The little cutie glanced at the passers-by with hidden eyes, and said again in a low voice: "Especially the second brother, he is much more suitable than Yue'er."
Liu Mingzhi glanced sideways at the cutie holding his arm, and directly handed the brocade box and bundle in his hands to the cutie.
"Here, take it."
Looking at the things that her father handed to her, the little cutie neither cried out in anger nor argued with Young Master Liu, but took the things into her hands honestly.
The little cutie casually put a few things on his arms and looked sideways at his father who had already lit up a pot of cigarettes with some doubts in his eyes.
"Daddy?"
This time when he said "Daddy," the little cutie's tone was extremely gentle and well-behaved.
There was a vague feeling, even mixed with a bit of caution.
Young Master Liu lowered his head and blew out a puff of smoke, then narrowed his eyes and glanced at the little cutie who looked slightly embarrassed.
He noticed a hint of nervousness in the bright eyes of his little cotton-padded jacket, and frowned slightly and pursed his lips a few times.
"Yue'er."
The little cutie immediately corrected her posture: "Hey, Yue'er is here, daddy, please tell me."
"Yue'er, the question my father wants to ask you is, if my husband hands the world into your hands, will you be able to govern it well?
I'm not asking you, among your brothers, sisters and others, who is more suitable."
The little cutie's body trembled slightly, and her bright eyes, which were already a little cramped, became even more cramped.
"Daddy, this!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the little cotton-padded jacket and seemed a little overwhelmed. He raised his hand and put it on the back of the little cute hand and patted it gently a few times.
"Yue'er."
"Ah? Daddy?"
Mr. Liu blew out the smoke from his mouth and said softly in a soft tone: "Silly girl, just calm down. There is no need to be nervous."
The little cutie took a few deep breaths silently: "Daddy, I'm not... not nervous!"
Hearing the cute little quibble, Young Master Liu couldn't help but chuckle: "Hehehe, silly girl, since you are not nervous, why do you stutter when you speak?"
The little cutie looked at the smile on her father's face, and the embarrassment in her heart gradually calmed down. She reached out and scratched her neck a few times, and smiled innocently with her lips curled up.
"Hey hey hey, daddy, Yue'er is cold, very cold.
Yue'er has already told you, Dad, before, Yue'er, my feet are almost frozen.
Then daddy, you carried Yue'er and I for several blocks, and Yue'er's body must have become cold.
I've just landed and haven't had half a cup of tea yet, and my body hasn't warmed up yet!
Yue'er's teeth chattered in the cold, and she stuttered a bit when she spoke. This is normal."
After hearing the little cutie's eloquent explanation, Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows slightly and took off the cigarette holder from the corner of his mouth, and nodded noncommittally.
"Well, it's quite normal."
"Yeah, yeah, that's it, Yue'er isn't nervous at all!"
"Well, no tension, no nervousness."
"That's what it is!"
"Yue'er."
Hearing her father call her Yue'er again, the cute little girl's pretty face suddenly turned bitter, and she looked at Young Master Liu with a depressed look in her eyes.
"Good daddy, why don't you just call me stinky girl."
Liu Mingzhi ignored the little cutie's depressed eyes and took a puff of dry cigarette with his lips slightly open.
"Yue'er, regarding the issue of fatherhood, you don't need to worry about what your eldest sister, eldest brother, second brother, third brother, sister Yaoyao and other brothers and sisters think in their hearts.
All problems should be dealt with by oneself as a father.
Now you only need to answer your question: if my father hands over the world of Dalong to you, will you be able to manage it well?"
When the little cutie saw her father asking this question again that she didn't know how to answer, her face suddenly became helpless.
"Daddy, me! Me!"
"Um?"
The little cutie was silent for a moment, scratching her head and ears, then turned to look at Young Master Liu and said, "Good daddy, the second brother and the third son are really more suitable than Yue'er!"
Young Master Liu listened to the little cutie's answer to the question, took a long drag on his dry cigarette, and speeded up his pace intentionally or unintentionally.
"Yue'er, as a father, I don't want to talk nonsense anymore."
The little cutie's face became anxious and she quickly ran after him.
"Daddy, good daddy."
"Yue'er, you only need to answer my father with one sentence, can you or can't you?"
The little cutie walked side by side with Mr. Liu. After a long silence with clenched teeth, his father looked at him with complicated eyes: "Um, dad, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"Do you need to say this? Of course your father and I want to hear the truth."
"To be honest, Yue'er is not sure either."
Young Master Liu narrowed his eyes and immediately looked towards the little cutie.
"Smelly girl, isn't this quite like your character?
In my impression as a father, you rarely say that you are not sure!"
The little cutie was silent for a moment, then sighed with a complicated expression.
"Oh, Daddy."
"Hmm? Just say what you want to say, no need to lament or sigh."
The little cutie bit her red lips lightly with her teeth a few times, and said softly: "Dad, Yue'er doesn't want to answer you like this, but the stall you left for our brothers and sisters is really too big, and Yue'er is afraid that she might
I can’t hold it back.”
Liu Dashao was silent for a moment thoughtfully, and gently blew out the smoke from his mouth.
"I'm just afraid that I might not be able to bear it, which means I don't have any confidence at all.
Yue'er, can my husband understand me like this?"
The little cutie hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently a few times.
"Well, that's probably true."
Liu Mingzhi nodded with a clear expression and said again: "Yue'er, as a father, I still have a question to ask you. I hope you can answer this question sincerely."
The little cutie did not directly answer her father's question, but pursed her lips, casually threw the things in her hands over her shoulders, and then pointed to the wine bag on Young Master Liu's waist.
"Dad, do you still have some wine in your wine bag?"
Liu Mingzhi looked stunned, and subconsciously glanced at the wine bag on his waist: "Yes, what's the matter? Yue'er, do you want to drink some?"
The little cutie nodded directly and said: "Yeah, yeah, it's a bit cold. I want to drink something to warm my body."
Liu Mingzhi immediately took off the wine bag from his waist, pulled out the stopper and handed it to the little cutie.
"Drink, just don't get drunk."
"Hey, thank you daddy."
The little cutie took the wine bag from her father's hand with a smile and put it directly into Tan's mouth.
Young Master Liu frowned subconsciously when he saw his little cotton-padded jacket holding up a wine bag and taking a swig.
I was not worried that the little cotton-padded jacket would finish my drink, but that she would choke.
"Silly girl, drink slowly, drink slowly, don't choke."
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh."
The little cutie nodded and responded to her father's caring words in a low voice.
Under Young Master Liu's worried eyes, the little cutie put down the wine bag and burped a few times.
To be continued...