"En, I will continue playing with Mr Chen."
Tong Wenya returned to her room and lifted the pillow to take a look. The fruit knife that had saved her once was still there.
If Chunyu Chen was still so shameless and forced his way into her room, she would continue to defend herself with the knife.
At this time, her face was still burning. She still had feelings for that bastard.
Chunyu Chen played with Kiki for a while and let him take an afternoon nap.
The little guy was very excited and did not have enough fun. However, he still obediently listened to Chunyu Chen and laid on the bed.
"Mr Chen, can you tell me a story?"
"Yes, but there is a condition."
"What condition?"
"You can't call him Mr Chen in the future. You have to call him Papa Shuai," Wang Yao said.
"Ah? This seems a little difficult. Mommy will be unhappy if she hears it."
"Your Mommy also likes handsome Daddy. Didn't you notice?"