Chapter 191 (1/2)

This kid can tear.

The first thing he tore up was what he had written day and night before.

Originally.

People like Mu Chen have ignored life and death. It doesn't matter if you live or die.

The deviation and variable of mulberry leaf are more.

Mu Chen stares at the little guy with his head down in front of him, grinds his teeth slightly, and his black eyes sink.

He wanted to beat her, but he couldn't do it.

This kind of tangled mood simply let Mu Chen's originally unhappy mood completely reach the peak.

There is no one else in the study now.

Mu Chen closed his eyes and tapped the desk with his long, cold fingertips. He looked at her for a few seconds. The silent state made people feel miserable.

This kind of cramped and uneasy atmosphere could not be tolerated by even ordinary adults, let alone her as a child.

But what he didn't know was that yesang was an optimist. He ignored her, and the little guy began to amuse himself.

She sat on the ground, shaking her little feet. Meizizi opened the little yellow book that Duan Jinyan had given her before she left.

Results -

have not been met yet.

Mu Chen was not able to stand it, he glared at the little girl lying on the ground, tone impatient way: ”get up.”

”Oh...” As the tone of the other side is really too fierce, the little guy reluctantly climbed up from the ground and hid the little yellow book with his hands on his back.

Mu Chen, an adult, can't be curious when she takes it.

The man leaned back, gently shook a pile of folders on the table, and laughed: ”are you prepared? Well? ”

Otherwise, why not touch so many things, just pick his folder?

Ye sang wrinkled bun face, small mouth slightly toot drum drum, no voice.

The little guy didn't answer, and Mu Chen didn't ask her in a hurry.

He waved directly to her to come.

Ye sang that pair of young round cat eyes moved slightly, hesitated, or moved away slowly in the past.

”Uncle...” She opened her mouth and thought of what her grandfather had taught her.

Just want to speak out to brainwash Mu Chen, the man drooped his eyes, horizontal her one eye, see the other party's ideas, he has no childish heart to interrupt the other party's words.

”Shut up.”

”I don't want to hear it.”

Mu Chen side head asks her, ”how do you want to tear this up?”

But a normal child can't do such a thing, can't he?

By his eyes of doubt, the little guy puffed his cheek, straightened his back, ”uncle.”

She is soft and soft to stick up, that pair of beautiful and beautiful cat pupil smile to see the tooth not to see the eye, ”let's be a person together, OK?”

The little girl's hair curled up, her childish face was up, her eyebrows were clear and clean.

Without expression, Mu Chen raised his hand and pressed her hair.

Well

That's not very pleasant.

”Who's going to be with you?” He snorted coldly, the end of his eyes slightly cocked up, and the lines were full of sarcasm. ”Do you know something about Deliberately Destroying Laozi's plan?”

If ordinary children can do something like this, it's really shocking.

But yesang is not necessarily a person.

Her origin has become a mystery. Although the grandfathers who can't see the end of her mouth don't know whether it's true or not, Mu Chen has to choose to be convinced by her recent Pipa music.