Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

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Mu Chen fell asleep and woke up in about five minutes.

When he woke up, he found that the little girl had disappeared.

His face darkened slightly, looking at the blanket covering him, he pursed his lips, feeling both angry and funny in his heart.

What are you running around?

Not afraid of being sold.

*

Many people gathered around the bathroom one after another.

"Isn't she all right? Nothing happened, and you want me to apologize? Do you know who I am?" Yang Liu said with a sneer, her words were full of blatant disdain.

Her attitude completely annoyed the people around her.

"What kind of attitude? Pushing other people's children is still confident."

"The little girl is quite obedient, and she didn't say a word, which made me feel very distressed."

"What is it to bully a child? Is it so shameless?"

The little guy patted his little hands, looked at the somewhat torn palms, and didn't speak.

"How is it? Does it hurt baby?" The waitress spread out her little hands and rubbed Ye Sang's head distressedly.

Ye Sang licked her dimples, and her small milk cavity stretched out, "It doesn't hurt."

She has to go back.

Otherwise, uncle will be worried if he can't find her.

The little guy clapped his hands like a normal person, and his short legs looked extraordinarily free and easy, which made the faces of passers-by who were originally angry so bloody.

"Oh baby, you're so sensible."

"The country owes me such a sensible girl!!"

Seeing this, Yang Liu laughed more and more disdainfully, "Did you see that? The little girl said she was fine, what kind of good people are you?"

"What's wrong with pushing it? Nothing happened again." She snorted coldly, tossed her long hair, held a cigarette in one hand, and inhaled carelessly.

The waitress frowned, knowing that this woman was probably not a good person, and it would be useless to forcefully pester her.

She held the little guy's hand and was about to take someone away when the little guy suddenly yelled in a soft, milky voice, "Papa~"

"Father?" The waiter was taken aback for a moment, seeing the little guy flinching towards a handsome man in a wheelchair.

With short legs, the little girl rubbed her head away in aggrieved manner, subconsciously wanting to act like a spoiled child while holding back Jin Doudou.

As soon as Mu Chen arrived, he heard Yang Liu's words, "What's wrong with pushing it? Nothing happened again."

The man sneered, and it was rare that he didn't push the little guy away, but with a cold face, he spread her tightly held little hand little by little with his big palm.

Sure enough, a little blood oozes from the broken skin.

This point is actually not serious, but the little girl's skin is so white that it looks particularly conspicuous and dazzling.

Mu Chen took a deep breath, looked at the little guy's palm, and felt unprecedented anger in his heart.

Even though he had objections to the little girl, he never made a move.

Why would this trash fish jump out of nowhere, dare to push her?

Yang Liu cast a sideways glance at Mu Chen, and chuckled lightly, "Yo, you're pretty good-looking."

"This is your daughter?" Her attitude was too confident, even to the point of arrogance.

The woman casually lit the lighter in her hand, looking at the little guy's white and tender face, she curled her lips viciously, and stretched out her hand to pinch Ye Sang's face.

"Let me pinch."

Before her hand touched Ye Sang, she was caught off guard and pinched her wrist. The woman turned her head slightly in astonishment, and met Mu Chen's pupils who couldn't help but smile.

The bottom of the man's eyes sank slightly, and the next second there was the sound of bones breaking, her pupils constricted in pain, and a series of screams sounded like killing a pig.

"what--!!"

Yang Liu wanted to back away like crazy, but Mu Chen raised his eyes and chuckled, and the strength of pinching her wrist increased instead of weakening. His beautiful and clear eyes fell on the lighter in the woman's hand, and he asked without hesitation. , "Do you know what a lighter can do?"

"You..." Her face twisted in pain.

Mu Chen chuckled, "Not only can I light cigarettes for you, but I can also light incense on your grave~"

"..." Yang Liu's eyes widened slightly, almost going mad with anger.

Then, under the woman's angrily screaming, he loosened his hand lightly, hooked his lower lip slightly, and returned what she said just now, "Didn't something happen?"

"Why are you so nervous?"

Yang Liu burst into tears of pain, she screamed, "If my wrist is broken, I will let you sit in prison today!!"

Mu Chen lowered his eyes in disgust, wiped his fingers, and immediately said in a clear voice, "Tsk..."

"You can try it."

The former medical genius, the proud son of heaven, if he can't even settle this trivial matter, then his glory all these years will be a joke.

He pinched the acupoints on the opponent's wrist, which made it painful without detecting any problems.

"Uncle..." The little guy pouted, seeing the man's gloomy face, he coquettishly said, "It hurts."

Mu Chen came back to his senses, looked at her, and laughed angrily: "It hurts?"

"Do you still know it hurts?"

"What are you running around for nothing? I don't know how easy it is to get lost?" He slowly stretched out a slender finger like jade, and gently poked the little guy's forehead.

I didn't realize how intimate my tone and actions were at this time.

Today's picture is like an old father telling his daughter repeatedly, hating that iron can't be made into steel, but also feeling a little helpless.

The little guy pursed his mouth and blew on his palms, "I want to go to the toilet..."

...but Cheap Daddy is sleeping.

She didn't want to bother him.

Mu Chen naturally thought of this, so his mood became more complicated.

This girl...

It really makes people angry and can't let it out.

...

The spectators gradually dispersed, the little guy went to thank the waiter's sister obediently, the woman smiled softly, said it was okay, and then motioned the other party to go back quickly.

Ye Sang kissed the waitress softly, and waved her little hand gracefully: "Bye~"

The little sister who was caught off guard and kissed: "..."

Ah ah ah.

Ah Wei is dead.

She covered her face slightly, smiling so cutely.

*

As the group of people dispersed, Yang Liu stomped her feet angrily, clutching her sore wrist, her lower lip was almost bleeding.

This man is too deceitful.

She went back to the box angrily, took out her mobile phone and wrote down the number of the box Mu Chen went to, and made a call: "Hey, brother, can you do me a favor?"

"..."

Shen Chuchen, who was hurting each other with Huo Yao in the next room, suddenly became quiet.

He made a hissing motion, walked over with long legs.

The sound insulation effect of this box is really not good, and the woman's voice can be heard clearly if it is closer.

She curled her lips and said with a soft smile: "Well, yes. That's right, it's a man sitting in a wheelchair with a four or five-year-old child beside him."