Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

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The taxi driver lit a cigarette, glanced at the father and daughter in the back seat, hesitated for a while, and put out the cigarette.

"What's going on with you? You're in such a mess."

He turned the steering wheel and turned around towards the direction of the hospital, he couldn't help asking curiously while driving.

"Sangsang fell down." The little guy said softly while shaking his short legs.

Then she was halfway swaying, belatedly realizing that her knee had been smashed.

Tears welled up in Ye Sang's black cat eyes, and she subconsciously wanted to cry when she flattened her small mouth.

Then, seeing his father leaning on the back of the chair drowsily next to him, the little guy trembled his curly eyelashes, and swallowed back his little cry.

"Woo..." But it really hurts.

She hugged the little milk dog in her arms, wrinkling her bun face aggrievedly.

"Wang..." The other party rubbed her in disgust to show comfort.

I told you not to let you pass.

Who is to blame for the fall now.

The little guy puffed his face in depression, and swallowed back his tears after a while, but he didn't dare to shake his calf anymore, and sat obediently in the car, with a pair of black and bright cat eyes falling on his father from time to time.

The little milk dog was very tired to find out.

This kid is really easy to coax.

Perhaps Ye Sang's eyes were too eye-catching, Su Ye raised his eyelids and met the little guy looking at him with reddish eyes.

His heart softened uncontrollably, and he raised his hand to pinch her chubby face.

The man's fingertips were cold, his eyebrows and eyes were coquettish and delicate, and his red lips curled up slightly, "What's wrong?"

How long did it take to cry again.

The little guy blinked his cat's eyes, held back his tears, lowered his head and said softly, "Sangsang is fine."

Then Ye Sang just sat obediently, not daring to get into the opponent's arms.

Papa is not feeling well.

Big kids can't disturb Papa's rest.

The little guy's thoughts were very clear.

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Su Ye snorted, his face was pale and painful, he took a slight breath, the corners of his dark red lips were tightly pursed and turned white.

I really didn't expect it.

Someone like him would one day be worthy of a child running to him without hesitation.

The car drove all the way to the hospital, and the driver looked at the big and small and couldn't help but said, "Hey, kids, do you still have money?"

He thought that it was not easy for this child to look at.

I don't know what happened to make me so embarrassed.

The driver obviously didn't know Su Ye. After all, no one knew about the e-sports industry. The man slightly opened his eyes, twitched his lips, and said "no need"

He gave the money to the driver, and under the sympathetic gaze of the other party, he went to the hospital with the little guy beside him to get an IV.

Because he was afraid of being recognized by others, Su Ye did not go outside like everyone else, but directly hung up the IV in the ward.

Seeing Su Ye's good looks, the nurse next to him couldn't help but take a good look at him.

The people in the next bed also looked at him frequently.

After all, Su Ye is really conspicuous now, one is because of his good looks, and the other is because of the child who is like Xiao Xiantong beside him.

As for three.

That is the more obvious bruise on his face.

"It's not easy to bring a baby..."

"How did this come about?"

"The young man is really good-looking. I wonder if there is a partner?"

There was a lot of people chattering in the room, and the noisy people had a headache. Su Ye really wanted to make fun of it at that moment.

But worried about the child beside him, the man's lips moved slightly, and he swallowed the poisonous words that came to his mouth.

"Papa." The little guy sat on the small bench, raised his childish face, and said heartlessly: "Sangsang will sing for you~"

She thought for a while and said, "You go to sleep, Sangsang will sing for you."

Perhaps Su Ye himself didn't notice how pale his face was, and the blue-black under the slender eyelids was particularly obvious.

The little guy looked at him with bright cat eyes.

After all, I still like to sing.

Su Ye stared at her speechlessly.

Ye Sang obediently sat on the small bench, blinking her cat's eyes slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

The little guy's white and tender calf subconsciously moved behind the skirt, easily covering the wound on his knee.

Su Ye looked at her, thinking of something, his face sank slightly.

The man's eyelashes were half drooping, and he sensed the little girl's uneasiness. He suppressed the anger and hostility in his heart, and his pair of red phoenix eyes looked extraordinarily cold.

"Where did you fall?"

Ye Sang carefully lifted up her little skirt, her mouth was flattened, and she burst into tears: "Woo...all, all fell."

Su Ye pulled the little girl over with one hand, and as expected, she opened the skirt and saw the bruised knee.

He lowered his eyes expressionlessly, suppressing his anger and distress, his knuckles were slightly whitened from clenching.

The air pressure in the ward was inexplicably low, and the voices of several speakers gradually became softer.

The little guy fidgeted and pinched the corner of his skirt, pursed his mouth and wanted to cry, but he was afraid that this would make Papa even more angry, so he opened his beautiful cat eyes slightly, staring at Su Ye blankly, not knowing what to do.

The man's heart tightened slightly when he was stared at by her helpless eyes, and he gently hugged the little girl in his arms. He didn't continue to ask her how she did it, but told the nurse in a hoarse voice, telling her to come Medicine here.

Su Ye stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, lowered his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Little crying bag."

Ye Sang boldly rubbed his little head over. The man hugged him generously and warmly, with a faint smell of tobacco. The little guy twitched slightly, pouted slightly, and felt sleepy.

Su Ye patted her on the back lightly, and just when she was about to put the child to sleep, Ye Sang rubbed her eyes, and finally said softly, "...Papa, let's go to bed."

The warm little girl got into the bed, quite obediently, afraid of crushing Su Ye's injection hand, she consciously rolled to the side.

"The wind brings your breath, and the moonlight reflects surprises..." She yawned softly, humming soft and healing songs, and gradually fell into sleep.

The man lowered his brows and raised his hand to gently rub her soft curly hair.

He moved out slightly, worried that he would crush the little girl.

Listening to Ye Sang's soft singing voice, for a moment, I really felt a bit of the quietness of time.

Su Ye closed his eyes slightly, hugged the soft little dumpling in his arms, and felt sleepy after closing his eyes for a while.

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When the man finally fell into a deep sleep, the little guy yawned softly and got out of the bed.

Her jet-black cat eyes moved slightly, wanting to get out of bed and wait for the sister nurse to give her medicine.

In the end, there was no other movement, and an elegant and slightly mocking voice sounded from outside the door.

"If you really don't want your legs, just let me down."

This familiar voice...

The little girl tilted her head in a daze, and saw Mu Chen outside the door coming over at some time.

He looked at her with a half-smile at the door.