The little princess kept making "yayayaya " sounds at Pei Xingxing. Pei Xingxing looked up, touched. His cousin felt sorry for him, unlike his father. His only precious son had fallen out of love, but he did not care about it at all. He didn't even ask!
"Cuzzie…"
His eyes were filled with tears, but the next second, "bang!"
The little princess smashed her milk bottle on her broken-hearted cousin's head. She aimed accurately!
Pei Xingxing was suddenly attacked. His entire body leaned back, and tears flew out from the corners of his eyes.
Pei Huai: "..."
The corner of his eyes twitched a few times, and he withdrew his gaze without batting an eyelid.
"Baby!" Pei Xi held his daughter's small hand. "That's not a trash can!"
Little Princess: "Yayaya??"
Bill's eyes lit up again. "Our daughter might be a volleyball genius!"
The accuracy of that shot just now was not something that any baby could achieve!
