Chapter 52： Father and daughter meet (2/2)

”Oh, Dad is back... Dad is back...”

Yue'er yelled, happily about to fly.

She waited here for a long time, and finally waited until the day when Young Master Yuhan's father returned.

Originally only thinking about seeing Young Master Yuhan's father, she left.

But I didn't expect that I waited for a long time.

She missed her mother for so long.

Fortunately, the angels in the sky must have heard Yue'er's prayers, so they let Dad come back, right?

”Dad...Dad Dad...”

The childish voice of milk and milk sounded in the entire old house of the Quan family, like a string of nice notes.

Quan Jianli had just come out of the old man's study, and his face was cold and scary because of the conversation just now.

Suddenly, I heard a noise, and then, I saw a small figure stumbling towards him.

A short hair, but it was rolled in a mess, like a bird's nest.

The limited edition pajamas are also crumpled and crumpled, and the few SpongeBob on them look even uglier.

The little slippers under my feet made a piercing noise.

Behind the villain, a group of black creatures followed, and let out an excited growl.

His handsome eyes darkened in an instant.

When did the son who was as calm and graceful as he became this sloppy appearance?

This look really surprised him.

Yue'er didn't care what he thought, and rushed up like a small whirlwind.

Because the rushing force was too strong, he hit Ye Li's injured leg and made him muffled.

By the way, the little guy still lives and lives, like a little monkey, grinning, and climbing along his plastered leg.

In the process of climbing, he threw off his little slippers, but he also succeeded in leaving a few small black footprints on the snow-white plaster.

Ye Li's cheek twitched.

This is the most unbearable thing for Li Ye. The last time he was in the hospital, he was printed with several black marks by Mo Yiyun, who also knew nothing about life and death, so he asked the doctor to wash it off. He didn’t expect this little guy to be able to do so today. Stepped on the black mark again!

A cold light suddenly shot out from the bleak eyes, and the roaring words had already reached the lips.

However, he was hit by a soft and milky little body that was stunned.

The glutinous little body, drilled into his arms, like a clingy kitten.

”Dad Dad... I finally saw you Dad...”

The immature childlike voice made his heart tremble.

Is this still Quan Yuhan who is so calm as his copy?

Yue'er raised her head, her big, clear eyes flashed suddenly, looking at the tall and majestic man in front of her, a layer of mist suddenly surged into the watery black pupils.

The next second, his little mouth curled, ”Wow...”

Weep bitterly.

Tears were like floods that burst a bank, and instantly washed away that little dumpling-like face.

The grin was very sad.

The soft body also shook, and the person watching was distressed.

Quan Jianli, who was about to get angry, was frightened by the little guy's sudden cry.

Today's Quan Yuhan is not quite right.

Although I have been a father and son for five years, I have never seen a little guy cry so sad.

The little guy has never had things like this before.

He actually threw himself in his arms, crying with tears and mucus.

It's really incredible.

”Dad...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...”

Yue'er's crying voice was almost hoarse, and a small face flushed red, causing Quan Jianli's heart to suddenly soften.

”Okay, stop crying, you are a boy, you will be laughed at when you cry.”

His voice is rare and gentle.

The servants standing on one side were stunned when they saw this scene of father and son embracing and crying.

This doesn't seem to match the usual style of painting.

I always feel weird.

But I can't tell where it's wrong.

Bell seemed to be infected too, squatting honestly at Quan Jianli's feet, wagging his little tail.

There was a gurgling sound in the throat.

I must be thinking in my head, Young Master Yuhan, come back quickly.

If he doesn't come back, his father will be taken away.

But helpless, no one can understand its thoughts.

”Woo... I don't want to be a boy... I want a father...”

Yue'er is not a boy originally, why do all people say that she is a boy?

But now she can't take care of that much, because it's so warm in my father's arms.

Unlike mother's embrace, father's embrace is as broad as a mountain.

Because he was crying so excited, his little face rubbed against his arms, rubbing his tears and nose against the white shirt.

Annoying Quan Jianli's face sank.

Just about to get angry, he saw the little guy popping out of his arms and staring at him in a daze.