Su Nuanwen listened to the child's childlike words and almost fell down the stairs at his foot. Was this little ancestor on purpose? How do you think he was talking with that bastard? As soon as the child's voice fell, Fang Mujin's cheerful laughter came from the living room downstairs and said, "Okay, my uncle will tickle her every day in the future!"

"Girl, you can come to me whenever you want to tickle for you. I'm always welcome!"

"shameless bastard!" Su Nuannuan whispered with her child in her arms, feeling like she was going to be blown up by air.

The little milkball looked at his father with a...