MTL - Husband Indulges In Hidden Marriage-Chapter 3917 She cried, what should I do?

Chapter 3917 She cried, what should I do?

 “Xiaotuanzi, don’t follow you home.”

Xiaotuanzi had a look of rejection, put his hands on his chest, and pushed him with resistance.

 My body kept struggling to get out of his arms.

Rong Yin easily controlled her restless hands and snorted, "Be good, or dad will be angry."

 “Xiao Tuanzi is angry!” He puffed up his cheeks and stared at him angrily.

"Why are you angry?" Rong Yin felt funny, raised his hand, and scratched her chin like a cat.

Xiao Tuanzi shrank his neck and stared at him with watery eyes, "Xiao Tuanzi is going to find daddy and mommy."

 “No.”

　　The two words that should not be discussed scared Xiaotuanzi to his feet.

She raised her little face, pursed her little mouth, and a mist quickly formed in her watery eyes.

The crystal tears rolled in the eyes, and the eyes were red, and it was stubborn and refused to fall.

"Don't cry." Rong Yin frowned. He hated crying children the most.

Feels like a mobile noise maker.

Xiao Tuanzi opened his little mouth and let out a cry of grievance.

Rong Yin: “…”

 She cried, what should I do?

　　The sound of crying kept amplifying in the carriage. Rong Yin held her forehead against a headache and poked her soft cheek with her index finger, "What should I do to stop you from crying?"

 Xiaotuanzi stopped immediately, "I want mommy."

 “No need to discuss.”

　　“Wow…woo woo…”

Rong Yin’s eyes darkened, “Drive!”

 “Yes, Your Excellency.”

 The convoy left slowly and quickly disappeared into the traffic.

 Presidential Palace.

 It is already nine o'clock in the evening.

Rong Yin handed the little dumpling to the servant and said, regardless of her struggle, "Take her to take a bath."

 “Yes, Your Excellency.”

 Xiao Tuanzi’s limbs kept fluttering, “Don’t take a bath, Xiao Tuanzi needs to go home.”

The servant immediately coaxed, "Miss, this is your home too. Can we take a shower first?"

"Not good, not good."

The voice gradually faded away, and Rong Yin sat down on the sofa with a headache, "Pour me a glass of wine."

The servant turned to go, but Zong Jie raised his hand to stop him, "Sir, your headache is not gone yet, so you can't drink."

 “Just one cup.”

"Not even one drink. The doctor has told you not to touch alcohol."

Rong Yin raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly. Zong Jie was fearless. He was very principled in this matter.

 Sighed helplessly.

Rong Yin thought of the little dumpling upstairs who refused to cooperate, and suddenly became confused, "Why did Yunxi call me uncle?"

That little guy is obviously his daughter, why don't you know that he is the father and why do you call her uncle?

"That's because you... didn't give the little lady a chance to know that you are her biological father."

 Half an hour later.

 Upstairs, master bedroom.

Rong Yin, who was wearing a black silk nightgown, was sitting on the head of the bed, holding his forehead with one hand, staring at Xiaotuanzi, who was sitting at the end of the bed and wearing a white panda one-piece pajamas.

The little dumpling wearing a hat looks like a white and fat red panda, so cute.

The face that was steamed pink and tender by the heat, and the watery eyes all exuded a soft and cute atmosphere.

 He didn’t speak, and neither did Xiao Tuanzi.

Rong Yin raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling very interesting. He smiled and asked her, "Are you sleepy?"

 “Sleepy...not sleepy!” Xiao Tuanzi pouted.

 “Want to sleep?”

"In no mood."

"Then what do you want to do?" Rong Yin changed into a comfortable position and looked at her with interest.

 (End of this chapter)