双胞胎崽崽的反派炮灰奶爸洗白了

After waking up, Wen Tian turned into the villain cannon fodder in the face-slapping novel he read before going to bed.

Good news: The plot of the cannon fodder’s death was only halfway through.

Bad news: It was the fatal half.

Just when he was confused and doubting his life, a fluffy little head with a strong milky fragrance timidly poked in from the door. The little face covered with milk powder was dripping with tears, and he said in a trembling little cry, “Daddy, I was not careful… I spilled the milk powder TT”

Wen Tian sat up with a “ho”.

The little milk bag was so scared that he squatted on the ground with his buttocks, holding his head tightly with his two little arms. His little body kept shaking, and he cried and apologized, “I was wrong, daddy, I won’t dare to do it again, don’t hit me, wuwuwu…”

Wen Tian, ​​”Did you step too high? Did you fall? Did you choke? Are you hungry? Why didn’t you call me?”

Little milk bag: ? ? ?

The little baby raised his wet round eyes and stared at Wen Tian who was leaning over him with a look of panic, “Daddy?”

Wen Tian hugged the little crybaby’s soft body, patted him to clean the milk powder, and said gently, “You are still a little kid, you just made a mistake accidentally, how could daddy bear to hit you?”

Oh – Wen Tian sighed.