President Daddy is super strong

It's said that his daughter is the little lover of his father's last life. Sun Zhen really thinks that this sentence is right at all.

Seeing Yang Yilin makes little Molly ride around her neck like a plane. Sun Zhenzhen has a different view of Yang Yilin in his heart.

No matter what he did to her, at least he didn't have to say to the children.

In the unique and magnificent aquarium, Sun Zhen was not happy to see that Yang Yilin still had his daughter on his neck.

Go up to advise, "Molly, come down, Ma Ma, would you like to take your hand?"

"What's the matter with my daughter riding like this?" After three minutes of heat, Yang Yilin's bad temper came back, as if he had already forgotten his guilt for sun Zhenzhen.

"There are so many people and they are all children. What do you say like that?" Sun Zhenzhen frowned and glared at him, then reached for his daughter.

Molly is much more loving than his father, who is not sensible. Sun Zhenzhen holds Molly down and stands on the ground steadily. Instead, she comforts Yang Yilin. "Daddy, I'll take hemp and your hand, and we'll go together."

Seeing that his daughter is so sensible, what else can Yang Yilin say? Take her hand and walk towards the dolphin performance area.

Sun Zhen really looked at him quietly and snorted, but in a word, nothing happened to his daughter.

……

Sun Zhenzhen, who was wearing high-heeled shoes, was bleeding from his feet and limped, but she still kept silent. She insisted on walking with their father and daughter.

To be honest, she is not sure to give her daughter to him alone. He is too unreliable.

"What happened to your feet?"

Yang Yilin walked ahead with her daughter in his arms. Suddenly, Sun Zhen didn't catch up with her. He turned around and looked at her. He found that her feet were not right when she walked. He stopped and asked coldly.

"Nothing!" Sun Zhenzhen didn't care much about his concern. He didn't even look at him. He replied coldly.

Looking at her cold appearance, Yang Yilin was not angry. He leaned down to put down his daughter, grabbed her and sat her down in the rest chair beside her, then reached out and dragged the high heels on her feet.

"Don't touch me!" Sun Zhenzhen's reaction was so great that he seemed to have great psychological resistance to touch her.

Yang Yilin frowns and stares. No matter what she resists, she directly and rudely removes the high-heeled shoes on her feet, revealing the white and tender feet that have been worn and bleeding.

Seeing a piece of red and swollen heel, Yang Yilin's face became more gloomy. "Are you ok?"

Sun Zhenzhen was very uncomfortable with his concern. He twisted his eyebrows and struggled his feet out of his hands. "I said it's ok if it's OK."

"Don't move!" Yang Yilin's deep eyes are cold, and his tone is not half polite.

Sun Zhenzhen struggles, but he can only look at him with a cold face. His eyes are opposite to each other.

"I carry you!" Take off her shoes on both feet. Yang Yilin turns around and grabs her arm to carry her.

"No!"

Although sun Zhenzhen struggled and resisted, he was not as strong as he was. He was easily carried on his back.

"Molly, daddy, hold hands!" Carrying the beloved woman on his back, holding the lovely daughter in his hand, Yang Yilin hooks his lips, and his heart is happy.

This has always been his dream life.

"Daddy, hemp shoes." The little girl reminded me kindly.

"No, I've worn my numb feet to bleed. I'll buy a new one tomorrow." Someone is dominating the airway, and his complacent smile is deeper.