The cute cub is weak and helpless, and does not want to become popular [Entertainment Circle]

The little motorcycle made a big circle in the yard, circled back, and drove slowly towards the kitchen.

Yuan Zheng propped his hands in front of the window, looking lovingly at the little figure's back.

How could his brother want to monopolize such a cute little one by himself.

While Ye Nanzhou was eating breakfast, he listened to Xiao Lotus pushing the small bench to sit beside his lap, with his round head snuggled up against his lap.

Little Lotus pouted: "Dad~Dad~"

Ye Nanzhou touched his little face: "Dad is here. What's the matter? Tell Dad?"

Xiao Ou hugged her father's calf tightly, rubbing her face against her father's palm, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle said he wanted to spank Xiao Ou's ass."

Ye Nanzhou asked, "Why?"

Xiao Ou told Ye Nanzhou exactly what he had said to his uncle.

Ye Nanzhou rubbed the little baby's head: "Uncle is indeed not fat, but...he is healthy. And fat is also very good. We can't always talk about other people's figures, it's very impolite. Do you know?"

"Is it like this?" Xiao Ou thought for a while, and said to her father, "Dad, from now on, Xiao Ou should not say that, and Xiao Ou should not be an impolite child."

Ye Nanzhou tapped the tip of the little baby's nose: "Okay, baby be good."

Xiao Lotus hugged her father's leg and rubbed against her father like a furry animal.

Seeing this, Grandpa Chen rubbed the hair on Tangtang's neck and said with a smile, "Little lotus root, you look like Tangtang now."

Be a little pet around dad, fart and fart.

Tangtang is not like this either, Tangtang still has a "dog" temper, and he doesn't rub against people so greasy every day.

Yuan Zheng came in with long legs, and heard that the little one had a flattering look, and he was so obedient when talking to his brother, what's the matter talking to himself?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xiao Ou turned her head and smiled at her uncle with her lips pursed, her cheeks bulging. "Uncle, Xiaoou won't say you are fat from now on, because Dad said that Uncle is not fat."

Yuan Zheng: It doesn't work if I say it, but do I have to say it?

Just as he was about to speak, the little boy boasted earnestly: "Uncle is very handsome, handsome with great strength!" Yuan Zheng was moved: Yes, it was his own.