Xiaoyou laughed immediately, she held the fried egg without pinching it.

Just drooping eyes and wandering.

Su Li took two glasses of cocktails and gave one to Xiaoyou: "That girl doesn't look like your body."

Xiaoyou was startled.

Su Li took a sip of his wine and looked at Song Zhishi and his daughter from afar.

The little girl would step on Song Zhishi's thigh, nibbling on the cake while babbling.

Su Li's eyes fell on the little girl's round face, and he continued, "It's not like Song Zhishi either."

Probably because she noticed the scrutiny, the little girl suddenly stopped her playful movements, she turned her head blankly, and looked at Su Li.

Su Li smiled kindly at the girl.

The little girl immediately turned her face away, leaned on Song Zhishi's shoulder and began to cry loudly. She also pulled Song Zhishi's collar, pointed out hard, and wanted to leave.

Xiaoyou carefully looked at the little girl's face, and found that what Su Li said was right.

Although the little girl's facial features haven't grown yet, Xiaoyou's familiar face, this little girl, doesn't look like her at all.

The little girl was crying so hard that Song Zhishi had to coax her and left the rest area quickly.

Xiaoyou watched the two of them leave, and after a while, she sighed: "Su Li, you really...have no chance of having children."

Su Li: "..."

Xiaoyou continued to say heartlessly: "Just looking at it makes people cry. No wonder your... fried egg is a ball."

Fried egg: "?"

Xiaoyou looked down at the fried egg and pinched it hard.

The fried egg suddenly made a "chirp".

Xiaoyou was amused by the sound of the fried egg, she pinched it again, and then slowly pinched the fried egg back to the rolling round shape.

"But...thank you."

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