Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

"Papa."

Su Ye paused slightly, looked back, the soft light from the crack of the door hit the delicate eyebrows and eyes, the man lazily asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Sangsang puffed her face, wanted to apologize, but couldn't say it, after all, she didn't think she was wrong, "I..."

Seeing her dragging her milky voice, the man hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word. Thinking of his girl's angry appearance just now, he simply sat by the bed and had a heart-to-heart talk with her.

"Why are you angry? Huh?"

Su Ye leaned over shamelessly, his slender eyelashes fell slightly, and a pair of red phoenix eyes were very attractive.

He asked patiently, "Can you talk to Dad?"

The little guy subconsciously stretched out his hand to push him away, shrunk his neck slightly, his white and tender face was buried under the quilt, and she turned her head away, ignoring Su Ye at all.

This really made Su Ye laugh angrily, "You still have a big temper at such a young age."

Ye Sang held her little hands behind her back, her hair was blown up, she straightened her waist, and her little child's voice was cute, "My grandfather said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the sons of mice can make holes~"

Su Ye: "..."

He felt that this little bastard was connoting himself.

"Who do you say is a mouse? Huh?" The man licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and smiled angrily.

The little guy said Nuo Nuo: "...you."

Su Ye: "..."

"I'm a human." He squinted at her, "If you dare to say that your father is a mouse, believe it or not, neither of us will have a good time tonight?"

This posture of dying together startled the children.

She twitched her small mouth, her pupils were clear and she couldn't hold back her rebuttal, "That Sangsang is also a human being, not an object."

"?" A question mark appeared above Su Ye's head.

"Who treated you as an object?" The man lazily pocketed with one hand, tilted his head and stared at her for a few seconds, only to feel that he was becoming more and more unable to understand the child's thinking.

The child was lying on the bed, and asked with reason and evidence, "Then why did Papa send Sangsang away so casually?"

She used to be grandpa's baby too.

It is not an item that is randomly given away.

Su Ye was silent for a moment, "I just think..."

"It's not good to take you to another city."

So I'm going to send it to someone else.

Ye Sang blinked, "But children are not objects."

She will be unhappy too.

"I've said before, respect is mutual." The little guy shook his head slightly and said, "But Papa can't listen to other people's words at all."

Ye Sang raised her head unhappily, and the little milk voice emphasized seriously, "Sang Sang wants to follow Papa."

But the other party obviously didn't give her a chance to speak, and decided who to send it to.

It's really no different from delivering goods.

...

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Su Ye pressed his eyebrows, his voice slightly hoarse. At this moment, he finally realized that raising a child might not be as easy as he imagined.

Ye Sang sniffed, hugged her knees, her round eyes were clear: "Because I'm a child."

The little guy raised his face, his mouth drooped slightly as he spoke, as if hanging an oil pot, he shook his head in aggrieved way, "Adults don't care what children say."

Adults never care about what children think, this is everyone's default thinking.

Su Ye was completely dumbfounded, unable to refute.

Honestly.

Ye Sang is definitely the most different child he has ever seen.

From logic to thinking, every word drives people to the wall.

Other children may not care what the other person thinks. But this one in front of me...

Obviously not to be treated like a normal child.

At this moment, Su Ye finally realized the problem.

The man took a deep breath and sat on the bed. He moved his lips for a long time, lowered his face, and asked her tentatively, "From now on, when Dad makes a decision, he will be the first to ask your wishes, okay?"

The little girl hesitated for a moment, and the little girl shook her head. Finally, under Su Ye's gaze, Nuo Nuo said hello.

Su Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, kissed her fair and tender face, and rolled his eyes with a smile, "Then, good night?"

The little girl's face was buried in the quilt, and the voice of the little milk slowly elongated, "Night~Hi~"

After speaking, Ye Sang thought about the upcoming competition, she hesitated for a moment, and asked quietly without holding back the expectation, "Sang Sang will be good tomorrow, can Papa come back with the world crown?"

Regarding this question, Su Ye actually had no idea in his heart.

The man bent down slightly and pinched her small face, and met the girl's round cat eyes for a while, his pupils moved slightly, and said in a low voice, "Although I don't want to disappoint Sangsang."

"But the matter of World Crown..."

Not to mention him, in fact, even the coaches and the others had no hope.

The little girl shook her head, her soft curly hair hung around her waist, she lowered her head and said word by word: "But..."

In the dream, the World Crown is theirs.

Even though no one in the HL team had hoped, Ye Sang felt that they were the champions.

Su Ye raised his eyebrows, seeing that she hesitated to speak, he couldn't help but chuckled, "But what?"

Ye Sang shook her head slightly, remembering the sentence that cheap dad laughed at her not long ago:

——Dreams have everything.

She pouted, but said nothing.

Knowing a daughter is like a father, Su Ye squinted his eyes, glanced at her, and sneered, only thinking that a child is a child, and everything on his mind is written on his face.

He said lazily, "The first time HL won the world championship was a few years ago..."

After a pause, Su Ye chuckled and said, "Honestly speaking, since I left the arena, I really haven't thought about coming back."

There are indeed many things that have been experienced from leaving to rebuilding.

The pressure of public opinion and the goals given by the company.

Training day and night.

Ye Sang couldn't see these things, maybe in the eyes of the children, these things were just passing by.

Ye Sang listened to the other party's speech, her little head lowered slightly, a little sleepy, she shook her head, and her hair curled up.

It looks so cute.

The man propped his chin slightly, his expression was laziness and he looked a little lonely, he said slowly: "If you lose again, you may not see Ye Li and the others."

It was disbanded once, and this time it came back. It is not only the desire of some fans for them to win the championship again, but also the wish of everyone in the HL team.

It's just whether they can win, who can say for sure.

"But the World Crown is yours."

Ye Sang thought of what a fan said when HL disbanded, her eyes lit up, her childish voice was soft and waxy, and she repeated earnestly:

"May you stay away for many years, and return with faith."

Not just because of the dream, Ye Sang believed in them from the beginning.

The reason why faith is faith is not just because of games.

Maybe they never liked more than games.

Su Ye was taken aback.

"Papa." The little girl raised her face slightly, her pupils were clear, she acted softly and softly: "Show Sangsang a world crown, okay?"

Ye Sang was not here when HL was at its peak, and he never saw HL lift the Silver Dragon Cup with his own eyes.

Su Ye lowered his eyes, and after a while, he smiled and hummed: "Okay."

Take a world crown and show it to his baby.

This time, it was not only for faith, but also for her.