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

Chapter 7 Daddy Hugs 7
The baby paused for a while, looked at Rong Ning's wry smile, and cried louder, "Wow! Daddy is so scary!"

Rong Ning opened his mouth and looked at her sadly...

He obviously... didn't even... say anything...

On his face... that was clearly a smile that wanted to cry but had no tears, and was endlessly helpless.

"That..." Rong Ning suddenly didn't know what to say, his hands stopped in mid-air, and he was about to cry along with the baby.

"I was wrong..." Mingming...he didn't do anything wrong at all.

"So, can you forgive me?" Rong Ning tried his best to soften his voice.

He dared to swear that even when he was talking to those bastards like Yiyi, his voice was never so gentle.

"Daddy..." The baby Yingying Yanyan called that title, Rong Ning didn't care whether he was really her daddy, so he could only nod softly.

"Yeah, the baby princess is the most obedient, the most obedient, don't cry, don't cry..."

Those big watery eyes became red and swollen from crying, although it didn't affect the baby's beauty, it was enough to make Rong Ning feel distressed.

Although I don't understand what is going on with this child.

For Rong Ning, who is a "new father", the only thing he can do is to make his voice as soft as possible, as warm as the sunshine in spring.

Maybe his trick to deal with the baby is really useful, the baby immediately withdraws tears obediently, but the small mouth is pouting like a pacifier.

The villain took a deep breath and bent his back like a little ostrich.

"Daddy, the baby is thirsty."

The hoarse voice like a mosquito flew into Rong Ning's ears.

Not daring to look away from the child, Rong Ning stretched out his arm and snapped his fingers, "Waiter!"

The waiter holding the menu came over respectfully, bowing at a standard ninety degrees, "What does Young Master Rong need?"

"Have a glass of apple juice..." As if remembering something, he hurriedly said again, "Squeezed now!"

"Yes, Young Master Rong."

The juice was brought over quickly, and Rong Ning held the cup in both hands, and carefully handed it to the baby, fiddled with the small straw, for fear that if he was not careful, he would make the little princess cry again.

"Freshly squeezed apple juice, the baby will not be thirsty after drinking this."

The baby blinked her eyes, opened her mouth and bit the straw, sucked lightly, and the juice was sent to her mouth.

(End of this chapter)