Your Excellency, I love you!

His heart trembled slightly, and he couldn't tell what it was like, but his movements obviously sped up.

The long legs walked directly to the sofa.

Little Taozi seemed to have discovered him, her short and fat limbs tried hard to prop up, but failed again, she lay there like a fat fish, her fleshy little hands grabbed at the suit pants of the man in front of her. Go, smack her pink mouth, "Ah... puff..."

Mo Shiche looked down at her, his body was slightly stiff.

He had never been in contact with a creature like a baby, and looked down at the round body on the sofa, and was stunned for half a minute.

His daughter?

He... and Luo Qiangwei's daughter?

Reason was telling him that it was impossible, but there was still a self-deceiving expectation in his head.

The man slowly squatted down, his black eyes were level with the little girl's big, bright black eyes, his thin lips outlined a slight arc, and his voice was clean and hoarse, "Little one, where is your mother?"

Xiao Taozi stared at him with wide eyes, her tender face trembled because of the fleshiness, her saliva flowed to her chin, she tried her best to stretch out her little fat hand towards the man, "Ba...ba... ..."

Eighty-eight... 64?

Can you memorize the multiplication table at such a young age?

Mo Shiche also looked at her. Being so close, he could only feel the sweet scent of milk in his nose. He frowned slightly, and tentatively stretched out a slender finger towards her.

Little Taozi held his finger.

In the next second, he pulled it over and put it directly in his mouth, as if he wanted to eat it, "Ah... eat..."

Mo Shi Chejun's face darkened, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

With empty palms, Xiao Taozi blinked her big eyes for a second, then cried out with her mouth crooked, "Woo..."

Mo Shiche, "..."

He quickly stood up, frowning tightly. It was the first time he saw a baby crying in front of him. The subconscious first reaction in his mind was not to hug and coax him, but... to knock him out...

There was a rattling sound from the stairs.

The woman ran down wearing slippers, and said sweetly, "Little Taozi, why are you crying?"

Looking up and seeing the man standing quietly beside the sofa, Luo Qiangwei was slightly startled, then frowned and said, "When did you come back, and you don't hug the baby when it cries, how can you be a father?"

dad.

Mo Shiche's deep black pupils were filled with thick emotions. He watched the woman pick up the little girl, coaxing her in an unskilled manner, "Don't cry, baby, look, your father is here, right?" Isn't it handsome?"

Xiao Taozi was crying with tears and snot all over her fleshy face, sobbing pitifully, when she heard the word father, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the man in front of her.

Then the chubby little lotus root arms stretched out towards him, "Ba..."

Mo Shiche looked at the little girl.

The arm is also slightly raised.

In the next second, the woman's cool voice came out, with a lazy smile, "Mr. Mo is really happy. Ms. Sheng's daughter is so cute, she can already be called Dad."

Mo Shiche's raised hand paused, and then his whole body froze.

He looked at her, his pupils constricted heavily, "Whose child are you talking about?"

Luo Qiangwei saw the deep disappointment in the man's eyes, but she didn't feel the pleasure of revenge at all. She laughed at herself and thought, maybe he was looking forward to their child too much, which surprised her?

Sure enough, I have loved him for too long...so I always unconsciously indulge in the hope he gave me.