Cute baby is supreme: the male god can't stand it

Chapter 87 My name is Chu Chen
Ling Yan looked disgusted when he saw the little boy who hadn't grown up at his feet.

While tugging on An Yimo's trousers, the little boy called out for his pretty sister.

When An Yimo saw this little boy, he looked very ordinary.

The little boy's voice has a childish voice, which is very pleasant.

An Yimo carefully looked at the young lady's clothes, not ordinary families can afford clothes, but why are there so many people, why are they only pulling on their trousers.

Although he was puzzled, An Yimo squatted down carefully, leveled up with Mrs. Xiaozheng, and asked Mrs. Xiaozheng patiently.

"Little friend, tell my sister how old you are, okay?" An Yimo blinked his big eyes, with an expression on his face that you are about to tell me.

"Five years old," Xiaozheng replied very well-behaved.
"Shouldn't you ask his name first?" Ling Yan looked at An Yimo with a look of disgust. This girl is fine, and she asked how old the child was in the first sentence.

Xiaozheng opened his big eyes ignorantly, twirled around, and glanced at Ling Yan with a flattering expression, "Sister, my name is Chu Chen."

"Then..." An Yimo was just about to ask your parents, but he heard Ling Yan's low-chun voice above his head, "Get up." His gaze was fixed on her face elegantly and indifferently, with a slight smile on his lips. radian.

An Yimo smiled sweetly at him, the sun fell on his fair face, he was so handsome, with deep black eyes, exquisite facial features, without any regrets, his face... looked like a work of art artwork.

An Yimo couldn't help but be fascinated by it...

Stretching out a small white and tender hand, she approached Ling Yan, and sweetly said to him, "Pull me up? My legs are sore" with a little girl's coquettish tone.

Although "Idiot" Ling Yan pulled An Yimo up from the ground with a dirty face, his words were full of petting.

Recently, An Yimo has always acted like a baby to himself from time to time, and Ling Yan has no ability to resist An Yimo's acting like a baby. In other words, Ling Yan never tires of trying this trick.

The little boy seemed to have sensed something, and immediately reached out to grab Ling Yan's trousers, but the little boy was only five years old, and he was not tall, only a little over half the height of Ling Yan's legs.

He smiled sweetly at Ling Yan, and because of the smile, An Yimo saw a small dimple on the corner of Chu Chen's mouth, which was so dazzling.

"Little Chu Chen, where are your father and mother?" An Yimo still asked what Ling Yan had interrupted her just now.

"Hmph, I don't want them anymore, Mom and Dad took me out to play, and they still want to kiss, let me play by myself." Chu Chen revealed a hurt expression.

Although Chu Chen was only five years old this year, his speech speed was no less than that of a ten-year-old child. An Yimo concluded that this child was very smart.

Hearing Mrs. Xiaozheng say this, An Yimo was instantly unhappy. How can there be such parents who take their children out to play, and the adults are still...

Xiao Zhengtai only showed a hurt expression at that second just now. In fact, his parents didn't look like he said, but he didn't want to say more. Is it really okay for such a small child to be so black-bellied?
"Brother, I want to eat ice cream." The boy's immature voice came from under his feet again, and he looked at the two of them with a cute face.

"No." Ling Yan refused in a cold voice, not as gentle as before.

"Why?" Two voices answered him this time, one was An Yimo's, and the other was Chu Chen's.

"First, do you know whose child this is?"

"Second, if you just blindly take your child to eat ice cream, his parents can't find him, so be so anxious."

Ling Yan gave An Yimo a detailed list of the "dangers" of taking Chu Chen to eat ice cream

"We'll just explain it to his parents when the time comes." An Yimo glanced at Chu Chen at his feet, and then at Ling Yan cutely.

Ling Yan knew that An Yimo really liked this young lady, so he had no choice but to compromise in the end, because not only was Chu Chen looking at him so cutely, but even An Yimo was pouting and calling out with an intimate face. "Brother Yan"

"Yeah..." An Yimo made a gesture of scissors to the little Zhengtai standing at his feet.

(End of this chapter)