Chapter 222 Teacher, I Want a Boyfriend

• Tony blinked blankly, reached out to pat her own little head, and said with lingering fondness, “Daddy’s hand is so warm. It felt so good when he patted me.”
• Tony Jr. instantly slapped a hand over his eyes like he couldn’t bear to look, grumbling, “Tony, don’t fall for the enemy’s sweet talk! He ditched us for six years. Did you forget how hard Mommy had it?”
• Tony flushed, ashamed, and sat up straight.