The black-bellied baby is super domineering: Daddy, I want to return it

Chapter 25 Actually... was molested by the baby? 5
"And...One day Xiaoqiang asked his father: Dad, am I a silly boy? Dad said: Silly boy, how can you be a silly boy?"

"Hahaha... so funny!"

"Celery was walking, and suddenly felt a pain in the stomach, and then he made a 'pooh' sound, guess what he pulled out?"

"Don't know? That's celery dung because celery dung is equal to hard work! What color is celery dung? The answer is yellow, because: celery dung yellow is equal to Qin Shihuang!"

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Rong Ning said cold jokes to himself, and his stomach started to hurt from laughing, and the baby yawned in boredom, she didn't know how funny the cold jokes were.

The baby never thought that his daddy would be so naive, so naive that he had degenerated to the IQ of a newborn baby.

The baby interrupted the convulsive Rong Ning's smile who was laughing.

"Daddy, can you shut up? You're disturbing my sleep."

"..." Rong Ning closed his mouth, watching the baby pull his bathrobe, turn sideways and close his eyes, amused and annoyed.

He couldn't help being teased by the baby, and even rejected by the baby.

Turning off the tablet computer, the baby nestled beside him, like a newborn kitten, it was quiet when it closed its eyes.

It is completely impossible to see that such a seven-year-old child almost didn't drive him crazy.

The light was dimmed and soft by Rong Ning. Rong Ning was lying beside her, with his big and small heads next to each other. In the eyes of outsiders, it was a picture of a loving father and daughter.

Rong Ning closed his eyes and said softly, "Good night."

"Hmm..." Baby snorted, "Daddy Baby is your daughter, don't mess around."

The corner of Rong Ning's mouth twitched, this child is not cute at all! ——
[Brother, please understand what is etiquette, righteousness and shame! 】

This familiar sleep, Rong Ning did not wake up in the middle of sleep.

From the tip of the nose comes the unique milky aroma of children, which is sweet and not too greasy.

There was no dream all night, but he slept soundly. Rong Ning got up late for the first time. It was said that he woke up late, or he was dragged off the bed by his arm. . . . . . . . . . .

(End of this chapter)