Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

Chapter 486 "Can I Learn to Compensate."

It was like this when facing Ye Si, but now the protagonist has been replaced by Ye Sang.

Fu Han lowered his eyes, not hurriedly recording, he stroked all the things he had done, and finally came to the conclusion——

The cremation walk should be a little more peaceful.

...

Fu Han got even more annoyed after reaching this conclusion.

Family affection is too far away for him, and he never thought that he would like to be a father.

Still so caught off guard.

In addition, the little girl had a really bad impression of herself, and Fu Han did not dare to face her, and did not know how to face it.

Ye Si was caught off guard and told him the truth. The consequence was that Fu Han stayed up all night, even guarding the little girl all night, squatting on the ground for a long time, because the picture of sullenly lowering his head and burying his head in his arms looks like being abandoned Big dog.

Poorly.

It's just this picture that no one is destined to see.

Early the next morning, Fu Han, who had been guarding his daughter all night, rubbed his temples slightly, his thoughts still a little confused.

"Uncle~" Ye Sang rubbed her eyes and nestled in the soft bed. She realized that it was like Dad's bedroom with a clear fragrance in the quilt. The little girl poked her head out just to see that she hadn't had time to leave. Fu Han.

Ye Sang is a little silly and white sweet.

She raised her small head and smiled subconsciously.

Fu Han: "..."

How I look and hate it on weekdays.

Now it looks so cute.

Fu Han felt that he was really an old double standard.

He managed his expression very well, and his expression was as cold as ever, which didn't make Ye Sang realize that something was wrong.

"Uncle." Xu is remembering the other party's gentleness last night. Ye Sang is not so afraid of him now. The little girl's head was messed up like a chicken coop, she shook it slightly, more like it was blown up. The cat is out.

She slowly put on her clothes alone, shook her short legs, and slowly put on her shoes.

Fu Han wanted to intervene throughout the whole process, but he didn't dare.

If that action is seen, it is estimated that the suspected big yellow dog will immediately be thought of.

I want to stick to the master, but I don't have the guts.

have to say.

This analogy is particularly apt.

In the end, even the unresponsive child realized that something was wrong, her face was slightly crooked, and she didn't understand what the father was going to do.

After eating in the morning and being stuffed into the car, Ye Sang's small expression finally realized. Her little milk softened, her eyes rolled, and she guessed: "Uncle, are you going to send Sangsang home?"

Fu Han drove the car in front, his eyes were calm and introverted. After Ye Sang finished calling his uncle, he said, "..."

Ha ha.

"Yeah." He replied blankly.

I don't have the love before.

But in Ye Sang's eyes, the other party's attitude was even stranger than before.

Fu Han seemed to want to talk about it. He pursed his lips. After thinking about it, he stiffened and said softly: "You have been out long enough."

Ye Sang thought for a while, that's right.

"Ma Ma will be anxious."

Fu Han mumbled.

then.

He fell into a long silence again.

He doesn't seem to talk very much, and even his tone of voice is extremely jerky.

The little girl blinked. She didn't know the reason for the change in her attitude, but she didn't take it seriously either.

In her opinion, it is good if the other party does not hate her.

The little guy lay down on the seat contentedly, ready to go to sleep with his little butt, and then think about how to act like a baby to his mother when he wakes up, and quibble the reason for following Fu Han.

The girl was a small group, still wearing yesterday's dress, and some soft **** dangling in the snow-white little skirt, a small group like cotton, very cute.

People can't wait to hold them in their arms and rub them.

Fu Han's lips tightened slightly, his thoughts were messed up, and at this time he deliberately slowed down.

He didn't want to send her back so soon.

But then I thought about it.

Ye Si is going home with Sangsang.

Wouldn't it be better for a family of three without those obtrusive people?

Moreover, it is easier to cultivate feelings than it is now.

Fu Han's abacus was extremely good, but after figuring it out, he didn't reject it so much.

...

The road wasn't too far, and it took about half an hour to drive there. Ye Si had been waiting outside early in the morning. She didn't say anything about Ye Sang's absence. She was too anxious at the moment.

After opening the car door and seeing her safe and sound daughter, the woman finally breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and cautiously hugged the person in her arms, her eyes flushed instantly, with a little lost and regained emotion.

Her lips were red, and the little girl rubbed her against her, and she murmured "Ma Ma."

Ye Si responded softly, raised his eyes to look at Fu Han, and finally said thank you in a low voice.

Like it or not.

The other party finally chose to save his child.

Ye Si couldn't ignore it anyway.

However, this sentence of thanks made Fu Han feel as if he had overturned the seasoning, which was uncomfortable and complicated.

He pursed his thin lips, and finally said indifferently: "She is also my daughter."

Ye Si: "..."

She: "Oh."

Oh shit.

Here comes another one who snatches her daughter.

There is no end.

Shen Chuchen, who had just left some labor and management, came another Fu Han.

Ye Si deeply felt that none of this group of people was worry-free and normal.

Fu Han said again: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Without any question, Ye Si still heard his upset.

After all.

Whoever has a girl who stays under her eyes for so long, her biological mother knows the truth but does not say a word to get angry.

Ye Si patted her daughter's back lightly, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and her tone was mocking: "Tell you?"

"What's the use of telling you?"

"Do you think you are a qualified father? If today's child is not Ye Sangsang, even your daughter does not matter to you, right?"

Ye Si looked at things very thoroughly.

The little girl followed her.

Does Fu Han know her personality?

It is not an exaggeration to say that a person who is cold-hearted and affectionate is selfish.

Fu Han's softheartedness is not just because of his identity, it may account for a little, but it is not all.

She is more or less clear about the character of her own daughter, and she is a little foolish.

However, silly white sweet also has the benefits of silly white sweet, at least the other party always has a way to make people feel uncomfortable.

Take a look.

People like Fu Han can be warmed.

Let alone others.

As soon as Ye Si opened her mouth, there was a series of questions and rhetorical questions. What she said was reasonable and well-founded, and Fu Han successfully fell into silence.

He probably also realized his negligence.

There was no excuse at this moment, the man's slender eyelashes fell slightly, but he said in a low voice, "...after that."

"Can I learn to compensate."

His kind of father, placed in that group of people, must be an unqualified category.

(End of this chapter)