Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

Mu Chen pursed his lips, calmly comforting himself.

He is not angry.

He is not sour.

Is it amazing to have a daughter?

Looking at Mu Chen with a gloomy face and inexplicable emotions, Ye Niannian boldly stepped forward, "Uncle..."

He looked up at his innocent little face and asked, "Do you eat lemons?"

Mu Chen: "..."

The man pushed away Ye Niannian's squishy little face expressionlessly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly to wipe a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "Little friend."

"Are you jealous? Do you eat sulfuric acid?"

Ye Niannian: "..." Not necessarily.

"Ahahaha, I suddenly remembered that the company still has a contract to discuss, so let's leave first." With an embarrassed smile on his face, Father Ye picked up the child and rushed out of the door like a wind blowing under his feet.

This stinky boy talks endlessly all day long.

Didn't you see that Mu Chen was so angry that he wanted to hit him?

Su's father also quickly picked up Su Ruirui who looked confused, laughed and said, "I also remembered that there is a dinner in the afternoon, so I took the child away first."

The originally bustling Mu family became quiet in an instant.

Mu Chen raised his eyes, and saw Butler Mu reluctantly looking in the direction of the door.

The man lowered his eyes expressionlessly and snorted coldly.

The unhappiness and subtlety in my heart became more and more serious.

"Close the door." His face was slightly cold, and his tone was full of strangers not to enter.

Butler Mu snorted, and when he was about to step forward, the little guy who had already left suddenly showed his round head from behind the door.

Mu Chen sneered: "Why are you back again? Didn't you go to find your father?"

The little guy softened his milk, and after hearing his sneering tone, he pouted slightly, "I, I forgot to bring my dog."

She turned her head away, ran to the study alone, and then, under Mu Chen's unbelievable gaze, came out happily with a little milk dog in her arms.

"Good dog~" The little guy rubbed his head against it, calming down the little milk dog with fried fur.

When Mu Chen saw the dog, he was slightly shocked: "Ye Sang!"

His voice rose sharply, causing the little guy to sway in shock, and ran out the door with his short legs.

"..."

"Please explain to me clearly, where did you get this dog?!"

What answered him was the back of the little guy who didn't look back.

Mu Chen: "..."

This little brat!

With the little girl leaving again, the whole villa fell into silence again.

Butler Mu and the servants next to him looked out of the door several times, their eyes were filled with resentment.

"..."

Mu Chen gritted his teeth, seeing the servants in the villa looking out of the door one by one, he was very aggrieved.

Isn't it just a child?

The house is still quiet after leaving.

What a fart.

...

Shen Chuchen couldn't understand Mu Chen's subtlety and sourness.

At this time, he was holding his daughter in his arms curiously, and he stretched out his hand just to touch the little cloth bag on the little guy's waist.

The man paused slightly, and suddenly remembered her group of grandpas.

"Small." Shen Chuchen lazily stretched out his hand and pinched her face, narrowing his peach blossom eyes slightly, "Where are your grandpas so sacred?"

He touched his chin, with a smile on his lips, "Grandpa Mu? Huh?"

"Number one in the world?"

This tone can't be said to be creepy.

Since ancient times, when villains speak in such an unpredictable tone, the fate of protagonists is generally not much better.

But the little guy was not afraid at all, he even shook his short legs, and said loudly, "Yes~"

Shen Chuchen chuckled, pinched her round face, and asked, "Then do you know what they are called?"

"..." Ye Sang was slightly stunned by the question.

The little hair on the top of her head shook, blinking Maotong subconsciously shook her head.

"Grandpa is number one..."

Shen Chuchen reluctantly nodded: "..." All right.

It seems that this little girl only remembers this sentence over and over again.

The man sighed faintly and hugged the little bun tiredly, and the limp little girl was dangling her short legs, which inexplicably made people feel healed.

"Will Dad take you to the amusement park tomorrow?" Shen Chuchen asked in a low voice with a slight twitch of his lips.

Ye Sang nodded her head cheerfully, her small milk cavity stretched out, and every word was soft, "Okay~"

Shen Chuchen's peach blossom eyes slightly curved, and his mood improved a lot.

When it comes to taking care of children, he doesn't have much experience.

But after all, it is much better than Huo Yaomuchen.

The man patiently patted the little guy on the back, lowered his beautiful eyes, and coaxed him lazily.

The delicate and picturesque eyebrows calmed down, without the gloom and coldness that did not reach the eyes in the past, and the painting style of one big and one small looked extraordinarily warm and peaceful.

Sometimes children, creatures like this, can really heal the grievances and hostility they have suffered.

...

Because Ye Sang was sick last night, she is also very sleepy at this time.

She yawned softly, lowered her little head and nestled softly in her father's arms, her little mouth was flattened, and she slept very sweetly.

*

Ye Sang woke up from hunger at night.

She woke up in a brand new princess room with soft carpet on the floor.

Dolls, big and small, piled up on the bed.

Unlike the Huo family, Huo Yao's father's style tends to be simple and grand, and Shen Chuchen is obviously better at pleasing his daughter than Huo Yao.

On the soft Simmons bed, the little milk dog wags its tail leisurely.

The ghost knows how long it has been held back in Mu's house.

Just because Mugou doesn't like pets, this heartless little guy hides it under the bed.

Is this something that humans can do?

Ye Sang ran down from upstairs, fluffed into a limp ball, and threw herself into the arms of Shen Chuchen who was sitting on the sofa.

"Papa~" The little girl's voice was soft and harmless.

"Huh?" Shen Chuchen was slightly taken aback, seeing his daughter woke up, subconsciously hugged her into his arms, blinked his peach blossom eyes, and chuckled lightly: "Are you hungry?"

Ye Sang subconsciously nodded her head, then slowly tilted her head, and saw another young boy in the hall.

"Guokuo..." She softened her tone slightly, and couldn't help shrinking into her father's arms.

obviously.

Ye Sang's memory of this "human trafficker" is still fresh.

Shen Chuchen cast a sideways glance at Duan Jinyan, wondering what this brat did to scare the little guy to such an extent.

The young boy looked back innocently, the corners of his lips curled:

"What is my sister afraid of?"

The little guy shrank his neck, blinked his cat pupils slightly, and said nothing.

Shen Chuchen obviously didn't delve into it, he lowered his peach blossom eyes slightly, picked up the child in his arms, and raised his low and magnetic voice slightly, "Daddy will take you to the amusement park?"

"Just going out to eat."

Forget it at home.

He has always let himself go when it comes to eating. Most of the housekeepers and servants at home are well-trained shadow guards, and they have never cooked.

Or just go outside.