"What nonsense are you talking about?"Qian Yikun carried his daughter and walked back and forth. His big hand touched her diaper. It was still dry and she wasn't sick. He just didn't know why she was crying.
Mo Fei rolled her eyes and reached out to touch the Little Monkey's fair and tender face. The little monkey opened his eyes and his pink little mouth smacked. His pair of black eyes moved around.
"Bring tangerine over and place her beside the little monkey,"Mo Fei suddenly said.
Qian Yikun frowned, but he still carried his daughter over. It was not a problem to place the two children in the cradle. After tangerine was placed down, she kicked her legs a few times and stopped crying.
Qian Yikun:"..."
Mo Fei:"..."
"F * ck, Your Daughter is a nymphomaniac,"Mo Fei directly cursed. Looking at her daughter who was waving her small hands and opening her mouth, she was hopeless.
