Chapter 1,791 Doesn’t Your Conscience Hurt? (Seven)

Among the shocked expressions, no one noticed the little guy in the crib, whose mouth corners were raised in his sleep.

It was like having a sweet dream.

Shangxin was the first to come to his senses, stretched out his hands to pick up Xiao Liuliu, and let her sit on the bed.

He held her little face in his hands, thought for a while, and said.

"Xiao Liuliu, my brother is still young. Otherwise, why don't you wait until he is older before letting him play with you?"

"It's not for fun, Xiao Liuliu wants to raise his younger brother." Xiao Liuliu answered seriously.

Shangxin: "..."

Persuasion failed.

He looked at Tang Yuansi for help.

Tang Yuansi had no expression on his face and shrugged indifferently: "It's better to take him away. It's a son anyway."

Shangxin: "..."

Xiao Liuliu: "I like Uncle Tang the most!"

Fan Yu picked her up with a strong sense of crisis, reached out and pinched her little face.

"My brother is still too young. Xiao Liuliu can't take care of him yet. We can come over every day to see him. When he is older, we can pick him up to play at home."

"..."

Xiao Liuliu smacked his lips and nodded obediently.

"Okay, then I won't take my brother home today. I'll take him back tomorrow."

Fan Yu: "..."

Shangxin: "..."

Tang Yuansi: "..."

Fan Yu said nothing, hugged Xiao Liuliu and turned away.

After walking out of the inpatient department and putting Xiao Liuliu into the car, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After thinking deeply for a moment, he turned to look at Xiao Liuliu worriedly.

"Xiao Liuliu, your parents asked you to live in your godfather's house. You should still remember, right?"

Would he be abandoned by the little princess on his first day as a godfather?

Xiao Liuliu sat on the child's seat, swaying his calves, tilting his head to look at him, and then waved.

Fan Yu was startled, then approached her.

The next second, the little glutinous rice dumpling pouted and kissed him on the face.

She acts coquettishly with her milky voice.

"Xiao Liuliu can't bear to leave Fanyu Baba. Xiao Liuliu just wants to raise his little brother."

"..."

Fan Yu felt warm and relieved.

Fasten your seat belt for Xiao Liuliu. Just as he was about to drive, he heard Xiao Liuliu ask again: "Fan Yu Daddy, my sister is sick. Should we go see her? I miss my sister."

Fan Yu tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

The question he had deliberately ignored was suddenly brought up, and his eyes darkened slightly.

"Not going."

"Oh." Xiao Liuliu lowered his head and played with his fingers.

No more insistence.

Fan Yu: "..."

Didn't she persuade him?

Don't act coquettishly, act cute?

Fan Yu felt inexplicably choked, forced himself to calm down, started the car and left the hospital.

Halfway through the drive, I unconsciously ended up on the route I took last night.

By the time he came to his senses, they were almost arriving at Qiao's villa.

Such an obvious wiring error was even discovered by Xiao Liuliu.

"Fan Yu Baba, are we going to see our sister now?"

"...Wrong shot." Fan Yu's thin lips parted slightly.

Xiao Liuliu: "Oh, let's go home."

Fan Yu: "..."

Xiao Liuliu, you are extremely poisonous.

People are like this. If others keep forcing you to do something, you will be very disgusted.

But if you are suddenly not allowed to do it, you will feel even more uncomfortable.

Fan Yu is like this now.

Xiao Liuliu gave up so easily, but he felt like there was something stuck in his chest that he couldn't spit out or swallow.

In the end, he couldn't hold it back and parked the car at the door of Qiao's villa.

Fan Yu reached out and pushed open the car door, took Xiao Liuliu out, and scratched her little nose: "I told you not to call me sister."