Now that she thought about it, she felt that the children she had were quite worrying. They were all so worrying.
Yan Ze walked over to Little Cloud and sat down, his tone gentle.
"Little Cloud, what are you doing? Are you going to reach out your hand yourself, or are we going to compete with each other?”
" Papa! Mine! "
The little cloud held the gold coin tightly in its heart, frowning as if it did not approve of its parents 'actions.
This little gold was hers.
Yan Ze could not help but laugh. He really did not know how the couple had given birth to such a money-grubber daughter. They were clearly quite indifferent to fame and fortune.
But for such a petite and soft daughter, he couldn't bear to really fight with her, so he could only patiently coax her.
"Don't worry, Daddy won't take your gold. After Mommy finishes wiping your hands, I'll return it to you. Little Cloud, do you still want to be Daddy and Mommy's obedient baby?”
