The soft little face was flushed, and the black and white eyes were shining with strange light.

"Okay, uncle, beg me."

Rush waving his little hand.

Feng Yu felt it was a little strange, but he couldn't see something was wrong, so he didn't think much about it.

"Hey Jenny, I'll go find Su, please help me look at Ruanruan."

Jenny is Kalena's agent and is currently fighting against her artists.

"God, I may not have so many eyes and hands to look at the child, oh... Kalena is not k here, right? Why are you going crazy here? I just said, don't let her drink!"

Jenny was almost madly angry by her own artist.

Feng Yu “…………”

He looked at Ruolin, who was well-behaved and quietly sitting on the sofa, and there should be no problem, so he walked out.

At this moment, Su Yan was entangled.

As soon as he came out of the toilet, a woman suddenly rushed over, with her clothes messy, and rushed towards him.

It's Ilia, that crazy woman.

Tears were hanging on her face, and she held Su Yan's hand and insisted that she was pregnant with Su Yan's child. At this moment, there were already many people around the toilet. Su Yan couldn't break free for a while, so she never returned to the private room.

Ruanruan sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the front of her mouth muttering and calling her father and master.

After a while, she jumped off the sofa, carried her small bag, opened the door of the box and walked out.

The two women in the private room who were in a mess did not notice at all. The little guy who had been sitting obediently was gone.

"Dad, Dad, Dad has gone to the toilet, where is the toilet?"

After Ruantuntuan left the box door, his eyes were confused and he didn't know where to go.

Standing at the door, I looked at both sides of the corridor with my toes, and found that there were a lot of people on one side, so I walked over with a small step, but it was noisy and my soft head hurt.

The little guy curled his lips and patted his little head. Su Yan's father was definitely not here, so he turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor on the other side.

There are toilets at both ends of the restaurant's private room. They softly tidy up their legs and ran to the other side, then stood in front of the toilet, bit their fingers and looked at the two signs on it, and then abandoned the signs of the women's toilet without hesitation and ran into the men's toilet.

She remembered that when she went to pick up Mu Shen’s father last time, Su Yan’s father took her into the toilet with that sign.

The little face was blushing and soft, burying his head and running into the men's bathroom, then hitting a pair of tall, straight and long legs.

The man with sharp facial features lowered his head slightly, and casually held a cigarette in his thin lips. The red sparks on the cigarette butts flickered, and the white smoke floated up, covering his deep eyes, making it impossible to see the expression in his eyes.

The slender finger cigarette was taken off, and a circle of white mist popped out from An Qing's mouth. Looking at the little guy who saved his legs, he laughed in a dull voice.

"Little guy, you've gone to the wrong place."

The soft big eyes were already a little confused. Xiaopang covered his forehead with his hands and rubbed it twice, then stepped back slightly, and said in a slight voice.

"Romang is looking for dad."

At this moment, her big eyes were filled with mist, her little breasts were a little nasal sound, and her little face was blushing and she looked particularly aggrieved.

An Qing pressed the cigarette in his hand on the sink and threw it into the trash can.

"No one inside, you've come to the wrong place, go and have a look on the other side."

After An Qing said that, he raised his foot and planned to leave. Who knew that the child looked up and looked at him, then his eyes shone and rushed over to hug his legs.

"Dad Dad."

His voice was tender and loud, and he smiled foolishly with his little face raised.

Anqing "…………”

He put his hands in his pockets, looked at the little guy who called his father and was silent for a moment, raised his eyebrows slightly and opened his lips slightly, "Touch the car?"

"Dad, burp..." Ruanruan hugged his long legs and rubbed them, his soft little face flushed, and he also burped with a wine-scented burp.

An Qing carried the little guy up and hugged him, his high nose thrust.

"Drink?"

His sharp and narrow eyes looked around casually. There were several private rooms on this floor, and the child didn't know where he came from.

"Tsk, it's a little trouble."

An Qing rubbed her hair slightly irritated.

I just came out to go to the bathroom to smoke and why did I get a little trouble?

He took the soft dumpling and took the opportunity to reach his little arm to hug An Qing's neck. His little face rubbed against his face, and then he wrinkled his little nose a little disgusted.

"Dad's face is stinking."

The soft dumpling with a red face and eyes were not very clear, pouting and muttering, and his little hand slapped An Qing's tough chin.

Big eyes looked at the black stubble that appeared on An Qing's chin, "Dad, prick your hand."

Anqing "…………”

He took down his soft hand, "Little brat, you can see clearly. I am not your father. I don't even dislike you, you are still disliked me."

Ruanruan looked at An Qing's face and suddenly grinned foolishly, and he said angrily.

"Don't dislike it or not, Ruanruan doesn't dislike it, Dad, don't dislike Ruanruan."

An Qing was speechless for a moment, and he asked Ruanruan with a little slut, "Hey, little brat, where is your father?"

Ruanruan immediately pointed at An Qing with his little fat finger.

Those big eyes seemed to say, dad, are you stupid? You are obviously here.

An Qing was even more annoyed and came to play. He held the little kid's other hand with one hand and took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and then lit it with a lighter.

Ruan Duanzi stared at him with his eyes.

After An Qing took a sip, he put the soft dumpling on the ground.

"Little brat, tell me, which box did you come out of?"

Ruan Ruan blinked his eyes, tilted his little head and thought for a while, then shook his head decisively.

"Romang doesn't know."

Anqing "…………”

It's impossible to throw this kid out here. For a moment, the two of them stared at each other, not knowing what to do.

An Qing glanced at the schoolbag behind Ruanruan, held the cigarette in her mouth, and pointed at the schoolbag behind her.

"Give me your schoolbag."

He wanted to see if there was any phone number in his schoolbag about her family or something.

What happened to this child’s father? I don’t know if the child is lost.

Ruan Ruo said obediently, took off his schoolbag and handed it to An Qing, then slowly moved it over, hugged An Qing's arm and rubbed it twice, and looked at the cigarette in his mouth with clear eyes.

"What is this Dad? Is it delicious?"

Rushed puppet pointed at the smoke in his mouth.

An Qing had just opened the zipper of the soft schoolbag and moved when he heard this.

"It's not delicious, this is something that only adults can eat, you can't eat it."

"oh."

Ruanruan leaned against him, obediently said, and did not ask any more questions. She yawned a little, looking like she was leaning against her and was about to sleep.

Her little head was buried on An Qing's shoulder, muttering softly, "Dad Ruin Round Round wants to sleep, his head is dizzy and uncomfortable."
Chapter completed!