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Chapter 93: I Bullied Your Aunt Terribly Last Night

But he was still worried about Yu Wanwan's safety, "Uncle Wang, did you bully my aunt last night?"

I don't know if it was a dream, but last night he saw this bad uncle pressing down on his aunt.

Su Yanshen stopped and looked at Yu Xiaoman with lowered eyes and an expressionless face, "She was bullied badly by me last night."

After saying that, he looked back and started walking again.

When Yu Xiaoman heard that his aunt was being bullied badly, he stopped being afraid and rushed over to hug Su Yanshen's leg, "I will fight with you."

Su Yanshen reacted quickly, took a big step to avoid it, stretched out his hand, and pressed the little guy's head. Even if Yu Xiaoman used his hands and feet, he couldn't touch him.

The little guy was anxious and annoyed, "Bad guy, big bad guy!"

snort!!!

Yu Wanwan came out of the room and saw that scene, "Xiao Man, what are you doing?"

She was so frightened that she ran over and hugged Yu Xiaoman.

Very vigilant.

Su Yan's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and left with heavy steps.

When Su Yanshen's figure disappeared at the top of the stairs, Yu Wanwan withdrew his gaze and worriedly checked Yu Xiaoman's body, "Xiaoman, where did he hit you? Do you feel any pain?"

Although her voice was very low, Su Yanshen still heard her. He paused in his steps, tightened his fingers on the handrail of the stairs, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

Yu Xiaoman held his head high and replied to Yu Wanwan in a disdainful tone, "He is no match for me."

Yu Wanwan: "..."

He can be controlled tightly with just one finger. This guy is bragging without any guilt at all.

She pinched the little guy's fleshy face angrily.

Then I took him back to the room to wash up, changed clothes, and then went downstairs.

Yu Xiaoman still wore the same pajamas and T-shirt he wore last night. It was baggy on his body, and the Ultraman pattern on the chest was a little faded.

Yu Wanwan was going to take Xiaoman back to the hotel directly, but she didn't expect Weng Ping to be waiting for her at the stairs on the first floor.

"Wanwan, I was just about to go upstairs to call you to come down for breakfast."

Weng Ping smiled and finished talking to Yu Wanwan, then looked at Yu Xiaoman, "Did Xiaoman sleep well last night?"

The little guy has a chubby face and is really cute.

Weng Ping reached out and poked his little face gently.

But Yu Xiaoman didn't like others touching his face and hair. He frowned and said, "Grandma, you are so rude."

Yu Wanwan knew this, but Xiaoman was so straightforward that she felt a little embarrassed, "Aunt Ping, this kid is ignorant."

She touched Xiaoman's head.

Aunt Ping smiled and shook her head, "It's okay. My husband was like this when he was a child. He didn't like others to hold his head and touch his face."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

Yu Wanwan felt guilty, and she immediately changed the subject, "Aunt Ping, I'm sending the child back first."

She took Xiaoman and was about to leave.

Aunt Ping persuaded her to stay, "Miss Yu, please leave after dinner. Your breakfast has been prepared for you and is on the table."

Not to mention the food, it was fine, but when it came to the food, Yu Xiaoman's stomach began to growl.

He has three meals a day, and he eats when he gets to the restaurant, even more punctually than the alarm clock.

"Auntie, I'm hungry."

After all, he is a child, so he has to eat when he is hungry. There is no shame in it, and he does not think it is bad to eat at other people's houses.

Weng Ping took the opportunity and said: "Let's go have breakfast."

She bent down, put her arm around Yu Xiaoman's shoulders, and took him directly to the restaurant.

Su Yanshen sat there, having already eaten half of his breakfast.

When Yu Xiaoman saw Su Yanshen, his eyes were full of hatred. Weng Ping arranged for him to sit down opposite Su Yanshen.


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