I Become A Burdensome Child After Transmigrating

Su Jiu handed the doll to her, smiled sweetly and said, "Sister, don't cry, this is for you~"

"Wow!" Song Xinyan was very pleasantly surprised, she reached out and took the doll, and hugged it lovingly, "Thank you Xiaojiu, I like it so much!"

"And this one is also for my sister." Su Jiu handed her the candy jar again.

"Thank you!" Song Xinyan took it together, and then freed up a hand to hold her hand, "Xiaojiu, let's go, come to my house to play!"

The two little girls walked in bouncingly, leaving their fathers behind.

Song Jiye smiled helplessly, and said to Su Shengjing: "Sure enough, little girls are better at playing than little girls. Let's go in and sit down."

"Okay." Su Sheng nodded his head, his eyes always following Su Jiu in front of him.

Seeing her running behind Song Xinyan, my heart was hanging in the air, for fear that she would accidentally fall down.

If he was injured, he would definitely feel distressed to death.

Su Shengjing felt that since having a daughter, she has become a worried mother. However, he was content with it.

After Song Xinyan dragged Su Jiu in, she brought a strawberry cake and dessert and invited her to eat.

Su Jiu is still looking at this huge villa, it's really luxurious, estimated to be worth hundreds of millions?

It's nice to have money.

Although I can only look at it now, but after my father becomes a first-line celebrity and a top star, maybe she will also be able to own such a house!

Then, she can live in it, eat and eat in peace until she dies.

After enjoying the dessert with the little hostess and the milk tea brought by the nanny, Su Jiu was dragged into the room by her.

Song Xinyan said excitedly: "Sister, this is my room! I'll show you my newly bought toys and skirts. If you like anything, just tell me and I'll give it to you!"

Song Xinyan's room was unusually large, estimated to be one hundred square meters, and the wardrobe alone occupied an entire wall. After she opened the cabinet door, what caught Su Jiu's eyes was a dazzling array of clothes, shoes, headbands, hats, schoolbags...

There is no doubt that Miss Qianjin is real.

The whole room is mainly pink and white, the ceiling is decorated with a starry sky, and there are several beautiful cloud lights. The bed is a princess bed, with layers of white curtains above it, which simply satisfies all the fantasies of little girls.

Song Xinyan pulled Su Jiu to the wardrobe, "Sister, you can take whatever you like, just choose whatever you want."

The little heroine is really enthusiastic.

Su Jiu thought about it, and smiled at her, "Sister, I can't take your things. Whatever I want, my father will buy it for me."

Seeing that she didn't intend to choose, Song Xinyan gave up and said to her excitedly: "Then sister, let's watch cartoons together? What do you want to watch?"

Su Jiu said softly, "I'll watch whatever my sister sees~"

Song Xinyan felt that she was so obedient, and she had a little more affection for her. Pulling her to sit down on the furry bed, she ran to turn on the TV hanging on the wall and played cartoons.

Song Xinyan played her favorite cartoon, giggling while watching.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

A seven or eight-year-old boy appeared at the door. Seeing Song Xinyan watching cartoons, speechlessness was written all over his delicate face.

He said coldly and disgustedly, "It's so noisy, only a fool would watch such childish things."