The little guy was so anxious that he looked frequently towards the door of the room, his eyes anxious and expectant.
Mommy, where are you? Come and stop your perverted dad’s perverted behavior.
Yan Mubei smiled even more evilly: "Your mommy just went out to the market, she won't be back so soon, hehe."
In order to exaggerate the atmosphere of terror and evil, a certain boss put on a ferocious expression, shrugged his shoulders and smiled evilly.
It looks like I finally found a chance to take revenge. Boy, you should die.
After saying that, Yan Mubei continued to pull up his son's shorts, but he did not do it in a hurry. Instead, he waited for his son to pull up, then pulled off a little bit to tease him.
He pulled down his pants, revealing half of his buttocks, and Colin quickly pulled them up with a look of sadness.
After his son pulled it up, Mr. Yan pulled it off again, exposing half of his butt just right.
The two father and son pulled and pulled each other, repeating the same actions.
In fact, Boss Yan looks more like teasing his own son.
Colin, who was teased, turned red in the face, gritted his teeth, jumped down and ran away quickly.
How could Yan Mubei let him go, pretending to chase him, but always keeping a step away: "You can't run away, just show me your butt."
Little Colin looked back while running. At this time, in his eyes, his father was really shockingly insignificant.
His little heart was trembling, and his legs didn't dare to stop: "Mommy, Mommy, Siu has bullied me again."
The small wooden house they lived in was built on the water 300 meters offshore. There was a flat road made of wooden planks leading from the small wooden house to the shore.
The boardwalk was strong and flat, with guardrails and other things beside it. When Colin ran in front and Yan Mubei chased behind, the boardwalk was extremely stable and did not feel trembling at all.
This is a resort for the wealthy, so the surrounding area is full of natural-style water cabins and boardwalks.
It was the peak tourist season at this time, and everyone was swimming and having fun near their wooden houses.
Looking over from a distance, I thought the father and son were playing, but no one came to save little Colin.
Seeing that Colin was about to rush off the boardwalk and run towards the market outside, Yan Mubei quickly stretched out his hand to fish him back.
He easily put it on his shoulders and strode back with his son on his shoulders.
As he walked, he slapped his little butt: "You brat, do you think you can escape?"
"Whoa, you bastard, let me down." Colin was hanging upside down and struggling with his legs flying.
Being so dishonest, Yan Mubei naturally slapped his little butt twice more.
So Colin finally calmed down.
After returning to the wooden house, Yan Mubei hugged his son to his chest and began to make evil plans.
"How do you think I should punish you?" He said, rubbing his chin in thought.
"I didn't do anything wrong, you can't punish me." A certain boy refused.
"Is it wrong to bite my butt? Is it wrong to ask your mother to ignore me? Is it wrong to cut off all my brand-name swimming trunks and make me wear cheap local products? Is it wrong to take the sea?
Is it your fault that the cockroaches chased me?" A certain boss became more and more excited as he scolded me, feeling that his wonderful honeymoon vacation was like a disaster movie.
When his father said something, Colin's neck would shrink inward until finally his head could no longer shrink.