"Does this uncle have one?" He raised his eyebrows. The child in his arms had almost the same appearance as him, and even his angry look was exactly the same.
"Yes," Atobuhe said with a serious look on his little face, "Dad must be jealous of Xiaohe being more handsome, so he wanted to make Xiaohe look uglier so that no one would compete with you for his mother."
Dad must be, so as long as he is around, he can only play a pitiful supporting role. As long as he is around, he is an invincible little beauty who sees people, flowers bloom, and cars with flat tires.
A man can only be the second best. Of course, the first place was snatched away by his gorgeous father.
"What an unattractive child," Atobe Keigo said with a smile on his slightly raised lips. Even the usually sharp corners of his eyes were filled with tenderness at this time, and Atobe might just be holding his neck.
, looking unhappy
He is obviously very gorgeous
Walking to the side of Jia Gaoji's private car, Atobe Keigo handed the Atobe to Kachi behind him.
"He left it to you"
"Yes," Huachi hugged the child in his arms tightly and nodded to Atobe Keigo. He still spoke in the same way. Atobe flattened his mouth. There was a mother in the car. He
He wants mother, but he doesn’t want Uncle Huadi
However, before he had time to object, Uncle Huadi had already pushed him into another car.
Atobe Keigo sat in the car, and a very young girl was sleeping in the car at this time. She was sleeping very soundly. Atobe Keigo took off his clothes and covered her body. He leaned down and gently
He kissed her face gently, but the girl just moved her eyelashes slightly, but did not wake up.
"Have you really turned into a piggy? How can you sleep like this?" He stretched out his hand and pinched her face gently, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and meditated. Time passed so quickly. His son has grown so big.
Yes, I look like him, but I don’t know whose personality he resembles?
And his little maid is currently studying music in France. He has also taken over the Atobe Group, but occasionally he still plays tennis with the previous group of guys.
Growing up is actually not a bad thing
In the big manor of Franconia, Atobe held Huaji's thigh to hide his little body. He stretched out his little head and looked around.
Also, the danger is over, it's safe here
He let go of his birch legs and jumped out
But before he could be happy, a pair of long legs stood in front of him. He lowered his head or looked at the black leather shoes in front of him. He wanted to cry. Stop rubbing his face. He wanted to
He's so handsome, he doesn't want to be compared to his father.
A pair of big hands hugged him, and he felt something was wrong. He smelled something good. He suddenly raised his head, and his little lips smiled widely.
"Uncle" he quickly hugged the man's neck tightly, and rubbed his little head against his uncle's face from time to time. The hair of the two of them, one big and one small, shone golden in the sun.
"Little guy, do you miss your uncle?" Sayato pinched Atobe's little face.
"I think," Atobu nodded vigorously. Seeing that it was him, he was no longer afraid. His uncle was the one who loved him the most. As long as he didn't pinch his face anymore, look, he was pinching him.