Chapter 246: Cool Baby Playing Treasure and Kicking You Without Discussing 15
The eight potato chips he just sprouted are not sharp yet. In fact, they cannot make a squeaking sound. He can only soak the potato chips with saliva to soften them before eating, but the cool momentum seems to make a squeaking sound.
sound.
The man sitting on the sofa squinted his eyes, but the little girl was not frightened at all by his cold eyes and did not dare to come closer.
He continued to eat potato chips and walked towards him with his calves shaking.
Watch him through the eyes of a 17-month-old baby.
The man on the sofa glanced at him again, his face darkened because the kid had just left a hot, wet urine pool on his pants.[
No one has ever dared to pee on his body. This little baby is the first and only one, but he has no way to do anything with this little baby.
If you be harsh to him, he will show a giggling smile instead. Those two slightly dimples are particularly attractive and make the hand he wants to wave towards his butt unable to fall.
But if you tease him in a pleasant manner, he will squint his eyes and pull you like a 250-year-old, and he won't take you seriously at all!
How can a child have so many expressions and such a variety of faces?
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The little one continued to eat well, but his pants fell down a bit as he walked. The pants the servant bought temporarily for him were really big, and they would fall off from time to time, exposing his white and tender vagina.
No, he just took two steps, whoosh
The pants fell to the knees again. The little one was extremely dissatisfied. Then he threw the fries on the ground, squatted down with his whole body, grabbed the pants with his two small arms, and tried to lift them up.
"Haha!" The man on the sofa finally couldn't help laughing.
The little one glanced at the adult who was laughing at him, and his temper suddenly rose. Hehe, he actually dared to laugh at him. It was because he wore such big pants for himself that he always made a fool of himself.
Immediately, he walked over to the sofa in a hurry, swayed, lifted his calf and kicked the man's thigh.
Laugh again! Laugh again! I’ll kick you to death! Hum!
After the little one finished kicking him, he stretched out his hand to wipe the snot from his nose, then took the finger that held the snot and wiped it hard on the man's expensive trousers!
Then he continued to hum, and made eye contact with the man with his little eyes!
The look in his eyes seemed to say: How is it? So what if I kick you? So what if I smear my nose on you? If you dare, let’s fight!