Chapter 598 Xiaobao Is Scared 1

He looked at the little guy's aura, why did he look familiar?

Like who?

His cold eyes narrowed slightly, feeling that this little guy seemed like himself.

If he hadn't clearly known that he was completely sterile, at this moment, he would have almost thought that Xiaobao was his son.

Xiaobao looked at his indifferent expression for a few seconds, then said in a tender voice, "You are not afraid of failure in plastic surgery."

"A man's appearance is not that important."

"Then what else are you doing?"

"For your mother."

"She just said she doesn't need you to do it for her, I heard it." Xiaobao stared at the mask on his left cheek, "Uncle Yan, do you feel that wearing a mask is not as handsome as Uncle Mu, so you are so jealous that you want to be more handsome? "

I have to admit the truth about Xiaobao. Yan Shiting's face turned dark, "What are you thinking about?"

The little guy reached out to take off his mask. He stretched out his big palm and wrapped his tender little claws, frowning, "What are you doing?"

"Uncle Yan, you always wear a mask on the left side of your face. Can you show me how ugly your left side is?"

"..." The word "ugly" really made him unhappy, "There's nothing good to see!"

"I heard you just said that the doctor will consult you tomorrow. You asked the doctor to see you. Why can't I see you?"

"I don't want to scare you." This is also true.

"Then you underestimate me." Cheng Xiaobao patted his small chest, "Uncle Yan, let me tell you, I'm not even afraid of ghosts. No matter how ugly the left side of your face is, it's still prettier than a ghost."

He really didn't know what was going on in this kid's head, and it always made him dumbfounded, "Have you ever seen a ghost?"

"The kind they show in movies."

He said expressionlessly, "What's shown in the movie is fake. There are no ghosts in the world."

Cheng Xiaobao changed his position and sat on his lap with his small legs. When he was not prepared, he wanted to take off his mask again. He quickly grabbed his little hand and said, "Don't make trouble."

Xiaobao tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Uncle Yan, I will give you ten points. You have 11 points. Can you let me see the left side of your face?"

"no."

"twenty."

"..."

"Thirty, forty..." Cheng Xiaobao increased the number all the way to eighty, but Yan Shiting remained indifferent.

"If you don't agree to eighty points, forget it!" Cheng Xiaobao snorted from his small nose and couldn't give up any more points.

"Ninety-nine point nine." Yan Shiting suddenly said a number.

"Huh?" Cheng Xiaobao didn't understand at first.

"You give me a score of ninety-nine point nine, and I'll show you my face."

"It's too late to make progress. Uncle Mu is even 0.01 points behind you!"

"You said his points are less than mine, which means you agreed." Yan Shiting raised his hand and took off the mask on the left side of his face.

Just when Cheng Xiaobao said he refused, he unexpectedly took off his mask and put it on his little hands. Xiaobao could not hold the mask firmly with one hand, but he also held it with the other hand, looking at Yan Shiting's white pits with watery eyes. The left side of the face, with its uneven scars, suddenly forgot to breathe.

Yan Shiting's sharp eyes stared at the little guy's expression. The little guy's face was too deep for his young age, and it didn't look like he was scared.

I didn't plan to let the little guy see it, as it would frighten him, but I really risked my life just to get a higher score than Mu Yufeng.

I can't stand that Xiaobao thinks Mu Yufeng is better than him.

It scares children to cry at most.

But thinking about what if Xiaobao was afraid of him in the future, he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his cold heart.