Su Mohan looked down at the small oil bottle in front of him, his face gloomy.

This is Xiang Tianqi's species?

If his child is still around, shouldn't he be taller and stronger than him, and then chase after his ass all day and call his daddy.

One big and one small stood in the center of the field, one with his head up, with a calm face, and the other with his head down, his face gloomy, as if he was looking back after a thousand years.

The two looked at each other for a while, Su Mohan frowned slightly, what's the matter with this little kid? You've been staring at him for so long......

Generally speaking, let alone a child, even an adult has to tremble three times when he is swept away by his gaze, but the little oil bottle in front of him has been staring at him for so long, but he has not reacted at all, could it be that he looks too much like a good person today?

Just when Su Mohan was frowning and thinking, Ye Xiaotian finally felt that his neck was sore, lowered his head a little, looked at Su Mohan's cream-stained pants, stretched out his fleshy little hand to pick a clean place on his pants, and wiped his hands meticulously.

Su Mohan was stunned at the time, and then his face became more and more heavy.

Xiang Tianqi has been working with him, how can this little oil bottle have such courage!

Frowning at his little hand that still had some cream left, Ye Xiaotian reached out again and rubbed it on Su Mohan's pants, until it was all clean, and then he turned his head and led the 'open door' past Su Mohan without looking back.

Su Mohan stood in place and reacted for a while, and glanced at a little chubby dun who was watching the excitement on the side, but when his eyes passed, the little chubby dun cried.

Su Mohan looked away and glanced at a girl who was at a loss, but the girl was also frightened and burst into tears.

Su Mohan looked down at the cream on his pants, turned his head to look at Ye Xiaotian, who was getting farther and farther away, and stared at him for a while.

After watching it for a while, he noticed that the little oil bottle was actually holding a king......

The corners of Su Mohan's eyes couldn't help twitching, he had seen a bird walking a dog, but he had really never seen a bird walking a dog... What kind of freak was born by Concubine Ye!

Ye Xiaotian took the only remaining plate of cakes, led the 'Open Door' to find a step against the wall and sat down, put the plate in front of the 'Open Door', and said in a milky voice: "Eat." ”

Su Mohan saw this scene in his eyes, and he couldn't accept it for a while, turned his head and took a big sip of wine on the table, loosened his neckline, and then turned back to look at the small oil bottle again.

Ye Xiaotian sat on the steps with his cheeks in tow, looking at a pair of long legs, not knowing what he was thinking, a pair of cream-stained pants in front of him were getting closer and closer to him.

Ye Xiaotian still didn't move, as if he didn't care about it.

"Imp." Su Mohan looked at him condescendingly and spoke in a deep voice.

Ye Xiaotian craned his neck and looked at him without speaking.

"What's your last name?" Su Mohan didn't know how to get close to a little kid, so he could only ask boredly.

"Leaf."

Leaf? Ye Xiaotian?

Is this the Daimyo?

But why is this little oil bottle with Concubine Ye's surname?

That's right, Xiang Tianqi wasn't there when I saw her that day, presumably she and Xiang Tianqi were over!

"Name?"

Ye Xiaotian spit out another word: "Night." ”

"Ye Ye?"

Su Mohan frowned and looked at Ye Xiaotian, what kind of ghost name is this?

Ye Ye?

It's a mouthful.