luojia are not far away, just a community.

Wake up in the morning the next day, the group will get up and go, no need to call.

She begged the nanny Zhang Wei to hug the past, kneeling on the small steps of the Luojia Gate, the summer sun is very big even in the morning.

Seeing that it was noon, the sound was hungry and the stomach was screaming. The pink little backpack contained the painted paper last night and a few milk candy.

She spent most of the day, and did not see her father's figure, took a candy from her bag and carefully put it in her mouth.

"Uncle system, I have to save food, I have to wait until my father returns!"

System: "...oh."

It was about God who saw the scorpion too cute, and did not have the heart to close the door and the window. The sound did not wait for Dad, but it was the father of Dad.

Mr. Luo came back from the company after work, and sat at the door of the house, sitting on a small group, he was puzzled to approach -

A girl of two or three years old wore a small skirt, and she was very delicate and lovely. She was white and tender, with her little hand on her chin, sitting on the steps, her eyes squinting at her house. direction.

He put a light voice and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is it lost?"

The group didn't recognize who this person was. After waiting for one morning, she was a little confused and sleepy. She subconsciously replied: "Look for Dad."

"Who is your father?"

The sound was stunned, she, she forgot to ask her father what it was.

Then he stood up and painted his feet. "Dad, it looks better." The high is very high, the eyes are big, the love is clean, and the sound will be smashed..."

After talking about it for a long time, the group has been addicted to the dad's filter.

Mr. Luo: "..."

He pointed to his own question and said, "Why are you here to wait?"

"Dad lived here, I heard that his name is Luo, here is the father's house!"