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Chapter 42 Headache, Help Me Click

Mingsheng looked at the little girl in front of him. Listening to her soft words, he couldn't bear to agree or not.

So he laughed and promised the little girl seriously: "Okay, if Sheng Sheng doesn't bully my brother, then do you want to listen to Sheng Sheng?"

While eating what Mingsheng fed to her mouth, she nodded and said, "Yeah."

"Is it okay for you to call me daddy when there are people around?"

Young, "..."

Why!

Why does this man have to be her father?

Even when I was young, I was drunk.

But in order to ensure Nian Yichen's safety, she could only nod and agree, "Okay."

"Well, you are such a good boy. Come and eat more. If you eat too much, you will grow taller." Ming Sheng said in a soft voice.

For some reason, he was very patient when facing this little thing, and couldn't help but want to pamper her.

After breakfast, Mingsheng did not go out to work. He spent most of the time staying with his child and teaching her how to read and write.

He only goes out at night.

I went out in the middle of the night and came back half drunk and half awake.

It's been like this for several days.

This day, it's three o'clock in the morning.

Nian Yichen was sleeping deeply when the door to his room was suddenly kicked open.

He was so frightened that he woke up instantly and hurriedly turned on the light in the room, and saw Ming Sheng, who was drunk again, staggering towards him.

Nian Yichen got up and got out of bed vigilantly to avoid him, only to see Mingsheng suddenly fall down on the big bed, smelling of alcohol all over his body.

Nian Yichen slapped the smell of alcohol in front of his nose, glanced at the man on the bed speechlessly, and turned around to sleep elsewhere.

Unexpectedly, I was suddenly stopped by the man on the bed, "Come here."

His voice was mellow and magnetic, and even though he was drunk, his tone was extremely commanding.

Nian Yichen paused, turned around and looked at the man on the bed. He walked forward lightly and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Ming Sheng lay there with his eyes closed slightly, his expression of pain could not cover up his handsome and arrogant face at all, he still looked charming and charming.

He frowned and said lazily, "I have a headache. Please press it for me."

His tone now was much softer than before.

Nian Yichen stood there motionless and refused repulsively, "I can't."

"Just press it with your hand." Ming Sheng still didn't open his eyes, but it was obvious that he had no patience.

Nian Yichen is still hesitating.

But in the end, his body's stubbornness made him choose to refuse again. He stubbornly told the man on the bed, "I'll call the nanny for you."

With that said, he was about to turn around and leave.

Who would have thought that the man on the bed suddenly sat up and scolded coldly, "Nian Yichen, why do you think my 100 million is wasted? What's the use of me if you don't know your size?"

The man then opened his eyes, frowning and looking at the young man standing at the door with an uncomfortable and indifferent expression.

The light in the room was bright, making the man's slightly flushed handsome face look extremely charming, with sharp eyebrows.

Nian Yichen was startled, and the emotion in his eyes became a little panicked.

Such Mingsheng suddenly reminded him of some plots in movies.

And he, Ming Sheng, seems to be no different from the bad guys in the movies.

Despite this, he was still very stubborn and mustered up the courage to say to Ming Sheng: "I told you I don't know how to do it. You can find someone else to do this kind of thing."

"What kind of thing?"
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