President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

In the living room of the suite.

Bao Sibai looked down at Song Runian's small figure in front of him, white and thin, and was burying his head in sewing a shirt for him, his slender fingers fluttered, and a strand of long hair slipped from his ear and covered his cheek .

Inexplicably a bit of an eyesore.

A look of displeasure flashed across Bao Sibai's long and narrow eyes, and out of nowhere, he stretched out his hand, and put the lock of hair behind his ear, and his cool fingertips inadvertently brushed the woman's tender face.

Suddenly, Song Runian backed away in a panic as if getting an electric shock.

As a result, he didn't notice the needle in his hand and poked his fingertip directly.

Bright red blood dripped out, staining the shirt in his hand in a puddle of patterns.

"Mummy!" An Bao rushed out with a very anxious tone, hurried to find the medicine box, and began to treat Song Ru Nian's wound.

"Mummy is fine, I just accidentally pricked her." Song Runian forced a smile, "It will be fine tomorrow."

But Amber doesn't think so.

He opened his arms to protect Song Runian, his small eyes were full of defense and vigilance, "You hurt Mommy, you are not welcome here, please leave."

The most important thing is, if the handsome uncle stays here and finds something, then Mommy will be in danger.

"Little friend, your mommy broke my shirt, shouldn't you mend it before letting me go?" Bao Si Bai didn't intend to leave.

An Bao was very angry and couldn't find words to refute.

At this moment, Tuantuan came out, blinking his eyes, and said in a very soft voice, "Daddy, will you leave as long as the shirt is mended?"

"En." Bao Sibai closed his eyes half-closed, and hummed softly.

That's it!

Tuantuan ran to the sofa to get his pink schoolbag, and took out the stapler from it.

Then according to the torn place of the shirt, click click click to order a row of staples.

Pass it to Bao Sibai again, "Okay!"

Bo Sibai: "..."

This little padded jacket not only leaks air, but also starts to spit out cotton?

more importantly……

Bao Sibai squinted his long and narrow eyes, and looked at the little girl in front of him from top to bottom, his pupils narrowed slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Xiao Yuanyuan, how do you know there are staples in that schoolbag?"

Tuantuan's heart skipped a beat.

It's over, she even forgot that she is playing the role of Xiao Yuanyuan now!

"I told her," Xiaoyuan came out with a pockmarked face, and said in a deep voice, "The clothes are mended, why don't you hurry up?"

"Yeah, Daddy, it's not good for us to hang around here, let's go, you have to be discerning, others don't welcome us, it's very shameless to hang around like this." Tuantuan nodded heavily.

"..."

Cough cough--

Song Runian choked so much that her cheeks turned red.

Good guy, this is really a daughter, she is not ambiguous at all to hurt her own father!

Bao Sibai opened his thin lips slightly, ready to speak.

At this time, the phone rang.

It was Pei Yu calling.

"Young Master Bo, do you need my help? I found out just now that the person recharged at the Internet cafe near Wanda Plaza."

Is that person still consuming?

In other words, Song Runian in front of him was cleared of suspicion.

Bo Sibai drooped his eyes, swallowed back the anger in his heart, put on the shirt that was stitched up with staples, and got up and left directly with his tuan tuan.

Song Runian stared blankly at the door, a little dazed.

what's the situation?

This man wearing that kind of shirt is actually not angry, and just left calmly? !