"Auntie Ye, open me and take a look."

Ye Wanqiu gently stretched out her hand a little on her forehead.

How could she not know the little girl’s little thoughts?

This box is not big, but the shape is a bit too cute, it doesn't match her personality.

She is the heroine of the domineering master, and this thing is something that little girls play with.

But after opening it, she was stunned.

Everyone couldn't help but look over quietly.

In the box are small dolls.

Still the Q version.

The head is big and the body is small, but it is lifelike.

Every doll is very similar to Mr. Ye.

When you look closely, you will feel exactly the same.

Or angry,

Or indifference.

Or furious.

Or sad.

There are all kinds of expressions, and twelve kinds of expressions were gathered together.

But the middle one was Mr. Ye with his mouth wide open and his smile was heartless, wishing he could see the night meal he had eaten the day before.

This little doll can actually arouse people's empathy.

This is very awesome.

The various resentments and means in Mr. Ye's heart disappeared completely in an instant.

All that remains is gentleness.

She stared at the doll for a long time and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Then she covered the box dumbly, but couldn't bear to let go, staring at Su Mu and shouting:

"If you don't get out of cooking, what are you waiting for?"

Su Mu was overjoyed.
Chapter completed!