Chapter 4 (1/2)

After that, the man took the first step to leave.

Zhao tezhu followed behind to see how dark.

What if we don't hold it?

You're going to put that kid down and let me do it!

……

Huo Yao sat in the car and put the small ball in his arms on his leg. His face was expressionless and he pinched a soft little face of yesang. His tone was light and ordered: ”go back to Huo's house.”

”Yes, sir.” The driver responded respectfully, but he did not dare to speak much.

Caught off guard, ye Sang was pinched by his cheap father

The little guy's round cat's eyes were wide open and full of dense fog. He dared not to speak. He stared at Huo Yao, and his cheeks puffed up and said nothing.

Huo Yao picked his eyebrows and noticed that ye sang didn't care much about his dislike.

It's just a child.

He's not happy to give someone away.

No matter who she is.

Ye sang is sullen and raises his eyes, just catching Huo Yao's indifference.

Her chin was slightly against the head of the little milk dog, and her little paw silently hugged her only possession so far.

This little milk dog was given to her by her grandparents before they left.

Ye sang lowered his head and his cat's eyes were full of uncertainty.

The grandfathers said.

Her dads are a male frequency novel, which is full of uncertainty and covers the world with one hand.

They are all cold natured and ruthless.