Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

The little guy was holding a transparent umbrella, standing unobtrusively in the rain.

But the man and woman were obviously not blind either.

The talking boy walked towards her, smiling and raised his eyebrows, "Yo, where did you get the child from?"

"It's pretty cute, tsk tsk, what are you doing here on a rainy day?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he held a gun and a stick, full of malice.

The boy looked up and down at the ink stained on the white skirt on her body, and immediately chuckled: "It's so dirty."

The little guy took a step back, summoned up his courage and dragged his little breasts and said, "The key..."

The boy picked out his ears, "What?"

"I want the key." The little guy's pupils were black and clear, and his tone was full of seriousness word by word.

The boy stared at her condescendingly, "Key?"

"Why?" He asked with a melodious tone, smiling, "You still want to find Huo Chenyu?"

"Who are you?"

He bent down, looked at the little one in front of him, sneered slightly and deliberately shook the key in front of her, "Want?"

The little guy stared at him with black cat eyes, and repeated in a milky voice: "I want it."

"Hey. He's sensible." This boy's name is Zhao Qian. As his name suggests, his family is indeed rich.

What he hated most in his life was a young master like Huo Chenyu who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

You don't have to do anything, you can enjoy the taste of being sought after by everyone as soon as you are born.

...He is obviously an adopted son.

Huo Chenyu, how can he enjoy the honor and status brought by the Huo family?

"You can do whatever you want." The boy laughed, "You are Huo Chenyu's younger sister, right? I heard her surname is Ye, right?"

"Huo Chenyu, the adopted son, is at least Huo. You don't even follow the Huo family's surname. You can't be an illegitimate daughter, right?"

Zhao Qian sneered slightly: "Sure enough, none of them are good things."

The girl next to him couldn't help tugging at the hem of his clothes, and said in a low voice, "Speak less."

This is still a five-year-old little guy.

As for being so ugly?

Zhao Qian didn't want to get rid of her, he raised his foot and took a step forward to stare at the little guy holding the umbrella, his eyes flashed with malicious intentions.

"Where did you get your umbrella? It's so ugly, did you buy it from a street stall?"

"It's raining now, why don't you just send us off."

"As long as you give us the umbrella, it's not like I can't give you the key." He said as he shook the key in his hand, his eyes full of malice.

Ye Sang subconsciously squeezed the handle of the umbrella tightly.

no.

This is Yan An's pot.

She has to return the umbrella.

Zhao Qian's face sank slightly, being successfully irritated by her refusal attitude.

"No?" He grinned coldly, "It's not up to you!"

The boy stepped forward and grabbed the handle of the umbrella.

Ye Sang's strength was not as strong as his, he was pushed back by Zhao Qian, staggered a step, and fell directly into the water vortex.

The accumulated water on the ground wet the skirt, and the knees were burning hot.

It was rare for the little guy not to cry this time. She got up from the ground with her mouth flattened, and looked up at the boy who snatched her umbrella away without saying a word. Ye Sang stretched out her hand and stubbornly repeated two words:

"key."

She knew that the umbrella would never come back.

Zhao Qian raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect this little kid not to cry.

He sneered, "Do you want a key?"

The boy threw it into the water vortex, turned around and walked away with the umbrella, and said lightly:

"Find it yourself~"

The little guy really went looking for it.

Don't be angry with the scum in the back! ! ! Calm down, watch your brother abuse him!