C245 Promise

He picked up the little thing, held it in his arms, and kissed it on his forehead generously. "Son, Daddy loves you!!" "As expected. . . My mood improved a little. . . "

The little fellow made a 'little' gesture.

The bald little head tilted to the side in his father's arms and muttered, "I wonder if Yuluo will dislike me. . . "

. . . . . .

The outcome was. . .

When Yuluo opened the door