Chapter 440 (2/2)

When a son, he should be dedicated to his work. Don't eat the bowl and look at the pot.

Ming Ming held his neck like this not long ago, and now he holds others in the same posture.

But he cares about this. It must be because xiaowangba calls Lin yishallow's Mommy. If he doesn't follow Lin yishallow's back, one mummy at a time, he doesn't care who he calls daddy. It has nothing to do with him.

White smiled and looked back. ”I'm his nanny.”

”I was a nanny. I thought you were the father of the child,” he said

Slightly ironic words, inadvertently a little more exploratory taste.

He realized that he was curious about his father.

Unexpectedly hope white can nod, admit that he is little son of a bitch's father.

”Of course not. I'm not so lucky. As for Xiaoyu's father...”

White looked at the deep thought, paused for a while, then he turned his head to look at the little fish, raised a doting smile from the corner of his mouth, ”I witnessed this little guy growing up in his mommy's stomach every day, witnessed his birth, witnessed his growth, but did not see his father.”

As he said, he raised a hand and gently rubbed it on the head of the little fish.

I have witnessed growing up in my stomach, his birth and his growth, but I have never seen his father

That is to say, when little Wang BA was still in his stomach, his father was not there.

Thinking deeply about the white words in my heart, the white voice suddenly rings again, ”maybe his mother doesn't know who his father is.”

Mindfulness raised his eyelids, looked at the white and squinted slightly.

Maybe his mother doesn't know who his father is What does that mean?