He looked at the momentum of the little guy. How could he be a little familiar?

Like who?

Cold heavy eyes slightly squint, feel this little guy seems to be like himself.

If it was not clear that he had no fertility, at this moment, almost all thought Xiaobao was his son.

Xiaobao looked at his apathetic face, observed for a few seconds, tender voice said, "you are not afraid of cosmetic failure."

"The appearance of a man is not that important."

"What else do you do?"

"for your mother."

"She just said you don't have to do it for her. I heard it." Xiao Bao looked at the mask on his left cheek and said, "Uncle Yan, do you think that wearing a mask is not as handsome as Uncle mu, so you want to be handsome with vinegar?"

I have to admit Xiaobao's truth. Yan shiting's face was black, "what are you thinking about?"

The little guy stretched out his hand to take off his mask. He stretched out his big palm and wrapped his tender little claws. He frowned, "what are you doing?"

"Uncle Yan, you always wear a mask on your left face. Can you show me how ugly your left face is?"

“……” The ugly words really upset him, "nothing to see!"

"I heard you just said that the doctor will consult you tomorrow, and you all let the doctor see it. Why can't I see it?"

"I don't want to scare you." This is also true.

"That's too small of me." Cheng Xiaobao patted his chest. "Uncle Yan, I'll tell you, I'm not afraid of ghosts. No matter how ugly your left face is, it's better than a ghost."

He really didn't know what the kid was thinking in his head. He could always make him laugh and cry, "have you ever seen a ghost?"

"The one in the movie."

"It's a fake," he said, without expression. There are no ghosts in the world. "

Cheng Xiaobao changed his posture. His small legs knelt on his thigh. When he was unprepared, he once again uncovered his mask. He quickly grasped his little hand and said, "don't make trouble."

Xiaobao tilted his head and thought, "Uncle Yan, I'll give you a ten, you have 11 points, let me see your left face, OK?"

"No way."

"Twenty."

“……”

"Thirty, forty..." Cheng Xiaobao all the way to 80 points, Yan shiting is still indifferent.

"If you don't want 80 points, that's fine!" Cheng Xiaobao snorted out of his little nose and couldn't score any more.

"Ninety nine nine." Yan shiting suddenly said a number.

"Well?" Cheng Xiaobao didn't understand.

"Give me a 99.9 and I'll show you my face."

"It's too late. Uncle Mu is 0.01 points less than you!"

"To say that he got less than me means you agreed." Yan shiting raised his hand and uncovered the mask on his left face.

Cheng Xiaobao just said no, but he took off his mask and put it on his little hand. Xiaobao could not hold the mask firmly in one hand, but also held it in the other hand. His eyes were full of white pits and scars on Yan shiting's left face. He forgot to breathe.

Yan shiting's eyes stare at the little guy's small expression. The little guy's face is not in line with his young age, and he is afraid.

Originally did not intend to let the little guy see, unavoidably scared him, in order to score higher than Mu Yu Feng, is really bold.

Xiaobao can't stand it. He thinks muyufeng is better than him.

The most frightening child is crying.

But in case Xiaobao was afraid of him, he felt uncomfortable in his cold heart.

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