Chapter 1873

Qian Duoduo just twisted half of his body, put on a face and told the truth: "take potatoes to find your stepfather. Anyway, you as a father don't like him. Don't worry about it!"

As soon as long Muchen listened to the words, he completely blacked his face ~

it was obvious that he had to take his son red / apricot / out of the wall!

Even if he doesn't like to see little potato any more, he is his own son, with his blood of long Muchen.

It's from my hard work and hard work day and night.

It's neither a test tube baby nor a phone bill.

How can he be a father without pain?

It's like, this little bastard has been fighting with himself openly and secretly for so many days. He yells every day that he wants to beat him or throw him. It's just a threat to a little thing.

The most ruthless move was to raise his hand and hit his ass gently.

My son, who doesn't hurt?

"Good dor, I promise that I will not be partial in the future, OK? My son and daughter are all our sweethearts. I'll treat them as my colleagues, OK

Longmuchen bear a small flame of jealousy in his chest, two or three steps to stand by Qian Duoduo's side, even his daughter-in-law with his son, hold tightly in his arms.

"Well --" Qian Duoduo hesitated for a few seconds and said in great embarrassment, "well, for your sincere sake, I'll give you another chance on behalf of potato!"

With that, she handed the little potato to long Muchen's arms: "here, son. I'll go and get them my belly bag first."

Longmuchen holding a small potato, looking at his open eyebrows, facial features more delicate handsome, this small body, quite some of their own shadow.

He felt that blood relationship was the most wonderful thing in the world -

it was the son of him and duo'er, the crystallization of him and duo'er.

Longmuchen think of here, more and more feel, this little bastard, is not so not lovely?

Long Muchen reaches out his hand and pokes the small potato's cheek. For the first time, he uses a gentle tone to communicate with his son peacefully.

"Son of a bitch, listen to me. I'll be a good boy. I want my mother to hold me. As long as I don't choose the night, my father will hurt you as much as his sister. Do you understand?"

Small potato twisted buttock in the bosom of long Mu Chen, lazy raised eyelid, looked at him one eye, twisted head, slept in the past.

Long Muchen once saw that he was once again despised by his son. He became angry and was bound to revive his father.

He picked up a calf of little potato and hit him hard: "I'm educating you. Be serious!"

Long Muchen wants his son to give him a little face, at least a little reaction has become ah!

As a result, little potato, as he had hoped, really gave him a "desperate" response.

At the moment when long Muchen raised his leg, the naked bird, a little potato, was so excited that he peed -

drizzling like a light rain.

Swaddling is lifted by long Muchen, machine gun of small potato, rush up.

Long Mu Chen is surprised, quickly move son from his body, but, but, just happened late so a step.

That little bastard's urine, or spilled his chest, together with his arm, are wet.

"You bastard, if I don't beat you today, you don't know you are a son!"

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