"...Wuwu~, mommy belongs to An'an, mom is not a big bastard. Wuwu~, mommy belongs to Anan alone, not anyone else!!!!!! Mom will not abandon Anan, wuwu~
~, big bastard, you actually instigated my mother not to, wow~, bastard..."
The second before Yang Muan rushed over and hugged Mu Wanqing, Yang Mufan jumped up from the sofa as fast as a cheetah, pulled Mu Wanqing behind him, and then frowned, displeased
He scolded: "Yang Mu An, who are you calling a big bastard and who are you calling a bastard?! Do you know how to be polite? Do you know what it means to be respectful and orderly, to respect the old and love the young?! I want to hug your mommy, so I have to
See if I nod."
Yang Muan ran to hug Mu Wanqing, but in the end he missed her repeatedly. He, who was already angry, became even more angry.
He puffed out his cheeks and smoke was coming from his seven holes, like a little beast whose hair was exploding due to stimulation. He howled "woo~woo" from his mouth, and then stared at Yang Mufan.
Seeing Yang Mu'an's small face surrounded by black clouds, twisting into a ball, looking like he was about to fight with him, Yang Mufan was neither angry nor angry for the first time, but... felt: his son,
It's really interesting and simply adorable.
Admiring Mufan's dark and deep icy eyes gradually revealed a shallow and warm smile, which was very doting.
He raised his eyebrows and hummed lightly: "Yang Mu'an, do you feel that Mommy was taken away easily by me, and you are very unwilling and unconvinced?! Do you want to take Mommy back?! Let's do this,
Let's have a fair duel between men. Once you win, I will return your mommy to you immediately, and I promise that I won't take it from you again. You can hold your mommy as much as you want, kiss your mommy as you want, or whatever you want.
You can make a fuss however you want, and I will never interfere. But if you lose, then... don't just show off your face and lose your temper, and don't just cry without ambition and watch.
You look like you have tears and runny noses right now. I admire you, Mu An. To tell you the truth, I really feel... very embarrassed."
"..." After hearing Yang Mufan's last words, Yang Mu'an, who was wearing a pitifully short hospital gown, realized that a runny nose was indeed unsightly, so without hesitation, he immediately sucked in the runny nose.
"Hula", it was so perfect that it disappeared without a trace.
However, the moment Yang Mufan saw his son's nose hanging above his lips, his handsome eyebrows furrowed deeply, knowing that he had a mysophobia, Mu Wanqing took out a tissue and planned to run over to help Yang Mu'an blow her nose.
Who knows——
Looking at her son, Mu Wanqing actually sucked back the snot from his nose. Mu Wanqing really felt...o(╯□╰)o
Yaya, little thing, isn’t it disgusting?!o(╯□╰)o
Yang Mufan's sharp gaze fell on Yang Muan, who was standing a few meters away, a little indifferent and had no intention of challenging him. He raised his thick and handsome eyebrows and said leisurely and sarcastically: "Of course, if you feel that there is a disparity in strength,
Da, I feel that you are inferior to me in every way, so I am willing to give in. I won’t force you, you can refuse.”
"...Who said I gave in?!" After being so stimulated by Yang Mufan, Yang Mu An shouted angrily, "Who said I'm not as good as you in everything?!"
"Then what do you mean: accept the challenge?!" Yang Mufan raised his eyebrows and asked.
Yang Muan raised her cute little mouth and said: "I can challenge, but you big bastard, this competition is not fair. You are bullying the small and the weak by relying on the strong. Don't you feel blushing when you bully a child?!"
