Tong Yaoyao's brain paused, and she didn't react.

"Look...... What to see? ”

Yun Zuofan held her back with one hand, raised the corners of his lips, and said.

"Look how cute my little baby is."

After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Tsk, you have to be strict in the future, don't let you go out to drink, not a drop. Others drink and play drunk or coquettish, but my little baby recognizes his father. ”

"It's really a physique that is searched every minute, I have to make more money, and I will help the baby deal with the aftermath in the future."

Yun Zuofan said such a string.

Tong Yaoyao heard a "father".

She pulled Yun Zuofan's shoulder, and her voice was cute and cute.

"Daddy~"

Yun Zuofan really thinks that if Yaoyao is so obedient and coquettish in his arms every day, let alone picking the stars and the moon, if this little baby wants to go to the moon to play and build the Moon Palace to be Chang'e by himself, he has to find a way.

Bai Yu took a glass of honey water, went to the checkout first, and then walked next to Tong Yaoyao with several bags in his hand.

He also took a clean little spoon and said to Yun Zuofan.

"I want Yaoyao to drink the honey water and go back."

Yun Zuofan had no opinion, but he didn't let Tong Yaoyao come down.

He has always been a casual person, twenty-three years old dares to raise a sixteen-year-old child, and he doesn't mind what others think, find a bench in the city to sit on.

Tong Yaoyao sat on his lap, grabbed his long hair with her claws, and pulled curiously.

She had a lot of strength in her hands and pulled her hair off.

To be exact, it was time to pull off the wig that Yun Zuofan was wearing today.

Yun Zuofan simply put the fake aside.

His hair itself is not short, it has a feeling of Korean Oba, and now his hair is messy by Tong Yaoyao, but there is a feeling of being young and frivolous of a wanderer.

He held Tong Yaoyao's waist with one hand, and propped up the chair with the other, his posture was arbitrary and flamboyant.

The tail of the eye is raised.

The lips that are red in themselves are raised obliquely, and you can feel the graceful and handsome even if you look at it from a distance.

He looked at Tong Yaoyao with a smile in his eyes, and his tone was that pet.

"Naughty."

After speaking, she grabbed Tong Yaoyao's hand.

This is a soft and tender little hand, with a bit of flesh in the palm, like a kitten's meat pad.

Fingers are white.

But on it, there are calluses, so that this hand is not so perfect, looking, it is suffering.

Tong Yaoyao didn't care about this, she blinked, climbed Yun Zuofan's shoulder, looked at the top of his head, and muttered quietly as she looked.

"Hair is falling out...... How not to be bald? ”

Bai Yu smiled, bent down, held a porcelain spoon in one hand, gently scooped up a small spoonful of honey water, and brought it to Tong Yaoyao's mouth.

The contours of his facial features are not profound, but with the soft beauty of the Oriental, the shape of his eyebrows is not sharp, but like the snow of distant mountains, his phoenix eyes are deep, and the gentleman is like jade.

Bai Yu put on glasses, and the feeling of Sven's scum couldn't be hidden, and it was dangerous to look at Sven.

But dressed in white, he fluttered like a fairy.

His appearance is not impactful, but it can make people more and more addicted the more they look at it.

Bai Yu didn't laugh much, but all the laughter was for Tong Yaoyao.

In fact, for people like him, covering up is instinct, and it is best to have a purpose in everything you do...... However, there are some things that do not require a purpose.

Bai Yu said to Tong Yaoyao in a warm voice.

"Come, open your mouth, it's sweet water."

Tong Yaoyao blinked, opened her mouth, Bai Yu fed her to drink, and then looked at Tong Yaoyao to notice the change in her face, and said softly.

"How does it feel, is it too sweet or too light?"

Tong Yaoyao pursed her lips and thought about it.

"Not sweet enough~"

When she said this, it was so sweet that the hearts of the two people present were in the heart.