Chapter 1029

"Want to see how hard my fist is?"

After enduring all the way, sun Zhenzhen's lungs explode with anger. Now her daughter is not in front of her. She doesn't have to endure any more.

He promised to live together peacefully for his daughter, but he couldn't think too much about what he wanted. He really wanted to make her a round one, or a flat one?

Do you really think of her as plasticine?

Yang Yilin still has a bad smile. The expression that needs beating is that he thinks that sun really dare not do anything. He thinks he has a daughter in his hand. He can do anything in vain and walk around the world.

Sun Zhenzhen looks like he needs to be beaten. She is even more angry. She really doesn't know where he comes from and laughs so confidently.

"I'll tell you Yang Yilin, everything I do is for my daughter. You'd better keep your nose to the grindstone, or I'll be really rude!" Sun Zhenzhen couldn't bear it. He glared at him and said that.

"Oh! I'd like to see how you can be rude. " As usual, he deliberately provoked sun Zhenzhen's bottom line. Instead of being beaten up by her, he didn't want her to ignore him. He was just like a stranger between two people, which made him hard to bear.

Sun Zhenzhen is biting his teeth. He didn't want to have a head-on conflict with him, but this guy doesn't know how to be a rascal. She has to have nothing to do with it. How can she bear it?

There is a saying that uncle can bear it, and aunt can't bear it.

He immediately raised his hand and smashed it on his face. He was hit by gravity by the doorframe. He almost fell back several steps in succession. Fortunately, he grabbed the doorframe quickly, or what kind of ugly fall would it be?

"You're really dead!" Stand up in embarrassment, Yang Yilin said angrily.

Sun Zhenzhen raised his fist and raised his eyebrows to look at him. His tone was not good: "otherwise, what do you think?"

The little Molly, who plays with toys in the next room, hears the sound and comes running with a fast trot. "What's the matter with you, daddy and Mommy?"

Sun Zhenzhen quickly takes back Yang's hand in the air, smiles and looks at his daughter, "Daddy and Mommy have nothing."

The clever little girl blinked innocent big eyes, looked at Sun Zhenzhen, looked at Yang Yilin again, the lips of the pink toot went up, and asked, "what's the matter with daddy's face?"

"Accidentally hit it." Yang Yilin covers his cheek, and his lying expression is not funny.

"Daddy is too careless. It doesn't hurt. Molly blows it." Little Molly runs over. Yang Yilin squats down with an embarrassed smile. She has a daughter to blow. She can't feel the pain any more.

"Does daddy still hurt?" Little Molly pursed her mouth and blew gently, then asked naively and lovingly.

"No more pain." Yang Yilin's smiling face is bright. Don't provoke her just now. It's even worse.

Sun Zhenzhen was already dissatisfied with him when he was looking at him now, and such a person deserves to be beaten.

"Molly, go to play. Ma Ma has something to say to Daddy." Sun Zhen really can't see it. Calling his daughter's name interrupts his clothes.

"Well, Dad, I'll play. Be careful not to bump into it again!" The little girl's sweet voice sounded in his ear, and Yang Yilin's heart was about to melt.

"Well, daddy must be careful not to let Molly worry, darling!" He touched his daughter's head intimately, his smiling eyes became a line, until his daughter jumped out of the room, he just put up his smile a little bit, and looked at Sun Zhenzhen who had been watching the play.