"Hahaha!"
A clear, melodious male voice rang out.
McDull turned his head and saw a handsome uncle standing at the courtyard gate, not stopped by the bodyguard.
The uncle was holding a gift box, looking at him with an indulgent smile.
"Your laugh is so fake!"
McDull stuck out his tongue and turned to run away!
Shi Ying stared at McDull's retreating figure, his teeth itching with irritation!
His laugh was fake?
He had come with a heart full of sincere flattery!
What part of his laugh was fake?
McDull rushed back and plunged into Song Zhen's arms, standing by his leg, "Daddy, the uncle outside has a really fake laugh, he must want something from you!"
Song Zhen touched his little head, "How do you know he's come to ask me for something?"
McDull blurted out, "Because you're the most awesome person in our house!"
As he said this, he lifted his chin, his whole little face seeming to glow with inherent confidence, pleasing Song Zhen successfully.
