C471 Alone

Little pudding was a little discouraged. He put the fake gun back to its original position, curled his lips, and looked at Hsiao Tian.

"Dad, hit, it didn't hit!"

Hsiao Tian found it funny, but his heart softened. He directly picked little pudding up from the stool.

"Mommy should wake up. Let's go and let Mommy have breakfast first