Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

The man blinked his peachy eyes, "Huh?"

The little guy slowly swayed his short legs, holding his soft little face, she bit her little nipple, and said, "Papa, other children have gifts..."

"Sangsang wants it too."

Ye Sang sat upright obediently, and looked at Shen Chuchen without blinking a pair of black and round cat pupils.

Shen Chuchen was taken aback for a moment, blinked those charming peach blossom eyes, and guessed, "Is Sangsang a gift for Children's Day?"

The little guy's eyes lit up, he nodded his head, learned what the teacher said, and repeated it to him one by one.

"The teacher asked Dad to give a gift. Then take it back to school."

Shen Chuchen: "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said, "Your class teacher is quite amazing."

Not long ago, I was still struggling with math problems, and now I am assigning this kind of homework to my children.

From Shen Chuchen's point of view, he was completely idle.

but……

The man looked at the white and tender kid who was sitting beside him, holding his face, his little head tilted brightly, his hair standing on end, full of hope.

Shen Chuchen tapped her forehead lightly with his slender fingertips, and couldn't help laughing: "You haven't given a gift on Father's Day, and you still want me to give it?"

He tilted his head slightly, and twitched the corners of his lips to tease her deliberately, "Sangsang has to make up for the original Father's Day gift, right?"

"..." Immediately, Ye, who was originally happily wanting a gift, was slightly stunned.

What is Father's Day?

*

Shen Chuchen didn't deliberately make it difficult for the child to want a gift.

His children lived with other people until they were obviously five years old.

It's Children's Day.

None of them knew about it when they were born, and even now they haven't figured out what the origin of this child is.

But the gift that has been absent for such a long time must be made up now that there was no chance before.

Shen Chuchen originally didn't intend to tell the others.

As a result, after thinking about it, there are so many grandpas Sangsang, there must be more than one gift for Children's Day.

Immediately the man calmly came to a conclusion.

no.

What other children have, so must his children.

I just gave the gift by myself, what if the little girl feels that the other fathers don't love her?

then.

Shen Yuhe by the Daming Lake once again acted as a tool man, lowering his eyes on the road, his fingertips fell on the screen, and typed seriously.

[Shen Chuchen: Are you there? 】

This is a small group where the three of them worked together not long ago.

Shen Chuchen changed the name of the group quite maliciously.

It's called a happy family.

Disgusting the other two people has not bubbled up yet.

[Mu Chen: Change your name before you decide whether we want to talk properly]

The corner of Shen Chuchen's mouth twitched slightly, and he laughed.

[Shen Chuchen: I have something to do today, otherwise do you think that I, a person who takes care of everything every day, would have the time to take care of you? 】

[Mu Chen: So what's the matter with you? 】

Shen Chuchen didn't go around in circles this time, he directly cut to the topic and asked: [Tomorrow's Children's Day, have you decided what gift to give your child yet? 】

When Mu Chen saw the three words "Children's Day", he paused slightly with his fingertips and almost typed "grass".

He calmly deleted this insulting word, and asked a very puzzled question:

[Mu Chen: Why do you give gifts on Children's Day? 】

Shen Chuchen stared at his words and fell into a strange silence.

How otherworldly this person is.

Is it necessary to struggle with this when giving a gift to a child?

[Shen Chuchen: If you have time to ask this, why not think about what gift to give your child]

After all, it is the first time to be a father, and the daughter doesn't know much about what she likes. Ye Sangsang, an optimist, basically likes everything.

Shen Chuchen lightly tapped the table with his fingertips.

so……

Is it better to give them a playground, or a villa?

Is it too early for kids to ask for these things?

While Shen Chuchen was thinking, the other three people were knocked over the gift one by one.

Su Ye had just finished playing the secondary league, and was leaning in the car with his teammates drowsily, ready to go back.

Because he was worried about the child, he didn't even take a break, and rushed back overnight after the beating.

After seeing the news from Shen Chuchen, the man shook his head slightly, and was awake for a few moments, with the same bewildered expression on his face as the other old fathers.

Gift?

Su Ye blinked.

What gift do you want to give?

*

Ye Sang didn't have much expectations for what the others would give to her. At this time, she was also dangling her little feet and thinking about what gifts to give to her fathers on Father's Day.

When he got home just now, the little guy shook Huo Chenyu's arm, softly and coquettishly asked him to teach him how to use the computer.

After barely learning to type a few words, she slowly imitated her brother's usual appearance, and searched the Internet for what Father's Day is.

After having a general understanding, the little girl pouted slightly, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Send a Gift.

What gift do you want?

The little guy lay obediently on the ground like a puppy, and the little milk dog looked at each other.

One person and one dog are not willing to move the site.

The little guy pouted, lying on the ground, motionless: "Get out of here."

Little milk dog: "..." Heh.

It also imitated Ye Sang's appearance, lying lazily on the ground, wagging its tail and refusing to move.

Huo Chenyu: "..."

It's almost ashamed to look at it.

*

As soon as Duan Jinyan opened the door, he saw these two "things" blocking the doorway, motionless, his slender lips tugged slightly, and subconsciously wanted to kick the two lumps of things blocking the way under his feet.

Between Ye Sang and the little milk dog, after hesitating for a while, he grabbed the little milk dog by the back of the neck expressionlessly, and threw it away mercilessly: "Get up."

"It's in the way."

The little milk dog who was ruthlessly thrown away: "..."

Mad.

It flicked its tail.

A group of human beings who look down on dogs.

The little guy looked up at his fair face and saw Duan Jinyan subconsciously showing a soft smile, "Brother~"

Pronunciation standard for the first time.

Duan Jinyan was inexplicably relieved.

"What's the matter?" The little boy imitated her tone, blinked and asked with a smile.

Ye Sang rolled over and got up from the ground, and slowly walked over to hug Duan Jinyan's thigh.

The little guy lowered his head obediently, his hair curled up, "Daddy wants Sangsang to give him a Father's Day gift."

But she didn't know what to give.

The little girl pursed her mouth slightly.

It's really hard being a kid.

Duan Jinyan: "... Isn't Father's Day over early?"

What kind of gift should I give now?

The little guy plausibly said: "But it can be made up."

"... makes sense." Duan Jinyan blinked thoughtfully, and smiled, "For Sangsang's obedientness, brother, come and tell you what to give?"

Ye Sang nodded obediently: "Okay~"

The corners of Duan Jinyan's lips twitched slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab the little guy who was hugging his thigh.