"No!" The little girl turned away her face proudly and walked away.
Meng Beichen came to his senses and said to Teacher Lin: "I promise that Xiaorou will be fine and I will send her back before school."
Teacher Lin seemed to have noticed something. He nodded and greeted the other children. From the corner of his eye, he saw the tall figure following the little girl, and was a little startled.
Is this the person in Han Yixing's heart? The father of that troublesome genius girl?
After walking out of the kindergarten, Han Xiaorou stopped, curled her lips, and raised her face to look at the person behind her. Why is he so tall? He is taller than her godfather.[
"I want to eat KFC."
Meng Beichen was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately, "Okay, you can eat whatever you want!"
As he spoke, he reached out and took her little hand. It was so soft that it could barely cover his palm. He thought of the other pair of hands. He had always liked her hands.
The memories made his head hurt slightly, but he felt very happy.
Han Xiaorou didn't pull away this time, and smiled at him, with a gleaming look in her eyes.
Meng Beichen was in a daze, and the little girl's bright smile almost made him dizzy.
Fei Xiluo drove the car and opened the rear door for them. Meng Beichen protected her and got into the car, remembering the shock and surprise he had received in this car two days ago.
When the car started, Han Xiaorou moved around and looked around. She was small, and after a while she climbed onto the seat and tried to stand up, as if to see if the roof of the car could touch her.
head.
Meng Beichen pulled her down and held her on his lap, "Don't move around."
He reached out to touch her hair, and couldn't help but touch her little face. As a child, it actually made him a little curious.
Han Xiaorou sat on his lap and swung her feet, shouting unhappily: "I don't like others to take care of me!"
"In this aspect, you have to let people take care of you." Meng Beichen felt that sometimes talking to her was like talking to an adult. This child was really smart.
"That's not you either, humph, you made my mommy sad!" She glared at him, rubbed her little body in his arms, and kicked him with her feet, like an angry little leopard.