Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 800 Continue to bear the child and dad

The reason why I say that guy is two hundred and five is because that guy found a unique way to tie three braids for the child.

There are two small croissant braids on the left and right sides of the head, and a towering braid on the top of the head.Just now when the child was asleep, she couldn't see anything, but now she looked a little weird when she sat up.

But fortunately, our little meat ball has good genes and a pretty face, so it can be classified as cute rather than stupid if it is so-so.

The cute little meatball blinked its big eyes, and looked at the hideous monster with a dazed expression on his face.

Shen Lingye waited for a long time, and seeing that her daughter was silent, she cleared her throat and asked, "Do you still remember who I am?"

Mia transformed Shen Lingye's face into a plate of braised pork ribs in her mind, and then nodded.

Was the tone you spoke just now too blunt?

Looking at this little brat, Shen Lingye always felt that she was a soft little ball, like glass. He was afraid that he would be too aggressive or forceful, so he made the little brat cry.

Seeing that the child responded to him, Shen Lingye raised his hand and pointed to the water glass on the bedside table, "Help me get the water glass."

After hearing what he said, Mia didn't move immediately. She blinked her big eyeballs, recalled the braised pork ribs again in her mind, and then crawled down from Shen Lingye's chest rustlingly to the head of the bed, holding them in both hands. The water glass, which was a bit too big for her, turned around again, knelt down beside Shen Lingye with two little legs, and handed him the water.

Shen Lingye was flattered, he took the water glass, sat up from the bed, and began to drink water.

The water was the most common cold water, but Shen Lingye could taste a little sweetness from it.

After giving the cup to Shen Lingye, Mia quickly crawled towards the edge of the bed.

She was only five years old, and she was younger than children of the same age, so she couldn't jump out of the bed, so she could only lie on the bed with her little butt pouted, and then stretch her feet to the floor under the bed, waiting for her little feet to touch She let go of the floor and stood completely on the ground.

Shen Lingye landed on the marble floor along her little white feet, frowning again.

Someone needs to put a rug on the floor.

Shen Lingye thought silently.

Mia picked up the album on the small table that Shi Yuan moved for her, and then ran to the bedside. Shen Lingye was holding a cup and watched her fiddle with it curiously.

Mia turned the bound A4 paper to one of the pages, turned the paper to face Shen Lingye, then raised her small head, staring at Shen Lingye without saying a word.

Shen Lingye didn't look at the paintings on the A4 paper at first, but his attention fell on the words on the back of the A4 paper.

After Mia turned over two pages, he realized that this stack of materials was a proposal he had made not long ago.

He worked so hard to write business documents and business proposals worth tens of billions of dollars, but they were bound up for a five-year-old child to draw?
If it weren't for the fact that this brat was his own daughter, Shen Lingye would definitely hang her and the person who came up with this bad idea and beat her up.

Shen Lingye was depressed for a moment, and his eyes fell on the painting on the back page of the project proposal.

That is--

In the painting, a woman and a child are sitting at the same table, the child is Mia, and the woman is actually——

Jiang Xiaonuan, do you already know their daughter?
Shen Lingye's heart moved slightly, thinking that her daughter was sensible and well-behaved and had already recognized her mother, but this brat stretched out his meaty claws, poked the plate on the table in the painting, opened his small mouth, and for the first time He opened his mouth to talk to his father.

(End of this chapter)