So Fierce.
So scary.
The little girl puffed up her cheeks, and her dumb hair drooped even lower.
Fu Han couldn't help but look down at her deeply.
He realized that this little girl was quite cute when she didn't speak.
Fu Han carried his things with one hand and walked into a children's restaurant.
The air conditioner was warm inside, and the aroma of the food wafted into her nostrils. The little girl pursed her lips. Her stomach growled, and Fu Han glanced at her. He bent down and placed the child on the child's chair.
There was a menu on the table. He placed the snacks on the table and tapped on the menu with his finger. He looked up and asked ye sang, "What do you want to Eat?"
With that, he pushed the menu in front of the little girl.
He had never been patient. Seeing that ye sang was not chewing, he raised his voice and said, "Speak."