Chapter 647: Big and small beauties have to be coaxed

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Seeing that even Qin Wanrou was in battle at this moment, Wang Yong hesitated in his heart, involuntarily put down the wine glass in his hand, turned around and comforted Ouyang Feifei with a smile: "Feifei, I'm in a little bad mood today." Oh, look at my stinky mouth, how do you speak? Okay, okay, don't be angry, even if I'm a wolf-hearted bastard, okay? Ouch, look at your little face, why are you so aggrieved? Don't cry, don't cry, you are the CEO of a big group company, how can you be the same as Maomao, cry when you open your mouth. ”

"Take your dirty hands away." Ouyang Feifei angrily shook off Wang Yong's hand on her shoulder, and her heart suddenly churned with anger, and she just didn't fight in one place: "I'm talking to you seriously, don't deliberately talk to me here." Hmph, I'm angry here, you don't even pay attention to me. But as soon as Wanrou said this, you relented, and you knew that the hippie smiled and came to coax, you said, did you take me to heart? ”

"Maomao, come here, the godfather has made Feifei's godmother angry, if it goes on like this, what if she really doesn't want to be a godfather?" Wang Yong listened to the strong vinegar smell in these words, and knew that Fei Fei was angry, and it would probably be useless to continue coaxing now. Therefore, he threw his eyes on the little angel to the side for help, and said in a low voice: "Or, this glorious and arduous task is handed over to you, you can think of a way to make your godmother happy?" ”

Mao Mao is beautiful and cute, and she is so cute. Presumably it was necessary to let her go out and say a few cute words, Ouyang Feifei might not be angry if she wanted to be angry, and then wait until her anger subsided, and just coax her twice. Wang Yong's heart. In fact, it is this wishful thinking.

"Fei Fei's godmother, don't you want to be a godfather?" Mao Mao obediently jumped off the chair. Hurriedly ran over and hugged her thighs, blinking her big bright eyes. He looked at her pitifully.

"Well, little girl, don't fall for him, don't say good things for your godfather's villain." Ouyang Feifei met Mao Mao's big eyes like mist, of course, she couldn't get angry at all. With a slight expression, he picked her up and put her on his lap. said to Mao Mao affectionately: "Mao Mao, you can also talk about it, the godmother is so good to him, but he doesn't know the hearts of good people, and he is so angry that the godmother is so wronged." You said. What does such a bad godfather want him to do? ”

Wang Yong watched her say bad things about herself to Mao Mao seriously, this kind of witty scene made her almost can't help laughing. I have to admit that my wife is still quite cute in many ways. The dull mood that was depressed just now seemed to have become much more relaxed all of a sudden.

"Fei Fei's godmother, don't be angry, it's not good if you get angry." Maomao hung a distressed face. Big eyes were still staring at her watery, and they kissed her on the cheek.

"Good boy, you still know that you feel sorry for your godmother, and it's best for your godmother." Ouyang Feifei's face was gloomy. Suddenly, under Mao Mao's kiss, it dissipated a lot, and a place in my heart became soft. This kid. It's just a sweet baby, not only looks as beautiful and cute as a porcelain doll. is so well-behaved and sensible, and he knows that he will feel distressed at such a young age.

Ouyang Feifei actually likes Mao Mao from the bottom of her heart. often sleeps with Maomao at night, although this makes Wang Yong envious for a while, but it is because of this that he dares to let Maomao go out like this. Seeing that the shape had eased slightly, Wang Yong finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but give Mao Mao a thumbs up, praising this kid for being really good.

"Fei Fei's godmother, if you really hate your godfather, just throw him away." Mao Mao looked at Wang Yong with tears in her eyes, and said to Ouyang Feifei: "Mao Mao likes his godfather, if his godfather can be Mao Mao's father, it would be great." At that time, Mao Mao promised to be obedient and obedient, and would not bully other children in the kindergarten. ”

As soon as the words came out, although it was a child's words, everyone on the spot was stunned, whether it was Qin Wanrou or Ouyang Feifei, their eyes looked at Wang Yong in a daze.

Especially Ouyang Feifei, her face was a little red with anger, and she stared at Wang Yong's face viciously with her angry gaze. On the other side, Qin Wanrou was pretty, her eyes seemed to be resentful, and she glanced at him from time to time.

