The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

Jiang Fan's face was neither angry nor happy, and he asked in an unclear tone, "This is the gift you gave me?"

Yuanxi nodded: "Yes, cute!"

Jiang Fan laughed angrily, stretched out his hand to pull the little girl over, and looked at the little girl's gift on the carpet indifferently.

He gritted his teeth and asked softly, "Where did you see that—I like this thing?"

Yuan Xi blinked and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Jiang Fan put a hand on the back of the girl's head and kissed it.

The words were drowned between the lips and teeth.

"Not as cute as you."

The long night was long, and he had time to ask the little girl, where did he see that he liked ragdolls.

After this night, Yuanxi felt that Jiang Fan seemed to have gone bad.

Asked her weird questions all night and didn't let her sleep.

Didn't he sleep with the doll every night?

It took her a long time to come up with this great gift!

As a result, he didn't take good intentions.

snort!

The little girl bit her swollen lips and thought angrily that she would break up with Jiang Fan unilaterally for two minutes.

No, five minutes!

The sky was slightly bright, and Yuanxi thought so before falling asleep.

In the afternoon, he woke up in Jiang Fan's arms.

The little girl rubbed her eyes with her white and tender hands, yawned, looked at Jiang Fan with her watery eyes, and said coquettishly, "I'm hungry."

Jiang Fan put the book down, lowered his head and kissed the little girl's forehead.

The voice was slightly hoarse: "Go to the restaurant? Or should I bring it to you?"

Yesterday, the little girl hadn't eaten much all day. Until now, Jiang Fan had long thought that the other party would be hungry when he woke up, and he had prepared meals long ago.

Yuanxi felt that her body was still a little sore, and she didn't want to move, but it was not good to eat in the room.

In the few seconds she was struggling, Jiang Fan had already made a decision for her.

"I'll bring it here."

Watching the little girl finish her meal, Jiang Fan cleaned up the tableware and settled the bills when he came back.

He stretched out his hand to wrap the little girl in his arms, pinched her little face, and turned his eyes to the huge little bear doll still lying on the carpet.

"Tell me, where did you think I liked this thing?"

It had been a night, and Yuanxi had already realized that she might have given the wrong gift.

Jiang Fan may really dislike the little bear doll.

She pulled the hand pinching her face down and held it.

He coaxed him softly and said, "Don't be angry, I didn't know you didn't like little bear dolls."

Jiang Fan's brows loosened, and he was about to speak when he heard the little girl say, "Next time I will give you a doll you like."

Yuanxi was a little annoyed.

The gifts were not given correctly.

But she thought the little bear doll was really cute.

Jiang Fan: "..."

Jiang Fan endured it for a few seconds, but he couldn't help it and laughed angrily.

"Who told you I like dolls?"

It was only then that Yuan Xi realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.

Holding Jiang Fan's hand, he looked at Jiang Fan with watery eyes, and whispered, "You always hold me to sleep, don't you think of me as a baby?"

Jiang Fan: "..."

He gritted his teeth lightly, lowered his head and bit on the little girl's soft lips. After all, he was reluctant to use too much force, and only used his teeth to helplessly grind it a few times.

He hugged her and smelled the sweet scent of the little girl, he said:

"I like you, so I hold you."

"If you have to talk about dolls, I like dolls like you."