Song Nanchen thought that his daughter was shy and embarrassed to greet others.

directly put Song Shengsheng down and pushed it in front of Xiao Fubao.

"Come, don't be shy, say hello to your sister, and see how generous your sister is."

But in the next second, Song Shengsheng cried out with a "wow".

Xiao Fubao was instantly petrified in place.

His expression was struck like a lightning strike.

She didn't know what she had done wrong and why neither of the two children liked her.

Song Nanchen was also a little surprised, so he had to hug Song Shengsheng again, with a slightly helpless expression: "Little padded jacket, why are you crying again?" Look at other people's sisters, they didn't cry when they were injured, how brave they are, our little padded jacket is also very brave, right? ”

As soon as he said this, Song Shengsheng's crying became louder and louder.

Xiao Fubao, who had been rejected twice, also looked at Sang Wanzhou a little bewildered.

Sang Wanzhou didn't care about the affairs between the children at all, packed up the medicine box and returned it to the program team, and went back to his position and sat down.

[Look, will this uncle take cubs? The little baby threw his eyes for help, and he pretended to be indifferent, and he didn't know how to comfort and comfort the little baby. 】

[Little baby is not sad, it is definitely not your fault!] Don't doubt yourself! 】

[Young Master, can I trouble you to move your precious mouth, comfort and comfort the little baby, I can't stand it! ] 】

[This little padded jacket is really, how many times did you cry in the morning? ] I cried if I didn't follow her, and I was noisy, I came here to take a look because their live broadcast room was too noisy, and it was always crying, but I heard it again, it was like a magic sound. Crying from your own live broadcast room to someone else's live broadcast room, is it okay? If it doesn't work, get out! Song Nanchen doesn't know how to educate children at all, it's too bad for his favorability! 】

[Upstairs, do you want to be so harsh on children? ] You didn't cry when you were a kid? 】

Finally, under Song Nanchen's continuous comfort, the cry of the little padded jacket slowly weakened.

She sobbed and pointed at Xiao Fubao, because she had just cried, and her speech was intermittent and with a little milk voice, which was particularly cute: "I...... I don't like her! ”

Xiao Fubao was hit again, and the whole person was petrified in place.

Sang Wanzhou laughed out loud from the sidelines.

Being laughed at by him, Song Nanchen also glanced at the petrified little guy with his eyes, his eyes were round and big, and his mouth was slightly open.

It's cute and funny, and I can't help but let out a low laugh in my throat.

He forced a smile, "Why doesn't the little padded jacket like my sister?" ”

For his favorite father, Song Shengsheng also has questions to answer: "I ...... I am...... I just don't like her! She dresses better than I do! ”

Then there was another cry.

Sang Wanzhou glanced at Xiao Fubao, who looked stunned and didn't cry or make trouble.

In fact, if you want to say who has expensive clothes, it must be Song Shengsheng's clothes that are more expensive.

All of them are brand-name customizations, and that skirt alone costs tens of thousands of yuan.

The skirt on Xiao Fubao's body is just a few hundred yuan bought casually in the mall.

If you really want to say that it is good-looking, I can only say that this milk dumpling is so good-looking, even the little monk robe she wore when we first met yesterday can't hide her cuteness.

Xiao Fubao was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly used his little hand on his body and didn't know what he was touching.

A few seconds later, he suddenly took out a white rabbit toffee from his pocket, stretched out his little short hand, and said in a milky voice: "This is for you to eat." I've eaten this sugar Fubao, it's very sweet, don't you hate Fubao, okay? ”