Don't Hear

"You, when will you grow a snack?"

Dou Jianlin looked at his daughter, and could only helplessly say something to her, but he didn't blame her too much.

"Dad, didn't I not think of your return? "Come, come. Let's go find my brother."

Seeing her father's expression, Dou Xingyu knew that she was slightly angry. She immediately pulled her mother, Su Juan, to her father's side, as if she was trying to curry favor with him. With her other hand, she grabbed onto her father.

"Hmph, then what about me?"

Chen Qu looked at Dou Xingyu's pampering face as she pulled Dou Jianlin and Su Juan back. Her gentle eyes pretended to be angry as she stood on the spot and looked at Dou Xingyu.

"Just follow me yourself."

Dou Xingyu rolled her eyes at Chen Qu and looked at him impatiently. Ignoring Chen Qu's injured expression, she turned her head away.

"Puchi."