Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

With her short legs, as if she was floating, she ran to the stall.

He swallowed, wanting to eat.

However, she has no money.

The little girl tugged at the corner of her clothes for a long time, hugged the puppy tightly in her arms, and swallowed.

hungry.

want to eat.

In the past, she always went out with her father and never thought about money. Now she has no money on her own.

Ye Sang wilted.

The little head hangs down.

She rubbed her eyes, rubbed her chin against the puppy, and muttered, "When will we arrive?"

Ye Sang wanted to sleep.

The little milk dog also lay obediently in the arms of the little master to keep her warm. If you calculate the distance, it should not be far away, but if you go to the imperial capital, it depends on who she is looking for.

The places where her cheap daddies work are different.

The closest one should be Gu Sheng's.

The little milk dog looked up at the little guy who was as dirty as if he had picked it up from the trash can, and felt very distressed.

woo woo woo.

Their family Sangsang is too miserable.

However, at this time, I can't help much, all it can do is to find a way to bring her to Gu Sheng's crew as soon as possible, so as not to make their cubs unable to eat.

"Little friend, where is your mother?"

Ye Sang stood there for quite a while, plus she was all dirty, and she was holding a little milk dog in her arms, looking sluggish, it's not difficult to remind people of a little beggar.

They belong to a township here, and most of the children from poor families usually look like her, and the little guy stood there for a long time, probably hungry.

Ye Sang is a polite baby.

But at this moment, she probably knew that it was a bad behavior for her to run away from home, so she pursed her lips and didn't say the reason.

The man felt more and more pity in his heart. Seeing her pitiful appearance, under the flood of fatherly love, he squatted down and touched Ye Sang's head, and said empathetically, "It's okay, it's okay if you don't want to say it."

"Want some noodles? Uncle will pay for you."

He came from the city and happened to go home to visit his parents, so he was going back to the city at this time.

It's not short of a bowl of noodles, and the little girl looks sensible, so it's a good deed.

Ye Sang's small mouth was slightly pursed, and the dimples were exposed, and the little milk voice was Nuo Nuo: "Is it okay?"

The man smiled and said, "Of course."

"Uncle will take you home after eating, okay?"

The little girl is holding her little hands behind her back and shrinking her neck. She is still wearing the pipa jacket she wore at home. After all, the temperature in the two worlds is still different. It will be near the Chinese New Year, and it will be too cold outside.

Ye Sang sucked her nose from the cold, hugged the little milk dog tightly, and became even more listless.

Daimao swayed for a while, his curled eyelashes trembled, and he nodded obediently with his small mouth pursed.

She dragged her little milk voice: "Thank you uncle~"

The voice was soft and glutinous, with a smell of milk, flooding the man's cute fatherly love. He smiled kindly twice, stretched out his hand and touched the little girl's head, sighing in his heart.

What a good boy.

No matter how poor the family is, they can't have poor children. Look at the thin clothes and dirty body. If you don't know it, you might think you just came out of a beggar's den.

When the boss brought up the noodles, Ye Sang lowered her head and swallowed, and slowly cooled the noodles, eating small bites, the steaming hot noodles didn't feel so cold anymore.

The little guy was quiet the whole time, and he looked like he had received a good education. The man sat beside him, looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't help his curiosity, and asked directly: "Little girl, where are your family members?"

"Where's your father?"

"Why are you here alone?"

Look what this does.

Dirty all over.

How irresponsible are the parents.

The little girl ate and ate, tears fell down, she was hungry, cold, and scared, when someone asked about her father, Ye Sang lowered her head, swallowed and cried, her eyes were red: "Dad is not here..."

"Sangsang wants to find her father."

not there?

The man looked at Ye Sang with more pity.

The co-author is still a left-behind child.

"Then you shouldn't run around anymore." He sighed, but he understood the thoughts of the children now, so he persuaded him earnestly: "You stay at home obediently, your father will definitely come home."

"Hey, let's go home, shall we?"

Ye Sang stubbornly shook her little head, she lowered her head, tears fell patter, sniffed, hugged her puppy tightly, and cried a little, "...but, but there is no father at home."

Children are greedy.

They don't know how to choose, they just want the people they like to be around.

As expected, Zhang Wenyue was given a headache by her.

Is this co-author a brat who ran away from home looking for his father?

The attitude of the other party is quite firm. He is not out of kindness, but encountered a problem.

But now that you have encountered it, you can't ignore it.

Otherwise, who knows what could happen to such a small child.

"How about it, kid." The man took a deep breath and decided to discuss it with her in a friendly voice, "Where is your mother? Where do you live? Uncle will take you back, okay?"

Ye Sang hugged her puppy tightly: "Don't go home."

She bit her small nipple seriously, "I want to find my father."

looking for dad...

Zhang Wen couldn't help itching for a while.

bad boy! !

I don't think I've ever been beaten.

In such a cold day, I looked at the father of a five-year-old child looking for a hammer.

"Your father doesn't know which construction site is moving bricks. What kind of father are you looking for? No!" He patted the table, probably intimidating her: "Be honest with me, or do you believe that uncle will send you to the police station?"

Zhang Wenyue is usually a social elite, wearing a suit and leather shoes, he is very good at bluffing people.

The average child is already frightened and overwhelmed.

But can Ye Sang be an ordinary person?

When her father was angry, she could say a few words without fear of death. Now, instead of being frightened, she leaned closer to him and obediently asked, "Then, can I see my father when I send him to the police station?"

Huo Yao also wanted to send her to the police station the first time he saw her.

Are police stations really that fun?

Zhang Wenyue: "..."

Are all the children in this country so skinny?

How dare you ask him! !

"No." The man took a deep breath, glanced at her, and said, "Your father doesn't know where the construction site is moving bricks. If you really let your father know because of such a trivial matter as you running away from home, you can't bear the quilt." The danger of the boss deducting wages came to the police station to pick you up, kid, do you have a good conscience?"

Ye Sang's small head didn't turn around, she slightly hugged her belongings, blinked her eyes, puzzled: "Will Dad be deducted from salary?"

Zhang Wenyu nodded, firmly: "Of course!"

he said in his heart.

You are so skinny.

If you don’t deduct your father’s salary, whose salary will be deducted?