Wang Yong really couldn't stand the eye siege of these two women, he was simply roasting himself on the fire, and there was nowhere to escape. I had no choice but to innocently raise the white flag and surrender: "Wronged, I swear, I have never taught her to say such things." ”

"Godfather, don't you like Maomao anymore?" Maomao's pure and immaculate, cute big eyes looked straight at Wang Yong, and the cute cherry mouth suddenly deflated, looking like she wanted to cry: "You don't want Maomao?" ”

Looking at her miserable and pitiful appearance, how could Wang Yong stand it? hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, hugged her in his arms, and coaxed distressedly: "Maomao, how could my godfather not want you?" Sue sΓΉ you, my godfather's favorite is Mao Mao. Be good, don't cry, give your godfather a smile. ”

"Hmm." Under Wang Yong's comfort, Mao Mao finally squeezed out a far-fetched smile, and then continued in a milky voice: "Godfather, why don't you marry my mother, so that everyone can live happily ever after together." ”

"Maomao!" Qin Wanrou completely ignored her image, and hurriedly stopped her with a shout. At this time, Mao Mao's words were already ashamed of himself, and his cheeks were so hot that he wanted to drop blood, and he raised his hand to beat Mao Mao angrily: "You kid, why are you talking nonsense?" You, you're so angry with me. ”

Wang Yong's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly rushed forward and hugged Mao Mao's little body, and took her to the right on the spot, and with a snap, the beating fell directly on his shoulder. Wang Yong was not annoyed, and as soon as he turned around, he continued to persuade with kind words: "Wanrou, the child is still young." If you have something to say, just say no, and don't hit her. ”

Qin Wanrou stomped her feet in shame, and unexpectedly lost her temper rarely: "This is the daughter I gave birth to, I don't need you to care if I beat her." ”

"Hey, look at what you're saying, I'm the child's godfather, why can't I care?" Wang Yong held the child tightly in his arms, and said unrelentingly: "Besides, you are still a teacher." Don't you understand the reason why you can't hit your child? What did she do wrong, let's reason with her and educate her, can't we? ”

"I don't need you to take care of it, she is my daughter, not yours." Qin Wanrou bit her lip with her teeth, stubbornly held back her tears, and said unreasonably: "Big deal, I don't want you to be her godfather anymore, you give me back the child." ”

"Smack~" Wang Yong slapped the table with his eyebrows raised, and shouted angrily: "Qin Wanrou, what kind of medicine have you taken wrong?" How can you learn to be as unreasonable as Fei Fei? ”

Ouyang Feifei glared at him innocently, and complained to herself very dissatisfied, the two of you quarreled, and Miss Ben was still lying down and was shot?

"Woo~" Mao Mao was frightened by this sudden situation, her mouth was deflated, and she immediately hid in Wang Yong's arms and cried: "Godfather, don't scold your mother." It's Maomao that's bad, it's all Maomao's bad, woo~ Mom, don't be angry with your godfather. Mao Mao likes his godfather and doesn't want to leave his godfather, wow~" The more he talked about the back, the more poignant the sobbing became, and the more sad he became.

"Maomao, don't cry, okay? It's that the godfather is not good, and his tone is too fierce. Seeing that the little baby was crying so fiercely, Wang Yong was also panicked for a while, and hurriedly patted her on the back and comforted her softly: "Don't quarrel, don't you quarrel with your mother, okay?" ”

"Wow~" Qin Wanrou actually lay on the table for a while, crying sadly. I don't know which string it touched in my heart, as if I wanted to vent all the grievances that I had suppressed for many years. Or perhaps, he wants to say goodbye to his daughter.

I'll strangle it, Wang Yong was directly stunned and dumbfounded. A little beauty in her arms is crying, and there is her most distressed woman crying on the side. For a while, looking left and right, I don't know which one to coax first? In desperation, he glanced at Ouyang Feifei.

It's a pity that Ouyang Feifei is still angry with him, and her request for help from him is unheard. Especially the sentence just now that made her lie down, extra mindful? Didn't you say that Miss Ben was unreasonable? Why should I be obligated to help you coax other women now? If you provoke something yourself, solve it yourself.

Seeing that the two beauties were crying a lot, especially Qin Wanrou, in her crying, it seemed that she was still full of many grievances and sadness. This reminded Wang Yong of the scenes with her, and on the last day, he hurt her so ruthlessly. He still remembered vividly that day, her pale and frightened eyes, and forced a smile to bless his trembling voice.

Even if she has a thousand or ten thousand reasons, she can't hide the irreparable damage she has caused to her heart.

In an instant, Wang Yong somehow made a decision and gently put Maomao into Ouyang Feifei's arms. Then he couldn't help but stand up, forcibly hugged Qin Wanrou, ignored her struggles, and whispered in her ear: "Wanrou, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." You have been hurt and wronged. Otherwise, you can scold me, beat me, whatever you do to me. ”

Maomao stopped crying, and Ouyang Feifei was no longer arrogant. The big and small beauties all widened their eyes, watching Wang Yong hug Qin Wanrou's delicate body arrogantly and domineeringly, and apologized from the bottom of their hearts.

…… (To be continued......)