Will heard the young master's howl and came to have a look. He was blind. This shape
Beiming Shaoxi unscrewed the coat button and pulled out the little guy.
Still in his dinosaur suit, he left the bed and took off his coat, shivering with cold.
Jian'an is packing up Leo's things. When will comes in, he hands it to him.
"Please dress Leo and go." Ji An's face is cold, and he asks to leave.
……
Leo jerks, twists and turns in the process of dressing.
My nose was so long that it almost hung on my chin.
Beiming Shaoxi took a paper towel to wipe his nose
"Leo's going to stay here with foam."
"She doesn't want you, can't understand?" Beiming Shaoxi was in a bad mood, and his crying made him block his heart.
"Mo Mo doesn't want Leo I don't want you... " Leo protest!
They were fine before dad came. It's my dad who's not happy.
The explosion of the northern seal was ignited by the last lead
Even a two-year-old can see that he is so despised!
"North Sea Si Mo, you want to die?"
"Dad hates it. Foam is not porridge Leo is cute and cute, and foam porridge... " Leo clenched his little fist. "Dad's going, Leo's not going."
Beiming Shaoxi's eyes are terrible, like being stuck in a dead hole, let will take a stick.
"You can't fight, young master."
"How to educate my son? It's your turn to talk more!" The little seal of the northern Ming Dynasty gnaws its teeth.
It's very good. She has turned a deaf ear to such a big noise.
……
Ji'an sat by the bed, and the words in the living room came clearly, especially the voice of Beiming Shaoxi's explosive thunder.
He's going to hit the kid? How can this be!
"You didn't play Leo..." Leo's crisp voice fought back.
"I am your father, can't fight?"
"Leo can only be hit by foam Wuwu... " Leo began to cry again, "foam, foam..."
Ji'an closes her eyes painfully. It's the child of Beiming Shaoxi. She doesn't care how to educate.
Can she stay and stick with her hand for the rest of her life? She couldn't even protect herself.
She covered her ears and didn't want to hear.
A few minutes later, a pig like cry sounded, a sound of tearing heart and lung.
"Young master, he's still a two-year-old..."
"Ah, Wuwu, Wuwu..." Leo was crying with cadence.
Ji'an can't help but rush out. He sees Leo's little figure kneeling on the sofa carpet, his hands stretched out, his mouth open and his eyes narrowed to tears.
Ji'an was so sad that she wanted to cry: "Beiming Shaoxi, you are too much!"
Leo opened his eyes and saw Ji An'an, "Dad Hit Baby (cough, cough... "
He was choking with tears and coughing hard.
Bei Ming Shaoxi is selfless, holding a long and slender branch in his hand.
Ji An'an runs forward and hugs Leo to avoid being beaten.
"Foam..." Leo's small face was buried in her arms, weeping and rubbing, as if searching for a safe harbor.
Ji An patted the little guy on the back, extremely angry.
Three years ago, she was punished for kneeling and hitting the palm of her hand
Now he is doing the same to his son!
Usually? Does he often corporal punish Leo?
"Leo doesn't want dad anymore..." Leo cried softly, holding out a pair of red hands, "foam to Huhu..."
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