The Seven-Day-Old Baby Who Could Speak

Ning Ning rolled his eyes. He jumped onto the bed, hoping that he would get to hold his sister but was cruelly kicked down by Third Young Master Ye. The young kid pouted his mouth immediately and cried pitifully. "Sister, Daddy is trying to sabotage our relationship. Cry quickly, cry quickly…"

The little princess giggled in Third Young Master Ye's arms. She wiggled in joy and Third Young Master Ye almost couldn't catch her. The little girl seemed to be happy that the young kid did not get his way.

The young kid was jealous at how Third Young Master Ye could hold and kiss the little princess. How he wished he had a two-meter long arm that allowed him to snatch her away. Upon seeing the young kid's pink and pouty face, Cheng Anya didn't know whether to laugh or cry.