(MTL)After wearing the book, I spoiled the disabled boss

Chapter 128

Chapter 128

    Yan Yan expressed schadenfreude: "Who told you to cook a small stove for her, she probably won't like to eat when she gets home."

    "Hiss..." Fu Youheng's mouth twitched.

    This little guy's biting skills are on par with her mother's.

    After all, Xiao Yuanyuan finally loosened her teeth after smashing the sweetness on her father's fingers.

    Fu Youheng pulled out his finger and saw that a circle and pattern of tooth marks were left on the tip of his finger.

    Sure enough, it was his own, and Yan Yan always bit out such a circle of finger prints. Fu Youheng said that this was really sweet pain.

    Sure enough, Yuanyuan, who had tasted the sweetness, began to stare at the marshmallow in Yan Yan's hand. In her knowledge, the one in her mother's hand was sweet and edible, while her own was just a decoration.

    But when he turned to look at the other children, and some were eating with little yellow ducks in their hands, Yuanyuan fell into cognitive confusion.

    After a while, she felt that she still obeyed the sweet taste she had just tasted, grabbed Fu Yuheng's hair by the side of her hand, and began to issue orders.

    "pa...papa..." She babbled, and pointed to the marshmallows in her mother's hand, signaling for more.

    "NONONO," Yan Yan shook her finger, "Can't eat any more." The

    little guy understood, because Yan Yan usually taught her what to do and what to do.

    She became anxious, and patted her father's shoulder hard with her little hand: "papa...ba...Dad!"

    A clear and loud "Dad" popped out of her mouth, Yan Yan looked at her daughter in amazement, "I will call Papa. !"

    She shouted, and then she became more fluent, and a series of "Daddy Daddy" popped out of her mouth with only one purpose: to eat another marshmallow.

    Even the expressionless Fu Youheng was soft-hearted by the girl at this moment.

    He sighed and pinched down a small piece of marshmallow, Yan Yan said repeatedly: "Brother Heng, you can't eat it!"

    But the daughter was calling her father one after another. If a father can defend himself, he can still be a father. dad?

    Even Fu Youheng couldn't resist the attack of the little cotton jacket, so obediently gave her another mouthful of marshmallows.

    This time, Xiao Yuanyuan was satisfied. This time, she was very careful not to bite her old father's finger and tasted the sweetness she liked.

    The taste of each layer of the rainbow marshmallow is different, Yan Yan took a bite of strawberry flavor, and Fu Yuheng gave her daughter an orange flavor this time.

    Xiao Yuanyuan likes to drink orange juice, she dances with joy, and the little yellow duck in her hand falls off.

    Yan Yan protected the marshmallows and slipped away with a small flag, for fear that the soft-hearted Fu Youheng would give her daughter another piece.

    After running for a distance, Yan Yan waved the small flag again, motioning Fu Youheng to hold her daughter and follow quickly.

    ...

    not far.

    A sneaky doll figure pulled another doll figure and said into his ear: "Ah, I'm dead... Xiao Yuan Yuan is really cute, why don't you give her a marshmallow, give it to her! "