Qi Min bought Xiao Sheng a new set of clothes, which were also ridiculously expensive, so that he would not take them off again.

Xiaosheng was elated because of his new clothes and his mother's love, and he swayed his body from side to side as a tumbler, back and forth, diagonally and diagonally, and his body was more like a whip.

Dad said to him, let the attention slip, he didn't listen. His mother taught him, and he didn't listen to that.

After playing with the whip for a while, he suddenly stopped playing and went to hug a fat girl's big ass and didn't let go.

The chubby girl turned out to be not a chubby girl, because she was holding a little chick in her arms, and the little chick would already call her mother.

But the chubby chick is very much like a chick. It seems that the family has money and can afford cosmetics that make the youth more youthful and the heart more springy.

"Whose hooligan child are you, you hugged your sister's big ass at such a young age, and when you grow up, you can pay it back, and you don't go to prison early?"

But because she was holding the child, it was inconvenient for her to shake it hard, so she couldn't shake the child.

"I'm farting, if I don't let go, I'll kill you!"

The fat girl tried her best to fart, and she really made one.

Xiao Sheng let go, but in the blink of an eye, he ran to the front of the fat girl and hugged him from the front.

"Hey, you little rascal is getting worse, come ahead of me and get cheap. You don't know everything, you can't be a dwarfistic adult, deliberately harassing women, right?"

Xiao Sheng looked up at the fat girl, his brows were a little wrinkled, and there was an inexplicable longing on his face.

"Mom—" he shouted. But the mall was so noisy that no one could hear it.

"You little rascal, a little stinky rascal who arches a woman's pants!" the chubby girl scolded, slapping the boy on the cheek with her belly.

The boy held it tightly but didn't let go.

The fat girl pushed the child's chin with her knee, but when she couldn't do it, she angrily freed up her right hand, grabbed the boy by the back of the neck, and threw it far behind.

The boy was in danger of falling and hurting himself, and Qi Min, who turned around after seeing his clothes, had already seen the situation clearly, and rushed over to take the child into his arms.

The big bald man who went to the big mirror to secretly take a picture of his handsome appearance also came back and recognized his ex-wife, the fat girl who had a child with someone else.

"What are you hitting my kid?!" Qi Min asked the fat girl menacingly.

"He's a hooligan!" said the fat girl, as if in a stern manner.

"Nonsense! How can a child of his kind play hooligan? Is the child you are holding in your arms a child born when you got along with a boy in the kindergarten class?!"

"Hey, how do you talk to this girl? Aren't you practicing people? Look at you like a lady from a scholarly family, it turns out that you are wild in the sorghum field?"

"You're the wild, your whole family is wild!"

"You!"

"You!"

"You!"

"You!"

Qi Dabald saw that Qi Min's spitting stars were like stars, and his ex-wife Yang Min's spitting stars were like flies, so he stepped forward to cover Yang Min's mouth.

When Yang Min scolded people before he was divorced, he loved to cover her mouth like this, so he was familiar with his actions.

Because of his strong hands, he covered his mouth tightly, and his thumb and index finger pinched his nose again, Yang Min was so suffocated that he had to sit on the ground with his butt to get rid of his bald hand.

Yang Min sat on the ground and scolded, holding the child in one hand and poking Qi Min with one finger: "You ......"

Qi Min went over and twisted her mouth.

Xiao Sheng hurriedly went over to stop him, and pulled Yang Min up hard.

"It's all about your little turtle species!" Yang Min scolded, slapping his palm on Xiao Sheng's chubby face.

Xiao Sheng was beaten all of a sudden, his cheeks hurt, and his sneezes came out.

Qi Min was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged the child and dragged him back, but the child cried and refused to retreat.

Seeing that Yang Min still wanted to continue beating the child, Da Bald couldn't help but shout: "Yang Min, he is your son Xiaosheng, don't beat him anymore!"