mu yichen was kissed by the little dumpling. he had yet to recover from the surprise when he heard the little fellow's disdainful tone.
his face immediately darkened.
what did he mean by 'wrong kiss'?
he was the little dumpling's father!
did he dislike a kiss so much?
however, the little dumpling didn't feel the chill from her father's body at all. she was still kicking her short little legs, wanting to get off the bed.
" daddi, quickly put me down. tang tang wants to go find big sister! "
young master mu's heart felt even more stifled.
however, he couldn't get angry at the little dumpling.
he could only repeatedly remind himself that this daughter was his biological daughter!
he bent over and put her down.
as soon as the little furball landed, it rushed into the room with its short legs.
"wait, your big sister is still resting ..."
he wanted to stop the little guy, but at this moment, a figure squeezed through the door.