The group pet cub of the villain tyrant

Chapter 342 Si Si Thought His Father Is Dead Huu Wu
Helian Nie's eyebrows frowned even tighter, how could the ugly thing cry like this, at this moment Wen Renyu also followed,

At a glance, he saw the little girl who was crying miserably, stretching out her hand to be hugged by her father, turned her head to look at Helian Nie beside her,

The atmosphere was a bit weird, and the ink fan shaking in Wen Renyu's hand froze for a moment.
"Well, what, why is the little princess crying?"

No one answered Wen Renyu's words, because Helian Nie had already walked towards Nanrong Jinghua's position, within a few steps,
Arriving in front of the little girl, a certain Sisi recklessly struggled with his small body, and was about to throw himself into Helian Nie's arms.

Nanrong Jinghua took a step forward, and the little girl successfully threw herself into Helian Nie's arms.
Helian Nie frowned slightly, but still stretched out his hand to hold the little girl's buttocks, so as not to let the little girl fall.

"Father, woo woo woo."

A certain chubby little hand hugged Helian Nie's neck, his fluffy little head was buried on He Lian Nie's broad shoulders, his small body was twitching and weeping miserably.

Helian Nie frowned, his narrow peach blossom eyes looked displeased at the handsome young man in front of him,

Wen Renyu also looked at Nanrong Jinghua with the same hatred, with a handsome face like a painting,
A pair of upturned and beautiful phoenix eyes is condemnation, the silent condemnation of Nanrong Jinghua, just about to teach a bad boy a lesson,

Just then he heard Helian Xun Sisi, that small crying sound with intermittent and waxy voices,
"It's great that Father, Father is fine, Sisi, Sisi thought Father was going to die, Wuwuwu."

Helen Nie: "..."

Wen Renyu: "..."

The guards by the attic: "..."

The air was stagnant for a second, only the little girl's crying voice was especially loud.

"Father, is there any injury to the father, please let Si Si take a look at it, do you want to call the imperial doctor to come here?"

The little girl who was born with a partial birth didn't know it, and she still cried so sadly, her face was like a little cat, her eyes were wet and teary,

With his fleshy little hands, he wanted to pick off Helen Nie's dragon robe, to check if Helen Nie was injured anywhere.

Seeing that the little girl was about to mess up his dragon robe, Helian Nie's eyelids twitched, and he reached out to hold the little girl's little hand,
"I'm fine."

This sentence, a certain villain tyrant said a little helplessly, mixed with some other emotions.

"Oh, really, really?"

He Lian was sloppy, her little face was full of tears, she just bit her little lip like this, and looked at He Lian Nian worriedly.

Helian Nie nodded, raised his palm and rubbed the little girl's hair, his sullen voice softened a bit,

"Well, it's fine."

He has always been indifferent to how many people in the world think of him dead, but seeing the little girl worrying about him now,
I was so worried that I cried like a petite cat, and my cold heart was inexplicably dripping with warmth like a trickle.

"Woo, Father, Sisi, Sisi thought Father was going to die, woooo."

Seeing that his own cubs are really fine, the little girl He Lian raised so wantonly, can be regarded as falling behind.
The little face was buried in Helian Nie's arms, and the fleshy little hands hugged Helian Nie tightly, and the golden beans fell one by one.

Woooooo, it's great that Zaizai is fine.

Helen Nie: "..."

There's no need to emphasize this again and again, if it wasn't for the ugly thing crying sincerely and not pretending, otherwise he would always feel that the ugly thing was cursing himself to death.

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