Chapter 1439 Longing for a Baba Like Him

A very fluttering sentence, which was purely casually sent by passers-by from the two of them.

The voice was even a little low.

However, Luo Yibei's ears were sharp.

Sensitive caught the passerby's voice, his spine froze suddenly, and the steps under his feet suddenly stopped.

Xiaoyi also heard what the passerby said.

Stopping his steps, he turned his head and stared at the passer-by who spoke, and looked at Luo Yibei's face calmly.

When Xiao Nianbao looked up at him, his eyes were bright, and Luo Yibei could clearly capture the starlight-like light in his eyes when he heard the words of a passerby.

The big eyes are like the starry sky after the fog has dissipated, clear, translucent, and dazzling.

"They said that we are very similar!" With his little head raised, the little milk bag looked at him with a twinkle in his eyes, and said it carefully, as if he was afraid that he would immediately dismiss it.

There was a strong expectation in the child's eyes, and Luo Yibei could see it, as if he was expecting to hear the same expectation in his heart.

His tone was very careful, like a piece of clear glass, if he was not careful, he might be smashed to pieces by Luo Yibei's words.

It is not difficult to guess the child's thoughts, and his feelings are very straightforward, and the expectations in his eyes are not concealed at all.

Luo Yibei knew very well what he was looking forward to at the moment, however, his eyes were lightly closed, his hands rubbed the head of the little milk bun, he still replied to the little guy mercilessly, "Uncle has no children!"

There was one, and yet, when it was there, or even when it wasn't, he had absolutely no idea!

The big eyes that were bright like a starry sky before the little milk bag seemed to be covered with a layer of fog after his words, and they suddenly dimmed.

With a shriveled mouth and a smiling face, he sullenly took a step forward to Luo Yibei and got into the car.

He was unhappy, and Luo Yibei could see it.

This is how the child thinks, happy, unhappy, expectant, disappointed, all written on his face.

Luo Yibei turned his eyes stiffly and stared at him calmly. For some reason, with such a small breast pack, it looked like he had been stabbed by something sharp in his chest.

It hurts, it's stuffy, it's uncomfortable.

However, he didn't want to lie to the child out of kindness.

He really has no children!

He opened the car door and followed him into the car, his hand was stiffly raised, and Luo Yibei tapped on his arm.

"Uncle took you to play elsewhere, didn't he promise to stay with you for a day?"

The little nipple sullen and said nothing.

Luo Yibei didn't know how to comfort the child, put him in the safety seat, and he slowly started the car.

When the little milk bag came out with him today, he was always happy, and the little mouth chattered, almost never stopped.

Luo Yibei disliked him for being noisy all day.

However, he was surprisingly quiet along the way.

Luo Yibei thought that he just wanted to go to the amusement park, but he was brought out by himself. He felt a little ashamed of the little milk bag, so he took the little guy to go again.

He also deliberately led the little milk bag to the entertainment facility he wanted to play just now, and even thought about whether to hold him and play bungee jumping.

He thought that a child's mood should come and go quickly, seeing something fun and forgetting anything unhappy.

However, after Xiao Daibao entered the amusement park, he didn't say a word the whole time.

No matter what he said, there was no reaction at all on the little milk bag's face.