(MTL)The soft and sticky spirit in Master Yu's eyes is a full-scale boss

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Chapter 191 Ci Maomao is online, a little crying bag

    His little fiancée is still like the bright sun on the horizon, breaking into his world unscrupulously and doing whatever she wants in it.

    The last time he fought with the Yang family, he remembered some memories of the little girl, which almost filled his mind.

    "Cibao, your husband will take you home." Yu Huaizhi held the little girl's hand with a gentle expression and coaxed her softly.

    Jiu Ci was pulled and turned around. He was dazed for a moment, then quickly pulled back his hand and hugged the wine bottle and shrank back, softly rejecting, "I don't."

    "What's the matter?" Yu Huaizhi looked at the squeamish little girl, patiently. Extremely.

    The little girl was thinking of something, her eyes were full of tears, she was aggrieved and sad, "My husband has a dog, he doesn't like me anymore."

    Yu Huaizhi, who has a dog inexplicably, was quite stunned. This is too familiar.

    Looking up at Qin Jiaojiao and Yu Jingshen, who were still noisy, she frowned, probably knowing that Qin Jiaojiao was leading the little girl, and she had a headache and helplessness.

    He held the person in his arms and gently comforted him, softly coaxing, "My husband has no one else, but my husband only has Cibao."

    "My husband loves Cibao very much, and only loves Cibao."

    "Don't cry." Yu Huaizhi held it carefully With Xiaokubao's white and tender face, he bowed his head and kissed piously and tenderly on the other's wet eyelashes.

    "But my husband is a scumbag, and his words are not credible." The little girl retorted with a choked pouting mouth.

    The corner of Yu Huaizhi's mouth twitched by the scumbag, glanced coldly at Qin Jiaojiao, who was held in Yu Jingshen's arms.

    She taught some little girls something.

    Qin Jiaojiao, who was constantly struggling in Yu Jingshen's arms, shuddered inexplicably.

    "Who told your husband to be a scumbag?" Yu Huaizhi rubbed his forehead.

    "My husband is, he came back to find other women, not me, and he would find others but not me when he was ill."

    It was rare for the drunk and confused little girl to be able to question him clearly, looking up at her reddish face and looking so sad.

    "Husband treats you wholeheartedly." Yu Huaizhi chuckled softly, suddenly thinking of something that made the smile on his lips deeper, and dazzling light flashed in his dark eyes.

    "You look jealous, but it's cute and tight." Yu Huaizhi pinched the little girl's tender face in a good mood, with a smile on his brows.

    Knowing that the little girl was concerned about Shengchu's affairs, Yu Huaizhi held the confused little crying bag and kissed her on the forehead gently.

    "Since you don't like her, then I won't see her anymore."

    "Jealous little crying bag." Yu Huaizhi was very happy when he saw the little girl who was jealous for him.

    The delicate and beautiful face is filled with a doting smile, which makes him even more unique.

    Ku Baoci stopped crying, widened her eyes and stared blankly, opened her mouth slightly, stretched out her small hand and touched the face of the beautiful woman in front of her.