Chapter 3： Two small milk packets (1/2)

How come there are children?

Xingluo converged his breath and approached the old tree.

”Brother~” Ruan Meng's little milk sounded, ”Let's sneak over to find Dad, will he be angry?”

”Yes.” Another little steamed bun replied milkily, one word fully reflecting his coldness.

Xing Luo raised the corners of his lips.

A four or five-year-old kid pretending to be calm will only make people feel cute.

In contrast, the small ones are more lively and the big ones are more calm.

Inexplicably, Xingluo liked these two little guys very much.

Just about to step forward, he saw a middle-aged man in casual clothes approaching the two children.

”Children, hello, I am your father's friend, I will take you to find him, OK?” the middle-aged man coaxed.

This looks like a personal trafficker!

Without waiting for Xing Luo to do anything, Brother Naibao has already responded.

”Grandpa, your acting skills are too clumsy. Use this kind of old-fashioned routine to lie to fools.” The little guy has a soft and cute voice, and what you can say... really black!

”You little bastard! What nonsense! Go! I'll take you to find Dad!” The middle-aged man was a little annoyed, and he grabbed the little guys and planned to take them away forcibly!

”Stop it!” As soon as Xing Luo spoke, the two little guys quickly turned and ran towards her, as if seeking her protection.

Really clever!

As far as Xingluo's eyes were, there were two three-headed bodies, carved and jade, white and tender little milk bags, beautiful and delicate like porcelain dolls!

so cute!

Xingluo's heart is about to melt!

She leaned over, opened her arms, and picked them up one by one.

The middle-aged man did not leave. He secretly observed Xing Luo, as if he felt that this young ”man” was not like the child's father.

Xing Luo raised his eyes and swept towards the man.