Chapter 17: This Tablemate Is a Little Sweet 17
Dirty?
She's just cleaned up a bunch of dog-like idiots!
"Bai Muhuan!"
"Did you hear your old man asking you?" The white father exploded.
Seeing this, Lin Wenrou stepped forward and stretched out her hand to smooth him, "Huanhuan, she is young and ignorant, and it is inevitable that she will be deceived and go astray, husband, you ......"
"She knows how to live in a man's house at a young age, what kind of face does she want!" The white father roared.
What do you mean?
"Stepmother, what kind of pot did you deduct for me in front of the old man?" Mu Huan's tone was playful.
As soon as this question came out, Lin Wenrou didn't react, but Father Bai was angry, "What did you just call her?" ”
"Stepmother."
Father Bai raised his hand and wanted to slap him.
Mu Huan stepped back, sat next to Bai Shu on the sofa on the side, and glanced at the game that the little kid was playing, and the figure holding a longbow in the picture happened to knock out an opponent with one arrow.
"The technique is good."
Bai Shu kept moving, and he didn't even give Mu Huan a look.
Father Bai didn't hit Mu Huan, and his figure staggered.
The anger in his heart couldn't help but be even stronger, and he raised his hand towards Mu Huan again, "I don't believe that I can't clean up your bastard today!" ”
I thought that Mu Huan would continue to dodge this time, but I didn't expect that this time my daughter grabbed his wrist directly, and her raised eyes were particularly gloomy and dangerous, "Do you remember your original partner?" The one who was stimulated by someone to jump off the building directly. ”
Father Bai was stunned and shocked.
The face that was very similar to that of his deceased wife turned to a sweet smile, "I think if she were still alive now, she would definitely regret that she was blind in the first place." ”
That look, that tone......
Resemble.
It's too much of a resemblance.
Father Bai's frightened back was covered in a layer of cold sweat, and the strength in his hand was unconsciously deflated.
Lin Wenwen on the side was anxious, "What nonsense are you talking about, this kid!" ”
"It's true or not, my stepmother is not like a mirror in her heart, why bother pretentiously!" Mu Huan smiled.
Bai Shu, who has always regarded himself as a transparent person when he plays games, finally reacted when he heard this.
threw down the tablet and stood up from the sofa, stopped in front of Lin Wenrou and warned Mu Huan, "You are not allowed to insult my mother." ”
"Silly boy. Sister is telling the truth. Mu Huan grabbed the white.
Bai Shu was a little dumbfounded.
Although he was born to Lin Wenrou, Lin Wenrou is too precious to this son on weekdays, and he protects Baishu too well, making him grow into a silly and sweet heart.
In addition to reading and playing games, motor cells are underdeveloped, and emotional intelligence is also touching.
Mu Huan sighed, endured the distress and touched the lollipop from his schoolbag and gave it to him, comforting, "Eat candy when you can't speak, eat more." Maybe if the mouth is sweet, the words will be sweet. ”
"You!" He stared at Bai Muhuan in annoyance, pointing at Bai Muhuan who was about to have a seizure, "Don't let you ......"
Mu Huan clenched her fist and motioned to him, her bones clicked, and her smile was cold, "Dare to beep again...... Grandma doesn't mind beating you up right now! ”
White Book: "......"
The little kid immediately leaned into his mother's arms.
"Bai Muhuan, what is your attitude!" Lin Wenrou immediately yelled at the old hen who was only guarding her cubs.
"You bastard! Dare to bully your brother! Father Bai raised his hand again.
That force directly brought a gust of wind to Mu Huan.
It can be seen that the ruthlessness of the attack......
If the person standing here tonight is the original owner, then Mu Huan thinks that this flower-like face will definitely be broken.
Just like when he beat his daughter mercilessly in front of the richest man in S City.
Without thinking about it, she raised her hand and grabbed her opponent's wrist with a hard click, which was the sound of bones breaking in dislocation, and the next moment the white father screamed like killing a pig.
Lin Wenwen screamed, "Husband! ”