"Let's go and assemble your broken toy."
The little Overlord flower was suspended in the air by its daddy. “……”
Ah, ah, Hey!
He didn't care about his face.
Sang Xia was preparing to rest in the bedroom, so Rong Zhan came back just in time to help her take care of her.
The three babies obediently wanted to lie in their mommy's arms to sleep. Sang Xia had just laid down but suddenly felt a little worried about the outside.
The little tyrant flower was afraid that Rong Zhan would teach him a lesson. As the head of the family, it was good for Rong Zhan to be intimidating and authoritative. Otherwise, he would think that no one could deal with him. However, it was not good for the child to be too afraid as it would affect their father-son relationship.
Sang Xia stood up and went to take a look.
however, the moment he opened the door, he saw that scene.
