After groping with his little fingers twice, he actually made a fist into a fist and stuffed it into Jun Mo Shang's left orbit.
His fist was so small that it was really stuffed inside.
Feng Jingyun was a little startled, and scolded coldly, "Baby, what are you doing!" This was simply adding salt to Jun Mo Shang's wound. Even though Shang's wound had been healed for more than twenty years, it was like being gouged out.
How can we forget the pain in our eyes?
The baby turned his head and was a little frightened when he saw his mother's angry look.
She snatched the baby away savagely, really wanting to slap the naughty boy twice on the butt. She slapped the baby a few times, but when she saw the baby's timid expression, wanting to cry but not daring to cry, she finally couldn't do it.
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Jun Mo Shang frowned, "Okay, the baby is still young, and he didn't mean it..."
Feng Jingyun glared at him, "You're right, he doesn't understand, don't you? Don't let him fool around."
Seeing her angry look, she was angry because of herself, but he felt happy and said, "I don't care."
"You don't care, do you?" Feng Jingyun was cruel now. He turned the baby over, pressed it on his lap, and slapped the baby's butt with two moderate slaps.
"Wow wow wow... wow wow wow..." The baby cried loudly. He was so young that he didn't know what he had done wrong. He only knew that his butt hurt.
Feng Jingyun was very distressed. He hit the baby because of Jun Mo Shang. He had no choice but to blame the baby for such excessive behavior. If he didn't stop the baby from going too far in the future, it would be bad.
Jun Mo Shang understood what she meant, "Jingyun, if the baby does something he shouldn't do from now on, I can just stop him." He felt distressed and picked up the baby's small body from her lap, not daring to complain loudly, only daring to whisper softly.
He mumbled dissatisfiedly, "Your mother is really capable of ruthless actions..." Looking at the two teardrops on the baby's pink and jade face, he was so cute that even the outsiders, not to mention the father, would feel very distressed.
"Oh... the baby doesn't cry..." Jun Mo Shang coaxed the baby awkwardly, letting the baby lie flat in his arms. He had seen other people holding babies, is this the right way to hold them? His big hands were there again.
The baby's back was gently comforted. The son was really too young, and his back was not as wide as his hand.
The more I think about it, the more I feel...it's not Jingyun's fault.
She just felt sorry for him. It was his own fault. He doted on the baby too much. She just held his little hand and stopped him from stretching out.
In fact, when the baby put his little fist into his beadless eye socket, he remembered the scene where his mother-in-law stabbed his eyeball with an arrow and then used a rusty gouging knife to gouge out his eyeball.
It was an old injury that happened so long ago that he almost forgot that there was no eyeball in his left socket.
Jingyun was still careful and noticed the changes in his emotions.
If anyone dared to touch him, they would definitely die miserably. It was his son...
He wanted to fight but couldn't bear to fight...
After all, the baby didn't do it on purpose, he just thought it was fun.
The baby was really beaten, and his heart was so tight with pity that he felt really conflicted.
Now that I'm a father, that's probably it.
The baby was coaxed gently by his father, who was not a master of picking up Joe. His butt didn't hurt much anymore and his crying stopped. He looked at Jun Mo Shang with his two round eyes.
What they don't know now is that a few years later, Bao Bao heard about this from his mother and kneeled down in front of Jun Mo Shang seriously to admit his mistake.
