Li Luowan sat on the quilt with nothing on him, his face was as red as a ripe shrimp, and he smiled awkwardly: "No, why would dad hit mom? Put down the gun, don't point these things at dad. , very rude.”
At a young age, I know how to point a toy gun at others, but when I grow up, why don’t I use a real knife and a real gun to confront me?
Although the little guy is here to fight for her, he even wants to use his small body to protect her.
But having this intention is enough.
Li Luowan's nose felt sour and she felt warm in the pit of her heart. It was a pity that Su Ruihan was a bad face in front of his children. In their eyes, he was a violent man and a father who liked to lose his temper at every turn.
"I do not believe."
Su Jingcheng's sense of justice was overwhelming. He looked at Su Ruihan with awe and righteousness. He glared at him fiercely and imitated the policeman and asked, "Tell me, did you hit mommy? I heard her crying and kept shouting no. No, if you don’t let her go, believe it or not, I’ll shoot you, I’m professionally trained!”
This strong appearance is completely incompatible with Su Ruihan's temperament.
Li Luowan looked at the confrontation between the big one and the small one. The atmosphere was so tense that she didn't bother to intervene.
Picked up a shirt from the bed, put it on casually, and fiddled with his hair as if it was nothing to do with himself, as if he was waiting for a good show.
Under his father's glare, Su Jingcheng lost some confidence and began to retreat, smearing the soles of his feet and trying to get away.
I am not a match for this man yet, I have to practice for another ten or eight years.
Before his idea could be put into action, a man sneered above his head and scolded him mercilessly: "You think you're not good after just learning a little bit? And you're trying to be cool, just like what's shown on TV, A hero saves a beauty?”
“I have learned art from a master. Uncle Jiang personally taught me. He is the chief police officer!”
The little guy raised his face to refute him, but was a little flustered by his father's sneer.
But he still stood in a standard military posture, holding the water gun tightly with both hands. His palms even started to sweat, but he didn't care.
“Heh, beat me and show off to me again!” Su Ruihan said as he put on a nightgown and tied the belt casually.
He stood in front of his son, like a giant, with his arms folded across his chest, his posture elegant, and his aura of aloofness and inviolability. The shocked Su Jingcheng unconsciously took a small step back.
The little guy pursed his lips tightly. Su Ruihan raised his eyebrows and laughed in a cool voice, "It's been a long time since I spanked you. Are you itchy?"
Li Luowan heard this and glanced between his brows. He was indeed a violent person who could only use his fists to solve problems.
Su Jingcheng is usually most afraid of his father. Today, he is hot-headed and has come to provoke him. There is no way out...
He had no choice but to bite the bullet, but unfortunately he was so frightened that he could hardly hold the gun steady.
"Why don't you take action?" Su Ruihan asked coldly.
He shrank in fright and his eyes averted.
He has tested the power of the water gun. It can pierce drink bottles. He usually takes it outside the flower garden of the next door house to do damage.
Su Ruihan glanced at his son, seeing his shrinkage and fear, and scolded him in a calm voice: "You are so timid, afraid of wolves in front of you, afraid of tigers in the back, and being indecisive will only harm yourself, you know?"