C207 Whose Fault Is It?

"Daddy, Daddy, don't leave, don't leave this little grass behind … wuu ~" The red-faced little person was muddleheaded. Little hands reached out with the blanket and shook his little fists from time to time, his brows tightly knitted. He was filled with worry, don't be a real brother, don't be the Suun Jie he likes, don't bully Wang Peng again, Daddy Big Dad only wants you …

"Big Dad