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742. That’s Your Dad’s Chest Pressure

I don’t know if the little girl’s father is watching the game.

Damn it, my wife’s tofu was eaten back and forth by this father and son.

Nian Nian should also take a look at the time, and also pay attention to the battle status of other groups in their group.

Two minutes are almost here.

Nian Nian's forehead was sweating.

"Don't worry, we will win."

Pei Mochen understood how much Niannian wanted to buy the Haiwa artifact.

He risked his life for his son, regardless of his image or gender.

When the balloon reached his chest, he held the opponent's arm and pressed it hard, very quickly.

The sound of "bang bang bang" made the child Niannian feel very moved and very happy.

Baby, do you know that your happiness and emotion are all based on your mother's pain?

As the referee said ‘stop’, all the parents stopped consciously.

Some of the family members watching around raised their hands and cheered.

Zhang Mofei glanced around in disgust.

Cheers to you sisters.

She felt that among the cheering people, there must not be the husband of the woman who cooperated with Pei Mochen. Her husband must have been in the same mood as her when watching the game, especially hating Pei Mochen and the person who set the rules of the game.

Pei Mochen sweated a lot on his forehead, and the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and a few hair strands stuck to his face.

It makes people look at it with a unique sex appeal and a unique taste that makes people want to fall over it.

The referee is counting the remaining balloons in each pair of baskets,

Nian Nian stared at the other person's frame with her little eyes, and Pei Mochen patted his head confidently.

His eyes were vicious as he glanced at the frames of all the teams. The outcome was already in his mind.

The balloons that disappeared from his frame alone could reach two frames of other people's teams.

This is all the result of the combined efforts of their father and son.

The referee announced the result, and as Pei Mochen expected, their team won.

In fact, it is just a personal game played by an adult with a child, which is a bit childish.

But it’s not easy to do.

As soon as the results came out, the parent who was working with Pei Mochen excitedly gave Pei Mochen a hug.

This is abroad, and this kind of hug is extremely normal.

The key is that after the hug, there was a kiss.

In fact, it is normal to have veneers abroad.

After hugging each other, Pei Mochen nodded and smiled at the parent, very gentlemanly.

Zhang Mofei's face looked very ugly.

"Mummy, it hurts!"

Poor little Sisi's chubby little hands were so pinched by her that their blood turned pale.

When Sisi cried out that it hurt, she let go of her hand and looked at the little meaty hand with distress.

A look of apology.

"I'm sorry, Sisi."

Over there, Pei Mochen called Vanilla to pay the money and received the Haiwawa artifact.

Pei Mochen walked to Zhang Mofei holding Niannian in her arms.

Zhang Mofei turned aside and ignored him.

A jar of old vinegar in my heart was overturned, and I felt uncomfortable.

She got angry when she thought about Pei Mochen's desperate efforts to squeeze her partner's waves.

In the end, I just hugged someone’s arm and squeezed.

Nian Nian very coquettishly took apart the packaging of the Haiwa artifact, assembled it, and tried it out in her hands.

It's exactly the same as the one held by Caspian Doll in the movie.

There are also many small switches on it, and different sound effects and lights will be activated when pressed.

It's the same as when the artifact functions in the movie Caspian Doll's fight.

Sisi looked at the Haiwa artifact in Niannian's hand with envy.

"Mom, brother, that one is so beautiful."

Hearing this, Zhang Mofei glanced at the thing in Nian Nian's hand angrily.

He said disdainfully, "That's what your father pressured you into."


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