"Uncle Yushou, stop, raise your hands! Just leave without looking at Angelica when you come. It's so boring!"
Yu Shou knew who it was without turning around. Their little angel—it was the little angel Danggui Yeye who delivered the baby with his own hands!
Angelica is a traditional Chinese medicine. He didn't know why Yue Yue gave him this name. He still remembered that after she gave birth to the child, Siji held it to her and she said the word "Angelica" and fell asleep.
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At this moment, the little angel Angelica Children's Shoes was aiming at the imperial guard with her hand pointing in the shape of a gun, accusing her in a serious tone with her wrinkled and fleshy face.
Unable to help laughing, Yu Shou quickly raised his hands and turned around. Then, when little Angelica wasn't paying attention, he rushed to his side with one step and held this chubby and adorable little angel in his arms.
, pinched his soft cheek, and whispered coaxingly, "Danggui, do you miss your uncle?"
"Hey, why isn't Uncle Elf here?" Danggui had a serious expression and did not answer Yu Shou's words. She struggled in his arms for a few times, pursed her lips and suddenly became happy again, "Did Uncle Elf abandon you? So?
Do you want to come to me for comfort? Well - well, Angelica reluctantly misses you!"
Yushou was stunned.
If it weren't for that sweet childish voice, who would have dared to say that he was only six years old? He pinched his cheek and said, "You brat, why don't you miss your uncle Yushou so much? Your elf uncle is in the yard.
'Baking in the sun'!"
Angelica's dark eyes widened, "Ah, Uncle Yushou, Angelica sympathizes with you, why do you fall in love with such an inconspicuous elf uncle! You bask in the sun every June, ugh——"
Yu Shou felt a dark cloud covering his head, and his eyebrows twitched a little. But he still held on to Dang Gui, "Well, yes, Uncle Yu Shou is so pitiful, Dang Gui needs to comfort me!"
"Uncle Yushou, don't worry. I'll ask March Niu to find a few more for you later. Do you like the aggressive type or the passive type -"
Yu Shou's eyebrows were almost distorted, and he stared at the ceiling speechlessly. How did he teach this kid in March? Every time he saw him, he kept making shocking remarks, which frightened him to the point of trembling.
Helpless, he couldn't help pinching Angelica's little face again, pretending to be bitter about his enchanting handsome face, "But what should I do? Uncle Yushou only likes your elf uncle!"
"Alas -" When the kid from Angelica heard this, he sighed like a little adult, stretched out his short arm and patted Yu Shou's body a few times, comforting him: "Uncle Yu Shou, then you are hopeless."
"Haha——" Yu Shou really couldn't hold it in any longer, the little Angelica kid was simply too cute, and the way this little adult spoke made him unable to put it down.
Hu Yueyue, who was burying her head at the computer and typing on the keyboard, didn't even raise her head. Because this kind of scene happened almost every day, and she was used to it.
No, after she finished the word count for the day, she closed the computer and glanced at Yu Shou lightly, with a faint smile on her face, "How about you and Shiki stay for dinner, but you have to do it yourself!"
"Okay, no problem!" Holding Angelica in his arms, he rushed into the kitchen excitedly. To be honest, he didn't know how to do these things before. He learned them all in the past seven years.
The reason is that one day his Shiji and a certain girl were sitting together to discuss, and the expression of a man's love for someone began——