Master Fu Has Spoiled the Little Baby

Chapter 180: Hit Fu Yan Wang!

   Chapter 180 Beat Fu Yan Wang!

"Chen'er! What are you doing? Why are you bullying Bai Bai again?! She finally came back and you are bullying her here again? Why are you a brother? You know that you are bullying your sister all day long!" Yu Xiaoyin suddenly Jian Ke was so distressed that he rushed over with a single stride.

Saved the little milk bag from Fu Yanwang's clutches, held it in his arms, coaxed the baby softly, the tone before and after was like a large-scale double standard scene, "Don't cry, don't cry, we'll be good, don't pay attention to the cheap brother. , Auntie teach him a lesson for you!"

   The little guy cuddled in the woman's arms, sniffed, buried his face in the woman's arms, and started to make a small report, "Auntie~ Fu Yan Wang bullied Bai Bai, Bai Bai doesn't like Fu Yan Wang anymore!"

"Oh oh oh, don't cry, don't cry, let's not cry for nothing, auntie help you beat him, okay?" When I heard the little guy's milky voice, my heart softened, and I wanted to make the whole world feel bad. Hold it in front of her and give it to her.

   When she heard that Yu Xiaoyin was going to fight Fu Yan for her, in a place that no one could see, the little girl's dark deer eyes suddenly burst into a slyness.

When    raised her little face, the Oscar statuette was no longer worthy of her, with a milky voice and a pair of watery eyes looking straight at Yu Xiaoyin, "Really?"

   "Really, it's more real than pearls!" Yu Xiaoyin felt distressed, and now the little milk bag is the biggest baby bump in her heart, and no one can bully her.

   Hearing this, the little guy was already bursting with laughter in his heart, and he still pretended to be pitiful on the outside. The little milky voice was wrapped in a whimpering voice, and pointed to Fu Yan Wang, who had sat back gracefully beside him.

   "Then, auntie beat him!"

   Looking at the little guy like that, it seems that if Yu Xiaoyin doesn't beat up, she will cry again in the next second.

   Seeing that King Fu Yan was about to collapse again, Lu Xue, who had just finished the investigation, closed the computer and started laughing!

   He had been laughing all the time just now, but seeing that little guy Wen Bai dared to call Yu Xiaoyin to beat Fu Yan Wang, it was a once-in-a-lifetime event!

   In other words, he didn't know how many years he hadn't seen Fu Yan Wang being beaten, goose goose goose.

   Even Fourier, who was eating an apple, couldn't help but laugh.

"Wait in vain, auntie will help you beat him!" Yu Xiaoyin only had a small milk bag in her eyes, she walked to Fu Yan Wang's side while holding the small milk bag, and slapped the person on the forehead unceremoniously. down.

   "Pa-" this shot is simply a 'shock' to the audience.

  The air froze for a moment.

   Indirectly sounded—

   "Goose Goose Goose~" The little milk bag was nestled in the woman's arms, and the golden beanies hung in the corners of her eyes and laughed happily. The crisp milky laughter instantly broke the solidified atmosphere.

  Yu Xiaoyin never showed mercy to her son when she beat her son. Not only did she beat her, but she also rambled on, "Being a brother, don't always bully your sister, and you don't know how to feel sorry for your sister, really!"

   King Fu Yan, who was slapped inexplicably, squinted, raised his slender right hand unhurriedly, and stroked his dazed forehead.

   rubbed his forehead with his fingertips for a while, and Fu Yan Wang raised his eyes with a smile that was not a smile, and his deep and hidden smile instantly shot at the little guy who was laughing in Yu Xiaoyin's arms.

Those eyes made the child panic, and the goose's smile stopped abruptly. The little one with a small mouth pouted and shrank into the woman's arms, and the little face was buried again, revealing half of the round young eyes quietly looking at With Fu Yanwang's face.

   "Stop crying, Baibai, we are the best." After seeing the little guy being quiet, Yu Xiaoyin's lips curled into a doting arc, and the rhythm was simply to spoil this little guy.

   (end of this chapter)