Ye Si was beautiful, with beautiful eyes and brows. His gentle voice was like a spring breeze.
If it was before, Ye sang would have thrown herself into her arms.
But at this moment, the little girl unconsciously took a small step back. Her eyes were slightly widened, and she unintentionally resisted.
"Mama."Her voice was exceptionally milky, and it carried an unspeakable grievance.
Ye Si pursed his lips and said quietly, "Come here."
The little girl took a small step forward and walked over. Her small hands gripped tightly onto her eyelashes and fluttered down. Her small expression was indescribably lonely.
"Have you played enough?"She simply did not say anything to spoil the mood. She raised her hand to rub the little guy's head and casually changed the topic.
As expected, Ye sang's attention was diverted. The little guy nodded his head and his eyes curved:
"I've had enough fun."