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Hearing her father's cold voice, the little guy hid behind her and said in a childish voice, "You want to hit my ass again? I don't want it!"

Hearing this little fellow say such words, Mu Qiqi's eyebrows twisted together.

It seemed that this smelly face guy couldn't help but be disrespectful to women, not even sparing his own son. He was simply a beast.

His handsome face creased into a frown, and when he opened his mouth again, his tone was much gentler. "What's the name of this kitten?"

The young and the old man didn't expect him to have such strong thoughts. He was clearly angry one second ago, but now he was concerned about the kitten's name the next. It was inconceivable.

The little fellow stuck its head out again and looked at him warily. It asked, "Daddy, are you sending away the bean buns?"

"So it's called a bean bun?" Ignoring the little guy's strong sense of caution, Mo Yan took big steps towards the bean bag in the luxurious cat nest.

The little guy saw the situation and became anxious. He ran over to the bean bag and placed his short legs in front of his father to block his way. He clearly said, "Daddy, this is Mommy and I's bean bag. You can't send it away!"

With his sword-like brows tightly knitted, Mo Yan Jue unhappily asked, "Why didn't I come?"

His big, black eyes rolled around, and his clever brain quickly thought. He immediately giggled and looked at him. "Daddy, are you jealous?"

Jealous?

The word was never in his dictionary.

Even if there was, it was a woman who was jealous of him. How could it be the other way around?

Hearing this little fellow's words, Mu Qiqi's face was filled with disdain. Just him? Jealous? Don't joke with me.

His kind of person is arrogant and conceited, thinks the whole world should be around him, should meet all his unreasonable demands, so will ask why without me, such a childish and ridiculous question.

"What a joke!" The corners of his mouth twitched. Even if he were to die, Mo Yan would never admit it.

But the truth was, ever since this stupid woman appeared, everything he did seemed to have been done in a jealous manner.

When the little guy heard these three words, his expression became somewhat dejected. Helplessly, he curled his lips and said, "Alright then."

"Then do we still need to send the bean buns away?" That was the key issue.

The little guy looked at him expectantly, but he didn't follow the rules and changed the topic, "Who gave such a nasty name? This is so unpleasant to hear. "

Hearing her father's disgust, her petite face creased into a cute frown. She began to cry out for her mother, "What's so unpleasant about that? I think it's very nice because I like to eat pork beans made by my mother the most."

When the little guy mentioned the pig-bean bun, he unexpectedly felt a bit hungry as well.

Turning around, he glanced at the woman standing behind him in a daze, and spoke with a harsh tone: "What are you standing there for? Didn't you hear that Little Star wants to eat piggy bean buns? "

As soon as she finished speaking, before Mu Qiqi could even move her legs, the little fellow rushed towards the man and ruthlessly smashed his leg. "You're not allowed to be so fierce towards Mommy!"

Mo Yan Jue's face darkened, his dark eyes staring at the little guy's fierce face, "Mo Yu Chen, you hit me, don't you think so?"

"Do you think you're right, Mommy?" The little guy had nothing to fear, so it just angrily questioned him.

Mo Yan suddenly felt like his IQ had been affected by a stupid woman. He had obviously dug a hole for himself.

He clearly knew that he was in the wrong, but it was extremely difficult for him to admit his wrongs.

Just as he was at a loss as to how to explain it to his son, a gentle voice suddenly said, "Darling Xing, Daddy is joking with Mommy, don't take it seriously."

The little guy waved his little hand, "Mommy, don't excuse daddy, this is his fault!"

"Darling, it's love if you hit me, haven't you heard about it before?"