Mu Xiaoxiao held the bag and walked over to Papa Yin.
"Papa Yin, this is for you."
Papa Yin had just taken the bag, but before he could say anything, a voice interrupted him.
"Where's mine?"
It was Yin Shaojie, coming down from upstairs.
Mu Xiaoxiao blinked with a smile, her delicate little face full of innocence as she said, " there's none for you. &Quot;
Yin Shaojie pretended to be jealous.
At this time, another voice sounded.
"What about mine?"
"Daddy!" Mu Xiaoxiao looked over joyfully. Mu zhengbo was standing behind Yin Shaojie, and it was obvious that the two had come down together.
She practically skipped over.
"Daddy has it." She said.
Mu zhengbo put an arm around his daughter's shoulder, waiting for her gift. &Quot; where's my gift? "
Mu Xiaoxiao grinned and hugged her father's hand.
"It's here!"
Their eyes met.
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled brightly and said, " I'm daddy's present, the best present in the world! &Quot;