As soon as Sikong Xuan was pulled in, he stepped forward and took someone from her arms.
Li Ruo looked at him with suspicion in his eyes: "Sikong Xuan, what's wrong with you? Why do I always feel that you are a little crazy?"
"No, I just want to hug him." He looked at the person in his arms and didn't know how to tease him, so he just pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled stiffly.
"Daddy."
A childish voice sounded, and the room was quiet for a while, and then an unwilling voice came: "Stupid son, why do you bark when you meet people? You only have a mommy and no daddy, do you understand?"
"Mommy."
"Hey, come on, Mommy, give me a hug. Sikong Xuan, please return my son to me." Li Ruo suddenly smiled and stretched out his arms.
But Sikong Xuan ignored her and looked at the person in his arms with a smile in his eyes: "Hun'er, call me daddy."
The person in his arms bit his finger and looked at him for a long time, then softly shouted: "Mommy."
"Call me daddy." The corner of Sikong Xuan's mouth twitched, and he shouted as if he was determined not to give up.
"Mommy." A crisp voice sounded.
Sikong Xuan could read the disdain in his eyes. God, he must have been dazzled.
Li Ruo laughed on the bed and said: "Son, it's so powerful. Mommy hurts. Mommy will feed you milk every day from now on."
"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy." And Lihun shouted several times as if he had taken some stimulant.
Shen Tushao looked at the three people in front of him, and suddenly had the illusion that they were just like a family, and felt a little sad.
"Hun'er, call me Godfather Shen Tushao. If you need money from now on, you can ask your godfather. If you want anything, you can ask your godfather." Li Ruo looked at the lonely man beside him and felt unhappy.
When she said this, a smile appeared on Shen Tushao's lips, and he took Li Hun from Sikong Xuan's hand: "Hun'er, do you remember your mother's words? If you have any problems in the future, please contact your godfather."
Li Hun's dark eyes rolled, and then he shouted in a milky voice: "Fuck...fuck mommy."
The room suddenly became quiet. Shen Tushao looked at him with a dark look on his face and said, "Hun'er, I'm a man. You have to call me godfather."
"Fuck mommy." Li Hun still didn't change his words and looked at Li Ruo on the bed.
"Tutor, this is a tutor. Hehe, my son is so good. From now on, just call him mommy." Li Ruo's face was filled with a proud smile. She didn't expect that her words would be remembered by her son at such a young age.
"Ruoer, I am a man."
Shen Tushao originally wanted her to say something for him, but he didn't expect that this lifelong title would be finalized.
Li Ruo smiled sweetly at him:
"My son is still young. I want to correct his values. I can't change my values just now because his simple little mind won't be able to react. When he grows up, he will understand."
"Son, call me daddy." Seeing them talking and laughing, Sikong Xuan felt an unknown fire in his heart. He grabbed Li Hun and said with eyes wide open.
"Son? Who is your son? Sikong Xuan, can you please don't identify your relatives for me? My son's father, who deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell, has long since died."
Sikong Xuan opened his mouth again, but seeing the look of hatred and disdain on her face, he swallowed the words again. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, fearing to lose her.
Hua Qingyu disappeared, and with her disappearance, many slaves in Maplewood Villa also disappeared inexplicably.
But the originally cold owner Sikong Xuan had a smile on his face.