My eyes were completely attracted by the little girl, my big eyes blinked, and my pink face was so cute.

"Do you want to test your dna?" Song Jia's voice came from his ears. My eyes then moved away from the little girl's face, smiled awkwardly, and said, "No, it's exactly the same as when I was a child."

"I haven't booked a hotel yet," she said.

"Go to Sheraton directly, are you tired?" I thought for a while, said, and immediately took the luggage from Song Jia.

You can't go to the Holiday Hotel anymore, that's the Zhang family's property.

"Mom, is he the dad?" A silly voice rang out. I hurriedly looked down, and the little guy was also staring at me.

"Yes, he is your father." Song Jia said.

The little guy blinked and stared at me with his lips, not knowing what he was thinking. I immediately handed the doll I bought on the road to her and said, "Give you a gift."

She didn't answer, just kept staring at me, and was a little embarrassed to be stared at me, so I smiled and said, "Don't like it?"

"Are you really my dad?" she asked curiously.

"Yes!" I nodded.

"Then why don't you go to the United States to see me? Don't you know I miss you very much?" She stared at me like a little adult and questioned me.

It's really embarrassing to be questioned by his daughter like this, and I don't know what to say.

"Dad is busy with work." Song Jia's voice rang out, and then he wanted to hug her, but was rejected.

"Hug!" The little guy didn't call him dad, but stretched out his hands to me and wanted to hug him.

For a moment, I felt so relieved that I felt so excited that I was so excited that I immediately bent down and hugged her.

I held her in one hand and the doll in the other, but soon my ears were filled with her breasts and a slight voice: "Give me the doll."

"Okay!" I said two good words in excitement.

"Did you really not visit me and mom because you are busy with work?" the little guy asked staring at me.

I glanced at Song Jia and saw her nodding slightly, so I had to bite the bullet and lied: "Yes, Dad has never had time."

"Are you still so busy in the future?" She was really like a little adult, speaking seriously.

"No, I'll be with you every day from now on." I said.

"Really?" she asked.

"Yeah!" I nodded.

"Okay, I forgive you." The little guy said seriously, then suddenly held my neck with both hands and said, "Dad, I miss you so much."

For some reason, after hearing her say such things, my eyes suddenly became blurred, my heart was very sad, and I felt like a sinner: "Dad miss you too." I tried my best to control my feelings and said very gently.

It was a very strange feeling. When I met Xiao Sihao, I was still a big boy, so I didn’t feel much, and I even felt a little scared. But at this moment, my mentality was different, such as excitement, nervousness, heartache, etc. In short, I was mixed and I couldn’t explain it clearly.

I asked Ning Yong to drive and sat in the back row with the little guy in my arms. She kept telling me about things in the United States. It was strange that she didn't feel irritable at all. She talked to her all the way, but she was still unsatisfied.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of Sheraton Hotel. I booked a suite for Song Jia and sent the mother and mother to the room.

"Wait for me, take a shower, and after we get to sleep, we will have a drink and have something to tell you." Song Jia said.

"Okay!" I nodded.

"I'm going to sleep with my dad tonight." The little guy shouted, "Dad, you just promised to tell me a bedtime story."

"Okay, bedtime story." I said.

Song Jia took Yaya to take a shower. I sat on the sofa with my brows slightly frowned. Although I had only been with Yaya for twenty minutes, I no longer wanted her to return to the United States: "What should I do?"
Chapter completed!