"This is Xiaoyu thing." Zhai Ningxin walked over and handed the bag to Kuang Heng. Her tone was filled with reluctance. It would be a long time before she could see the little guy.
Kuang Heng stretched out his hand to take it. He looked coldly at Zhai Ningxin as if he was about to eat him. He squatted down and hugged the little guy.
"Xiaoyu, Daddy will take you to dinner." Kuang Heng said to the little guy with a slightly spoiling tone. Then, he turned around and got into the car.
When the little guy heard that immediately was unwilling, he struggled in his arms.
"Daddy, let's bring Mommy to eat." The little guy looked at Kuang Heng and said with a look of grievance. He wanted to be with Mommy, but he did n' t want to be separated from Mommy.
"No, Mommy has something to do." Kuang Hen
