Becca, the little girl, was empty-hearted, and quickly moved her little body behind her father's back, and then secretly poked out a head melon seed from her father's shoulder, and secretly observed Syl.
When Ciel saw her sneaky appearance, he knew that it was her girl's masterpiece, and glared at her sternly, and Becca puffed out her mouth aggrievedly and said, "When I passed by my mother's dressing room, I thought these two bottles of sleep cream were so beautiful, so I took them to the room and used them." ” "You, you stinky girl, it seems that I can't beat you up, you're so naughty at a young age" When Ciel finished speaking, he was about to climb into bed and hit Beka, who screamed and then hid his whole little head on his father's back.
Becca grabbed her father's pajamas and kicked her little body to be coquettish, "Daddy help me, daddy help me" He has always protected his daughter, and this time is no exception.
Before Ciel climbed into bed, he held Cier's hand and pleaded with his daughter with a smile, saying, "My daughter is young and ignorant, so I can't buy two more bottles to scare my daughter into doing anything." ” Ciel didn't expect Becca to do such a thing that didn't ask for himself, he, as a father, not only protected her, but also blamed her, and he was even more angry for a while.
"You know that you spoil your daughter, you are partial to her when you are right or wrong, you are unreasonable" He put his arm around Sir's waist and let her sit on the bed, laughing and coaxing her, "I'm a mother, and what kind of jealousy do you eat with your daughter."
Well, I hurt both. ” "Go away, who's going to mean that?"
Cyr angrily shifted his shoulders and sat a little to the left, ignoring him.
He didn't understand what she meant.
"Alright, I'll have someone buy you twenty boxes tomorrow.
Don't mess with your daughter, go to sleep. ” Cill looked back at him angrily.
He is a smart and rational person, and everyone who knows him also comments about him.
Why does he always blindly indulge in the treatment of his daughter Really.
Cier knew that even if he was angry, he would protect his beloved baby daughter, so he would not help her teach her a lesson.
So she didn't bother to get angry, snorted at him and glanced at Becca, who was smiling triumphantly at her, and then climbed into bed to sleep.
Becca looked at her mother's back and laughed happily.
She knew her dad could protect her.
Hee-hee. nn The next day.
Because of the recent preoccupations, it was just dawn, and Ciel lost his sleepiness and slowly opened his eyes.
She turned her head to look at the two sleeping next to her, and saw Becca sleeping with her face buried in his father's arm, breathing shallowly and evenly.
She reached out and touched Becca's hair with some trembling tremors, thinking bitterly to her heart how dependent Becca was on her father, so she had to hold her father's arm every night to sleep But how can this continue?
The plan is about to begin, and if it succeeds, she will soon be like her mother, without a father.
She was so dependent on her father, how could she do it?
Cill closed his eyes in pain, tears rolling down his face in disobedience.
She knows better than anyone the pain of losing her own father.
Of course, she didn't want her daughter to suffer the pain of life being worse than death.
But she couldn't help it.
She can't let go of her father's revenge, and she can't act as if nothing has happened.
She can only swear in her heart over and over again that she will be a good mother in the future, be the best mother, to make up for her daughter. oshow7 t1706231537: