Wang Yuexiang was not at ease, but still followed, "Beibei, what did you do to make your father angry?" ”

Beibei shook his head and shrugged, "I don't know either." ”

After replying to Wang Yuexiang, he looked at Ming Ansheng again, he had already walked a long way, and he hurriedly trotted to catch up.

The father and son went upstairs one after the other.

I went up to the second floor, turned around, and bumped into a tall figure head-on.

Ming Anyu saw Ming Ansheng with a cold face, and greeted him with a smile, "Ansheng, you're back." ”

Ming Ansheng curled his lips, looked at Ming Ansheng, and smiled meaningfully, "Big brother has been very diligent when he came back recently." ”

Ming Ansheng smiled, "Come back and pick up the smile, your sister-in-law wants to smile." ”

"That's, take good care of Xiaoxiao, don't worry about some useless things." Ming Ansheng said coldly to Ming Ansheng, no, it should be a warning.

Then he walked two or three steps to the door of the study, pushed the door open, and entered the study without looking back.

"An Sheng......" Ming Anyu looked at the door of the study, his face was a little pale.

Suddenly, Ming Ansheng's voice came out of the study again, "Beibei, don't come in yet." ”

"Oh." Beibei answered, then tiptoed again, smiled into Ming Anyu's ear, and whispered, "Uncle, my dad has a gun and medicine, you better don't talk to him." ”

Ming Anyu was stunned for a moment, he withdrew his gaze, looked at Beibei, and showed a gentle smile on his face, "He is that temper, if he says anything serious, it is all for your good, don't take it to heart." ”

Beibei smiled, "I know, he is my father, and he scolds me for loving me." ”

Ming Anyu froze again, he stared at Beibei's little face, and he was distracted.

"Uncle?" Beibei looked up at Ming Anyu and blinked suspiciously.

Ming Anyu came back to his senses, a little panicked, his eyes dodged for a moment, and then he shook his head at Beibei, "Oh, it's nothing, you can go quickly." ”

"Hmm." Beibei nodded and immediately entered Ming Ansheng's study.

In the study, Ming Ansheng sat on a spacious and comfortable office chair, the computer in front of him had been turned on, his slender fingers were holding a lit cigarette, and the green smoke was floating up repeatedly.

Beibei closed the door, and then asked with a smile as he walked towards Ming Ansheng: "Dad, why are you smoking again?" Was abused by Xiao Qiao's mother again? ”

Ming An Shengjun's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he shouted at the kid with a hippie smiling face who walked towards him: "Ming Beichen, be serious." ”

"Oh......" Beibei immediately removed the smile on his face, stopped, and immediately looked like a child who had made a mistake.

"This baby!" Ming Ansheng leaned back lazily in his chair and lazily spit out three words in his mouth.

Beibei's little hand on his leg trembled, he looked at Ming Ansheng, frowned and asked suspiciously, "Dad, aren't you happy?" ”

Feign! A little kid who is less than nine years old has even learned to pretend.

Ming Ansheng was furious, "You kid dared to secretly touch my computer at home." ”

Beibei's frightened neck shrank, pouted, and muttered quietly, "How can I be secret." ”

"Still don't admit it?" Ming Ansheng was even more angry.

If you make a mistake, you don't admit it.

Beibei raised his head, frowned, and said very aggrievedly, "When I came in, my grandmother and Sister Xiaohua all knew about it, so I came in in with a bright future." ”

Ming Ansheng: "......"

He frowned tightly and stared at Beibei.

Did this kid pretend to be well-behaved before?

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