“Yiya!”The Little Guy’s hands were taken off, and his eyes widened unhappily.
“He even screwed you?”Holding the Little Guy’s face, Young Master Rong asked fiercely.
The little guy turned his head, not even looking at him.
Coincidentally, Li Qi had also prepared all the information and sent it in. Young Master Rong waved his hand and said, “Carry him over.”
The Secretary received the order and immediately went forward to hug young master Rong. Her movements were extremely gentle, as if she was not carrying a baby but a mountain of gold.
The little guy had just been carried by the secretary when his head started to burrow into people’s arms. His small hands and old horse tactfully poked through the collar of his shirt, and his small mouth smacked his head a few times before burrowing deeper.
