832. Chapter 832 Admiring Fan's Battle of Waterloo 2
Faced with Yang Mu'an's threats, Yang Mufan sneered and didn't take it seriously. His eyes, as deep as a cold pool, stared straight at him: "I don't know who will be executed by whom. You little bastard, don't talk arrogantly.
It's always better to be low-key, lest you lose face and lose your fortune later. When you bite me, then ridicule me in a high-key manner."
"..." Young Master An An's eyes flashed, and he turned around, bared his teeth, opened his teeth and claws, and rushed towards Yang Mufan quickly, intending to launch a surprise attack and bite Yang Mufan hard by surprise.
You actually look down on him?! Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch...
Bite him to death.
He wants to... bite him to death!!!!!!!
Ouch ouch ouch ouch——
Mu Wanqing sat on the sofa and looked at her son, like a completely irritated little beast, with bloodshot eyes, rushing towards Yang Mufan menacingly.
Her heart tightened. Firstly, she was afraid that her son would be injured. Secondly, she was worried that Yang Mufan would be bitten. And her son was young and didn't know the severity. What if the bite was too harsh?!
So, she exclaimed: "Mu Fan, be careful not to hurt your son."
Faced with his son's aura, which was as fierce as a rainbow and as fierce as a small beast, Yang Mufan successfully stopped his son's ferocious attack by just making an extremely simple action: his long and powerful hand pressed against Yang Muan's forehead.
, with a little force, he pushed the little bastard dozens of centimeters away. No matter how much he struggled with bared teeth, or waved his arms and legs with hammers, kicked, kicked, and hit him, he couldn't get any closer.
Yang Muan suppressed her blush and pushed forward with all her strength, stretching her legs and hands as far as possible, but... let alone touching Yang Mufan's body, he couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.
╰_╯.
Admiring Mu An, he realized for the first time: his hands and feet are so short?!
Didn’t everyone say that he looks like his uncle?! Uncle’s arms and legs are so long, why are his so short?!O(╯□╰)o.~~~~(>_<)~~~
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Yan Mufan looked down at his son with short arms and legs. While the smile in his eyes deepened, the evil devil factor was also spreading and growing crazily.
He pulled his lips and laughed very unkindly: "Yang Mu'an, who did you inherit those little arms and legs that are even stronger than Wu Dalang's?! How dare you show it off?! Don't you feel embarrassed?! It's me, I would have given it up a long time ago.
Get up, hide it, and you actually take it out and kick me?! How courageous!!!! By the way, where did you get the confidence to think: With your short arms and short legs, you can beat me?!"
"I told you to eat more at ordinary times, but you didn't eat. I asked you to drink chicken soup at noon, but you were so pretentious that you refused to drink it. Yang Mu An, do you regret it now?!"
"Aren't you trying to bite me with arrogant words?! I'm standing here without moving, begging you to bite me. You bite me, bite me, but you can't bite me, right?!"
"As long as I can't bite you, I can laugh at you as much as I want. Hahahaha... Yang Muan, you are so cowardly!!"
Sitting aside, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but laugh as she watched a strange scene that only appeared in TV dramas. She secretly covered her mouth and smiled so happily.
As for Yang Mufan, he was in an extremely happy mood. Sometimes he would say something sarcastic, and sometimes he would raise his other hand to pull Yang Mu'an's face.
Faced with her father's provocation, Yang Mu'an became completely angry. She puffed her cheeks angrily and kicked her for a while, but to no avail.
Under Yang Mufan's increasingly proud gaze and increasingly wild sneers, Yang Muan suddenly covered his chest, opened his mouth, and gasped urgently.
Seeing this scene, Mu Wanqing and Yang Mufan were immediately frightened out of their wits.
Mu Wanqing screamed and ran over: "An'an, what's wrong with you?! Don't scare mom."
Yang Mufan's expression changed suddenly and he retracted his hand. When he knelt down to hug him, Yang Muan's eyes turned cold. The moment he pounced on Yang Mufan, he opened his mouth and bit down hard on Yang Mufan's shoulder, which was only wearing a white shirt.
There was also an angry "wuwu" sound coming from his mouth.
Realizing that he had been deceived, Admiration Fan's handsome face suddenly turned dark.
He grabbed Yang Mu'an's chin, removed him from biting his shoulder, looked him in the face, and said through gritted teeth: "Yang Mu'an, how dare you lie to me with this trick of getting sick?! Damn it!!!!"
Yang Muan's expression was full of pride, he spread his hands and said quite innocently: "It was you who taught me that war is never tiring of deceit, and when necessary, I can do whatever it takes."
"..." The corners of Yang Mufan's mouth... twitched violently. At that moment, he really had nothing to say and was unable to argue.
Apart from being livid, I can only have a good taste of what it means to shoot oneself in the foot.
"An'an, you scared mom to death. You can't make jokes like this in the future, you know?!" Mu Wanqing squatted down, hugged her son, and held her son tightly in her arms. She saw that he couldn't breathe.
For a moment, her heart almost stopped beating.
Yang Mu'an obediently let Mu Wanqing hold her, and he said: "Mommy, I bit uncle. From now on, you will belong to me completely. Hehe. Hug, Mommy.
My dear, mommy, I want to sleep..."
Mu Wanqing nodded and touched his little head. Seeing that it was really late, she picked up Yang Muan and walked to the hospital bed.
Yang Mufan squatted stiffly on the spot, motionless. When he received the provocative look that Yang Muan cast towards him, he gritted his teeth with hatred. He had never thought about it, but hey, he didn't expect: In this life
He will actually encounter Waterloo. This brat is so damned, ahhhhhh, I really want to strangle him to death, strangle him to death!!!!!!╰_╯
