Mr. Long's Little Money Lover Is a Big Lazy Egg

Funny, lazy, lying down and chewing on the old, the group's favorite, cute baby, didn't drink Meng Po soup, genius. The Long family's monk temple has been here for hundreds of years. Suddenly one day, a courier arrived at the door. Assistant Mr. Long, your express delivery, Long Yao, has been thrown away. Assistant, I can't throw it away. The letter said it was your daughter. Long Yao, throw away the porcelain. At this time, Mr. Long happened to come to the company to find Long Yao and heard this. He didn't hear anything, except that he had a great-granddaughter. Go down with the crutch without saying a word, little bastard, you scumbag, you don't want your wife or daughter, I'll beat you to death. Xiao Wang, where is my great-granddaughter? This little brat doesn't want her, I want her. Assistant, Zai Zai is here. Mr. Long, at first glance, he looks exactly like that little bastard Long Yao when he was a child. No one would believe it if he said he was not the son of a little brat like Long Yao. The baby dragon is also awake at this moment. A medical genius in her previous life, while others learned to save people, she loved making poisons. In this life, she just wants to lie down, hehe, her biological mother died when giving birth to her, and before she died, she asked her godmother to send her here. You looked at the old man in front of you and saw that he was rich. She lay down and had hope. If the babies like the pit, go in, and if they don't like it, go away.