Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Haha is so fun!"

Someone played with him, and the anger in Jiang Qingchi's heart suddenly disappeared.

"Yuli-it's farther this time! Go pick up the ball!"

Xiao Jiang Qingchi threw the ball to the back of his head, but Yuli remained silent.

Turning his head suspiciously, the ball just rolled down at Jiang Beiyuan's feet.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't know when he came out of the study, Jiang Qingchi clapped his hands happily, "Dad, you are out, hurry up and play with Dachi, Dachi is boring!"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan stooped and picked up the toy ball on the ground without saying a word, the joints pinched the toy ball hard, and the hostility under his eyes gathered a little bit.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingchi sat up on the carpet without realizing it, and walked to Jiang Beiyuan's side, with little hands pulling the corners of his clothes softly.

"Dad Dad, play with me, good Dad, I love you..."

"Snapped."

A crisp slap directly hit Jiang Qingchi's ass.

"Wow!" Yuli barked twice at Jiang Beiyuan who was beating the child.

"Don't worry about it," Jiang Beiyuan looked at Yuli, patiently, "Go back to your own nest!"

"..."

Yuli whimpered twice, and then went back to his nest.

"Dad...Why hit me?!" Xiao Qingchi held her small mouth, tears gathered in her eye sockets, wanting not to fall.

"Why do you say?"

"I do not know!"

He didn't do anything wrong at all, but Jiang Beiyuan suddenly beat him!

In his impression, this is the first time Jiang Beiyuan hit him so far!

"I don't know?" Jiang Beiyuan raised his lips, smiling coldly, "Very well, you don't know."

Jiang Qingchi, who slapped the slap again, finally couldn't help crying.

Cry so much that the movement was so loud that words and thoughts were attracted.

The condescending man has a cold face, while the small copy of him in front of him is crying, in sharp contrast.

"Jiang Beiyuan, what are you doing?!"

Yannian stood in front of Jiang Qingchi. When the savior was coming, Jiang Qingchi grabbed Yannian's trouser legs, and the golden beans fell down.

"Mom, dad beat me, don't hurt dad!"

Words and thoughts were taken aback!

Jiang Beiyuan hit the child?

Jiang Beiyuan hit the child?

"Where did your father hit you?"

"he--"

"Go on your side."

Before Jiang Qingchi's complaint had been said, Jiang Beiyuan directly opened up his words.

"Jiang Beiyuan, why are you hitting the child?"

"Don't worry about this."

He was calm, but a cloud of cold ice accumulated in his eyes.

Yan Nian hadn't seen Jiang Beiyuan's expression for a long time, and it was no longer enough to describe him as serious and harsh. His hostility was aroused, and it was creepy.

"You... you hit the child again, I'm never finished with you!" Yannian obviously lacked confidence.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't speak, he picked her up and placed it in the bedroom doorway.

"Stop here, you are not allowed to move!"

Saying: "..."

The shady-eyed man went to the study, and soon came out, with a few more pieces of lead in his hand.

Without saying anything, he tied the lead block to Jiang Qingchi's left leg, and then randomly dropped the toy ball in his hand.

"Go pick the ball!"

"Dad!" the little guy cried and yelled.

"Go pick the ball."

The condescending man, standing with his hands in his hand, not angered by himself, like a chief scolding his subordinates, his clear brows spread coldly at this moment.

"Pick it up..."

The little guy is reluctant to pick up the ball, but after two steps, he kneels on the ground.