182 Sangsang’s Little Chicken

Those two mental people obviously belonged to the type that thought: "only I can beat my child up". 

Ye Sang rested lazily in her daddy's arms and spoke milkily, "A big child needs face too." 

The man yawned and narrowed his eyes sleepily. 

He rubbed the little girl's head and slowly put her down with a smile, "Alright, go to bed." 

The little thing obviously wasn't sleepy. She stretched out her little hand and pulled her daddy, looking rather mysterious, "Daddy, I have something to show you." 

Shen Chuchen opened his eyes more and mimicked the way she spoke, "What is it?" 

Ye Sang pulled his clothes and walked forward with clear eyes. She swayed as she walked, looking like a penguin. 

Shen Chuchen let her drag him and slowly strode behind her. 

It was in the middle of the night, what was better than sleeping with his daughter? 

Nothing. 

And he became even more energyless.