Chapter 893 Papa gave it to me

The man stared at the pig and rabbit for a few times, wondering if it was the baby's illusion, and vaguely felt that he seemed to be smiling.

"Shushu, do you like this too?" Raising the pig and rabbit in his hand, the baby asked in a childish voice.

The corners of the lips of the people around her twitched fiercely after her words, and everyone's foreheads were a little sweaty.

However, what made the group sweat even more was that the man wearing the silver mask nodded slightly.

The baby was very happy with his answer, and was not afraid of him. The little figure walked up to him, dangled the not-so-beautiful pig and rabbit in front of him, and then said, "Unfortunately, I can't give it to you." .”

The man wearing the silver mask, "..."

After being blocked by her for a few seconds of silence, the deep voice sounded again, "Why?"

"My daddy gave it to me!" As if he was afraid that he would snatch it, Xingbao hugged the pig rabbit tightly with both hands, his face kept licking on the pig rabbit's head, and his pink lips curled up up.

The masked man was blocked by her for another moment of silence.

This looks like your daddy gave it to your mommy, right?
However, looking at Xingbao in this state, the man's eyes softened a bit.

One of the characteristics of Xingbao is that he has a very lively personality, even a little too much, and he can play very vigorously by himself.

After cuddling with the pig and rabbit, he sat on the ground and played with the pig and rabbit to entertain himself. From time to time, he twisted its ears to make it dance, poked its stomach from time to time, and there was a sweet smile on his face at any time. Sweet smile, I had a great time.

The group of people around her was completely ignored by her, and even the muzzle of the gun pointed at her was still empty in her eyes.

A group of bodyguards who were still wary of her relaxed their guard when they saw her like this.

After all, a child is still a child, how much can it affect?

The man wearing the silver mask squatted down in front of her, his eyes quietly fell on her face, looking at her facial features that were almost the same as those of Saori Xing, his eyes were unusually soft.

Xingbao turned his head, glanced at him, and saw that he was just staring at him in a daze, thinking that he wanted to play too, raised the toy in his hand, and said with some reluctance, "Let me play for a while, I just want you to play with me." A little while."

The surrounding group of people choked up speechless after her words.

Where does the young master look like he is going to play that?

The man wearing the mask glanced sideways at the crowd who were still around, and coldly dismissed the group of people, "Go down, all of you!"

"Yes, young master!" A group of people responded respectfully, and they all disappeared without a trace within seconds.

Only Xingbao and the masked man were left at the scene.

Xingbao looked up at him with admiration.

She just went around with that group of people for so long and didn't get rid of them, but he managed to settle it with just one sentence.

Her eyes flickered for a moment, and she stood up abruptly from the ground, her eyes drifted to the brightly lit inner hall, and there was a trace of curiosity in her eyes.

"Do you want to go in?" The man's voice beside him was unusually soft.

"En!" Xingbao nodded obediently, smiled sweetly at him, and took his hand.

Her actions were natural, without the slightest fear, nor recognition of her life, and even a hint of flattery.

The corner of the masked man's lips tugged slightly, and he bent down and hugged her carefully.

Xingbao is still too young, her body is too soft, too delicate, the man hugged her very cautiously, as if he was afraid that he would hurt her if he was not careful.

Two figures, one big and one small, headed towards the inner hall together...

(End of this chapter)

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