Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

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Ye Sang carried her dress, stumbled and hugged the puppy in her arms tightly, with gold Doudou in her eyes, sadness was like a river against the current.

She hated so much why she wore a ru skirt.

The five-year-old man ran and staggered like a little penguin, and fell from time to time, which made the little puppy in his arms a little uncomfortable.

"Woo~" the little milk dog barked, rubbing lightly against her in disgust.

Really stupid.

Ye Sang got up, holding back her tears, she let out a whimper, and choked, "Wuwuwu, I'm lost, lost."

Puppy: "..."

This Huo family villa is indeed as big as a maze, and the little girl can't find her way after going around for a long time.

In order to avoid being devastated by the mad father No. 1, the little guy sniffed and tenaciously got up from the ground, and continued to persevere in finding an "exit".

After walking several times in the direction of the stairs, Ye Sang hesitated for a few seconds and set his eyes on the quaint and luxurious door not far away.

Grandpa taught her not to mess around in other people's rooms.

But……

Whoops, she's lost.

The little girl rubbed her eyes and walked to the door. She turned her head and heard the footsteps at the entrance of the stairs. She shuddered slightly and quickly pushed the door open with her milky strength.

As soon as she entered the door, the warm air around her enveloped her, and the elegant fragrance came from all directions and penetrated into her nostrils.

Ye Sang couldn't help but yawned softly, the cat's pupils were hazy with water vapor, and hugged the little puppy in his arms. Before he could look around in the next second, he was caught off guard by the eagle-like eyes of the old man. ——

"...Where did the child come from?" Mr. Huo was slightly absent-minded for a few seconds. It was probably the first time he saw such a beautiful girl who looked like a snow doll, and his voice, which had always been dignified, could not help softening.

Xiaoye Sang hesitated, raised her head and blinked her cat pupils. It was the first time she met such a grandfather. The little guy was inevitably a little close. She pursed her lips and said seriously, "My name is Ye Sang."

Mr. Huo's heart almost melted when he heard this milky childish voice.

His always unsmiling face couldn't help but bring a bit of warmth. Looking at the fluffy girl in front of him, he gently rubbed Ye Sang's head with his old hand, "...The last name is Ye?"

"It's really good." There was a bit of a smile in his eyes, and it was as soft as he imagined.

Mr. Huo is very old, and when he sees his children, he doesn't teach with a straight face like he used to.

The Huo family has been deserted for nearly 20 years, and now suddenly there is a soft and coquettish little guy, and the old man's heart is completely soft.

The little guy tilted his head and rubbed his palm subconsciously, and there was a soft milky fragrance on his body that smelled sweet and sweet.

Mr. Huo was amused by her actions. With loving eyes, he asked with a smile, "How old is Sangsang? Why did you come upstairs?"

Mentioning this, Ye Sang tilted his head and glanced at him, and said brightly, "Sang Sang is five years old."

She stood on tiptoe and whispered softly, "I didn't mean to disturb grandpa..."

"Yes, it's my father's fault..." The girl's mouth was deflated, and her round cat pupils were filled with mist, "He, he wants to pull my hair..."

Mr. Huo couldn't help but pinched the little girl's white and marshmallow-like face. He wiped the corners of the girl's eyes, narrowed his eyes turbidly, and asked subconsciously, "Dad?"

Whose father is so incompetent?