Just as the president of battle armor was 'stabbed' in the heart, there was a pattering sound outside the door.
After a while, a milky-white puppy wagged its butt and trotted in.
When it entered the room and saw ruan Mengmeng, its round black eyes lit up and it immediately ran towards its Mama.
Unfortunately, before she could jump into her mother's arms, the man extended his long legs and heartlessly blocked her from the other end of the sofa.
"Stupid dog." Li junyu's dark and deep phoenix-like eyes darkened. He said to the little white dog in a cold voice, " I told you not to run so fast. Your mommy is pregnant, don't hit her. "
The little white dog howled. It did not understand what its father was saying, and its two little paws were clawing.
Its chubby little body squeezed in with all its might.
It wanted Mama, and three-year-old wanted Mama.
The pitiful three-year-old struggled with all his might, and Li junyu's expression turned even colder.
