The two of them coaxed and deceived, but the little guy was very clever and refused to listen to persuasion.

Persuaded and persuaded, Summer actually 'wow', cried out loudly, and the sketchbook in his hand was torn apart by him one by one.

"In the summer, the godfather is coming soon, coming soon, are you obedient?" Luan Xiaotian covered his ears and panicked for a while.

What she fears most is watching children, let alone crying skins.

"I don't! I don't! Summer cried while thundering and not raining, and shouted, "I just want my godfather to come back, I want to be godfather!" I'm just going to be a godfather! ”

"Okay, good, godfather will be back soon, don't cry." Luan Xiaotian held his forehead and confessed, the demon's temper was about to explode in the next second.

The potential of a bear child is truly endless!

This shout is said to be noise pollution, and absolutely no one dares to refute it.

"Young Master Summer, you just listen to Miss Luan, hurry down." The housekeeper knew about the little abacus he had made in the summer, and he didn't take tough measures, so he let him jump around.

It just followed his wishes.

Summer calmed down for a little for two seconds, pricked up her ears, her eyes lit up, and she threw the notebook in her hand and jumped out of bed and rushed out.

Luan Xiaotian was not at ease, and followed closely, "Summer, don't run, be careful, the stairs are so ......"

The word 'high' in her mouth had not yet been finished in her voice, and the figure at the door scooped up and ran towards his summer.

"Mr. Nan?" Luan Xiaotian shouted, "Why did you come back so early?" ”

Nan Yukong glared at the summer in his arms, "I read the news and didn't answer your call, so I don't worry about coming back to take a look." ”

"Godfather, you and your sister talk first, and I'll find the housekeeper grandfather." After Xia finished speaking in a dry voice after shouting, he struggled down from Nan Yukong's arms, trotted all the way down the stairs, and came to the housekeeper who was halfway down the stairs.

When he was holding the housekeeper in the summer, Nan Yukong knew that this was a little trick he had made.

Luan Xiaotian naturally knew that he had fallen for the summer trick, and he had a little headache, and said, "Mr. Nan, I'll go clean up the room." ”

went upstairs, and Nan Yukong followed her to her room.

The room was a mess, with all the quilts thrown on the floor, and a lot of torn paper being thrown on the floor.

Nan Yukong hesitated, and finally walked in.

He had barely walked a few steps when a small piece of paper caught his attention.

It was a piece of sketch paper the size of a palm, and it was filled with dense small print.

Luan Xiaotian packed up the quilt and turned around to pick up the paper on the ground, but saw Nan Yukong holding a crooked note in his hand, standing there quietly.

"Children are not sensible, I'll just clean up."

Nan Yukong glanced back at her, "I'll help you with it." ”

Fortunately, the paper on the ground was not torn and shredded, and it could still be put together.

After cleaning up, Nan Yukong took the three or four pieces of paper he picked up and looked at it, which was full of those words.

"You wrote this?" He clutched the paper in his hand.

"What did I write?" Luan Xiaotian poked his head and saw the words written on it clearly, and his heart instantly became weak, "Where did you find it?" ”

"Picked it up in your room." Nan Yu was confident.

Luan Xiaotian retorted in her heart, was it difficult to pick it up in her room or it fell from the sky?

"So that's what you wrote?" Nan Yukong didn't have an answer for a long time, so he asked again.