Mu Yue looked at the overbearing little bun, and then at Xiao Junyan, whose face was darkened to the bottom of the pot, she snorted without holding back.

Seeing Mu Yue's smile, Xiao Junyan was even more helpless and unhappy. This stinky boy is simply too hateful.

I had no choice but to sit up first, hugged the little bun in his arms, and let him lie on his lap. The big hand gave the little bun’s **** two crisp slaps, but they were not heavy, very Qing, "Smelly boy, I'm your old man, so I dare to **** my wife with him!"

The little bun was spanked, and his mouth was flattened, and he burst into tears, yelling Mu Yue, "Mom, mom..."

Mu Yue raised her hand to cover her forehead and sighed softly. She only felt that she had committed a headache.

Listening to the yelling and crying of the little bun, Mu Yue could only sit up helplessly, took the little bun from Xiao Junyan's arms, and gently touched her ass, "Baby, be good, it doesn’t hurt anymore, mom is here. Here!"

The little bun lay on Mu Yue's shoulder, pointed at Xiao Junyan with fleshy little fingers, and complained to Mu Yue, "Dad...bad! Beat! Beat! Beat! Mom...oooo!"

Mu Yue listened to the little buns popping out word by word, not knowing whether he should laugh or be angry, raised his head and stared at Xiao Junyan fiercely, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

What's the strength to compare with her son, now she has to comfort the "fragile soul" little steamed bun.

Sitting on the bed, Xiao Junyan glared at the little bun in Mu Yue's arms even more dissatisfied.

Since having this little candle, the two-person world between him and Mu Yue has been destroyed in this way. He really regrets his death. Why did he make such a small trouble?

The little bun was holding Mu Yue's neck with both hands, still muttering to beat Xiao Junyan in his mouth.

Mu Yue was a little bit dumbfounded, and slapped Xiao Junyan a few times, so that Xiao Baozi could see, "Mommy beat Dad to help you get revenge, let's stop crying!"

The little bun became happy when he saw that Mu Yue had avenged himself. He stopped crying. He rubbed Mu Yue's face with his tearful face, and the milk cried out, "Mom. ..."

This mommy is the best, she won't just spank him like a smelly papa!

Thinking, Xiao Baozi's little hand touched his ass. Although Xiao Junyan didn't hurt his ass, he just hit him. The **** didn't hurt, but it hurts in my heart!

Mu Yue smiled and gently touched his ass, "Baby, do we want to get up?"

"Yeah!" Little Bun nodded his little head, "Don't be stinky."

Mu Yue was a little bit dumbfounded, but still nodded, "Okay! Let's not stinks!"

The little bun became happier when he heard it, and laughed straight out of his tears, making a giggle.

Xiao Junyan glared fiercely at the little bun in Mu Yue's arms and gritted his teeth.

He was very calm in the past, and he was not calmed down by this little bit, and his temper was getting longer.

Watching his wife and son leave him alone and get dressed, Xiao Junyan scratched his head severely, "Smelly boy, wait for me. When you get older, you will be thrown into the army." !"

This stinky boy is really getting in the way, always disturbing the world of both himself and Mu Yue.

A certain little bun didn't know that he had already provoked a certain black-bellied man, and the days to come may be very miserable and dark.