Who let you in, Yingluo?

Li junyu's dark eyes were lowered as he looked at the little boy hanging on his lap."Mianmian, you called me wrong. I taught you last time. If you Don't call me Uncle Bao, what should I call you, huh?"

"Wu Wu Wu Wu." Little Mianmian tilted her head, raised her chin, and stared at li junyu with her big blinking eyes, as if she could not remember.

Li junyu wasn't in a hurry. He picked ruan Mianmian up and held her in his arms.

He turned around and waved at li junche, who happened to be passing by. third brother, come here.

The beautiful youngster didn't know what was going on and walked closer to his big brother.

She had just reached li junyu's side when she felt a weight in her upper pocket.

Li junyu's well-defined hand reached into his shirt pocket and grabbed a handful of candy.