Chapter 179 (1/2)
He lived for more than 20 years. He was beaten in the face for the first time. If she didn't call her father again, Mu Chen would feel oppressed.
The little guy was annoyed by the noise, and her soft body turned slightly, and she spit out two words, ”Baba...”
Mu Chen fragmentary read words slightly stagnant, because these two words lip angle radian slightly upwarped, the mood instantly beautiful up.
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when he came back with the little guy, he saw Zhao tezhu and Liu tezhu talking quietly.
Mu Chen slightly cold hiss a voice, this group of people also really take his home as a shelter.
The two dogs came by more than the special help around them.
It is expected to be more lively in the future.
Man lazy low eyes, arms of the little guy rubbed his eyes, vaguely woke up.
He put the person down, ye sang shook his head, subconsciously wanted to find the other two dads to act coquettish, but he did not see anyone around.
She pursed her lips a little, a little out of her wits.
Mu Chen looked at her little expression of loss, and a stream of sour water came out of her heart. The man led his thin lips and asked him not to smile: ”so reluctant?”
”Just out of the door.” He scoffed. ”It's not that I don't come back.”
Mu Chen's tone is too overcautious, so it is difficult for a little girl to pay attention to it.
She half tilted her head, ”Uncle ~”
”what's the matter with you?”
Mu Chen smiles, takes a deep breath, looks at her that innocent small face, enunciates clearly: ”I am sour.”
Ye mulberry
The little girl still does not understand, she is soft small breast cavity, ”for, why sour?”
Mu Chen did not want to pay attention to her, he did not have a good airway, ”because uncle is lemonade!”
Ye Sangsang:.... ”
Why are you so fierce.
The little guy whimpered away.
Because she couldn't find the other two dads to act coquettish, she ran to Liu tezhu and other people with the little silly hair on her head.
”Uncle...”
Small milk sound is very sweet.
Mr. Mu Chen: He was more angry.
When you see anyone, you call your uncle.
It's nothing in her eyes.
”Gone.” He resisted the impulse of swearing, and held the little fellow in his arms just now.
She shook her short legs and murmured, ”uncle is lemonade.”
Although Ye sang didn't understand the meaning of his sentence, it didn't hinder her to speak it out.
Mu Chen throat in a stem, gnashing teeth: ”shut up.”
The little guy puffed up his face, and his cat's eyes were slightly widened. ”You're cruel to me.”
The man is stupefied, think of not long ago the words that institute person said, his lip canthus can't help but slightly up warped a few minutes.
”You are really...”
He held back a smile and said, ”it looks like an expression bag.”
Ye sang stupidly bristled up, her small face puffed into a ball. She was not an expression bag.
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when Huo Yao and Shen chuchen came back together in the afternoon, they were staring at each other in the living room.
”Baba ~” heard the sound of footsteps, the little guy jumped up, just wanted to jump into one of the bad, she was stopped.
Huo Yao wrung his eyebrows and looked at the little girl carefully. Then he noticed the medicine on the palm of her hand.
The wound is not big.
But it's still frustrating.
Shen chuchen gave a low smile and kissed the little guy's face, ”tell me, how did you get bullied again?”
He was obviously bullied more than once.
Since ancient times, villains have never needed three outlooks.
Both men are too lazy to ask about the story.
After all, their own children, even if it is wrong, it is the wrong of others.
Ye sang lingered in Huo Yao's arms and bowed his head lazily, ”she pushed mulberry...”
The man's voice was cold, looking at the chubby girl in his arms, he gently knocked on her forehead, ”next time, dad will take you back.”
Cough.
Although it's already done.