You said he is the biological father of meatballs, why would he argue with Bai Yiran about these boring things?

But she didn't understand that what Di Qianmo was fighting about was everything related to her.

He wanted to possess everything Ahri had, let alone the baby he had with Ahri.

Love can be big, big enough to tolerate all kinds of grievances and traumas, but love can be small, too small to tolerate a third person.

No matter how good Bai Yiran is, to Di Qianmo, he is still a third person who misses his woman.

It is impossible to get along well with each other.

Behind Lanxi Mountain, Beibei and Di Qianmo each held a meatball's hand and picked ripe grapes. Beibei ate all the grapes he picked.

The meatballs were tugging at Beibei's skirt underneath, and she was babbling and wanting to eat them.

Di Qianmo peeled one and fed it to him after removing the seeds. He grabbed the meatball with his little hands and stuffed it into his mouth. The juicy grape juice flowed from the corner of his mouth to his chin.

Di Qianmo wiped it for him, and he spread his fingers to ask for it.

Miaomiao held a grape to her lips and brought it to Rouwanzi, gesturing for him to take it. Rouwanzi took one look at it and slapped her in the mouth.

Miaomiao: "...".

The crowd roared with laughter.

Beibei said funny: "Miaomiao, please don't take advantage of our meatballs, okay? Be careful, I will make you responsible for him."

Miaomiao: "I wish I could be responsible for him. When I grow up, I will definitely be the most handsome man in the world and make a lot of money."

After saying that, he pinched Rouwanzi's cheek again. Rouwanzi pulled off his father's robe and hid behind him. He stared at her warily with his small round eyes, and his cheeks were bulging when he was angry, which was particularly cute.

"Hey! A little meatball is so alert. I don't believe I can't hold you today."

As Miaomiao spoke, she began to roll up her sleeves, as if she was determined to hug her.

Rouwanzi gave her an anxious look, signaling you not to come over because he wanted you to look good.

Miaomiao just wanted to hug him, so she rushed towards him. Meatball's figure flashed and turned into a golden little milk dragon in mid-air. Miaomiao was stunned for a moment. In just one moment, the little milk dragon

Fire spurted out of her mouth, burning straight towards Miaomiao.

Miaomiao looked at him in surprise, probably because she didn't expect that a little baby less than two months old could breathe fire, so she was stunned on the spot. Fortunately, Beibei used a jade-faced fox fan to melt the little milk dragon's fire.

Otherwise, even her eyebrows would be burned and bald.

Beibei stepped forward: "Are you okay?".

Miaomiao spread her hands in a funny manner, her eyes sparkling, "As expected of the emperor's son, he is so awesome."

Di Qianmo frowned and picked up the meatballs to scold him. He looked up at his father stubbornly, his big eyes were still covered with a layer of mist, and his small mouth was pursed as much as possible. He looked extremely aggrieved.

.

Rouwanzi just doesn't like having to pinch him every time someone comes to the clan. Why does Father want to be so cruel to Rouwanzi...

Miaomiao stepped forward and said, "Emperor, don't lecture Qingcheng anymore." She lowered her head to touch Rouwanzi's head but he avoided it. She chuckled, "Auntie won't touch you anymore, okay?".

Rouwanzi hugged his father's legs, regardless of whether his father who had just scolded him was angry or not, stretched out his hand to give him a pitiful hug.

Di Qianmo sighed and stretched out his arms to hug him. He immediately hugged his neck and lay on his father's shoulders, sobbing loudly.

My father was very cruel to Meatball just now.
Chapter completed!