Chapter 231 - Daughter, stop fooling around

　　At the entrance of the house near the sh.o.r.e of the Ji Family villa, three black sedans stopped.

　　Uncle Yuan opened the car door, and said with a smile to the two little fellows who were playing around in the car: "Little Young Master, Young Miss, we're home!"

　　Only then did the two kids slowly get off the car. Before they even reached the entrance of the house, they heard the cries of the baby coming from the living room.

　　Tang Xiao Rui's eyes widened, he turned to Uncle Yuan and asked curiously: "Uncle Yuan, is there a little brother at home?"

　　Uncle Yuan smiled and explained: "It's not little brother, it's little sister, it's your Uncle Mu s.h.i.+ Ye's daughter."

　　"Ah …" It's my sister, so boring. I was just thinking of being a little brother. " Tang Xiao Rui's bright and lively eyes immediately dimmed.

　　Tang Xiao Nai Yi Ting had a cute little sister at home, her pretty little face was all smiles: "Then I want to be the first one to run in and see little sister, I really like little sister."

　　When the two little fellows ran into the living room, they saw that the floor in the living room was filled with little toys, and Mu s.h.i.+ Ye sat in the middle of the toys in an extremely messy manner.

　　The suit jacket was nowhere to be seen, it was only wearing a black s.h.i.+rt with its sleeves rolled up, revealing two strong arms. It opened its legs and started to pile up wood for its daughter.

　　The originally combed short, handsome hair was now messy and had an explosive force that could drive one mad at any time.

　　He had a beautiful thought that if his daughter was a little princess, he would give her a small castle, and she would definitely like it.

　　But who would have thought that the pile he just piled up was a little too high. The little fellow stretched out its little hand and swept across, causing the castle to fly away.

　　Mu s.h.i.+ Ye had no choice but to give up. However, the little fellow was unhappy, and picked up the boxes that she swept away with her little hands one by one and told him to continue piling them up.

　　Mu s.h.i.+ Ye could only continue. Protecting him once, twice, thrice, the little guy would always interrupt him midway. This made Mu s.h.i.+ Ye really want to collapse.

　　Can anyone tell him whose genes this little thing inherited? He's so naughty at such a young age, and he's so naughty.