When the door clicks open.

In the center of the bed, only a small bag protrudes from the quilt.

You can imagine how petite the person in the quilt is.

Whining and crying, like a heart-wrenching kitten, nestled in the quilt, thin and soft meow.

The system immediately found Fu Shenyang who was in a wheelchair.

In the middle of the night, a man appeared in someone's little girl's room?

Dog Tiger Son!

Temeow's dog, right?

It's great to be rich, but it's great, and the big guy is great? Can the big guy check someone's address and sneak to the door in the middle of the night?

Wheelchairs rubbing against the floor.

A little closer to the head of the bed.

The corner of the quilt was gently lifted.

Lying on the little head of the quilt and crying, he was suddenly startled.

The little head is slightly up, and the eyes are dazed, like a frightened little fawn.

If you startle the kitten, the kitten will scratch people.

Little fawn...

But his eyes were wet.

Pitiful, and a little soft hair on her cheeks.

In the blurred tears of her eyes, she reflected the figure that she missed crying.

Ah Chan's tear-stained little face was slightly stunned.

I'm afraid that I think I'm dreaming, and my little hands are wiping my eyes indiscriminately.

Until the warm big hand stroked the soft hair on her face.

The little young deer was still a little incredulous, and his little mouth sobbed and trembled: "Little girl... Father? ”

As soon as his eyes squeezed, two lines of thin tears rolled down.

Fu Shenyang only felt that he was afraid that he was planted.

Her tears, like knives, cut at his heart.

It made his heart ache.

The big hand couldn't wipe away her tears: "Good, don't cry." ”

has always been a cold timbre, in this silent night, soft and low, unable to hide self-blame and distress.

"Little boy! Woowoo——! ”

The little figure, unable to hold back any longer, stretched out his arms.

Like a child who wants a father, he threw himself into Fu Shenyang's arms with teary eyes.

Fu Shenyang is in a wheelchair.

Seeing her pounce directly from the bed, her heart tightened, and her big hand hooked.

Hook her waist.

The arms are tightly wrapped.

didn't let her fall to the ground, but fell into his arms accurately.

"Woohoo." The limpy little head nestled in his shoulder socket.

Thin arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

She was very light, and she just sat on his lap.

The small waist was hugged by him.

So close.

It's like a lover's ......

No daughter would sit on the lap of a young and attractive dad like this.

Fu Shenyang's palm was slightly hot.

I didn't feel it in my throat, and I rolled and rolled.

Quiet night.

Somewhat...

Thirsty.

System:...... So angry that you can't look at the sky!

Baba's lessons are all for you, the nerd sent to the wolf's mouth!

Nerds!

In the quiet night, Fu Ye, who was indifferent and noble in the eyes of outsiders, cold and ascetic, just hugged his female goose "without disorder".

A large hand caressed her little head.

"Don't cry anymore...... Hiss! ”

Little thing, bite him?

She's angry and punishing him?

Fu Shenyang's palms tightened slightly, and there was no longer the slightest movement.

In addition to the sexy neck slightly upturned.

It seems to be convenient for her to vent to her heart's content, and she can bite him as much as she wants.

Not only the neck, but everywhere.

Don't be afraid to destroy him.

If you destroy him, you can make her angry, and he can now become an inflatable doll who will never resist.

……

I don't know how long I bitten.

Where did she dare to really bite.

If it bites and bleeds, it hurts the little obedient body.

She only dared to be gentle.

The kitten is delicate.

No matter how angry he was, he also whined: "Little good father..."

The fine and soft title, Fu Shenyang's heart palpitated slightly.

Which family's daughter would be like her... Seductive? Little good daddy?

He didn't want to be nice.

He just wants to... Licentious.

"Little good daddy?" She also called out to him with a whining voice.

Fu Shenyang didn't know how long she could endure it, she was tortured like this.

Throat rolling: "... Well. ”

Until her low little voice completely shattered his reason in his ears:

"Little good father, do you still want me?"

Fu Shenyang clenched his back molars.

Extreme restraint.

The low voice was so dumb that I couldn't hear what I was saying: "I don't have a day, I don't want to..."