Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

Zhao Yuan sneered, not afraid of him at all.

They are all second-generation ancestors who were spoiled by their families, and now they have similar status in kindergarten, so he dare not bully anyone.

I can only vent my anger with words from time to time.

The little fat man kicked his stool. Seeing that the other party didn't resist, he picked up the cup and splashed it on the little boy's face.

While pouring water, he was still giggling, "Unlucky ghost, little dumb, no one hurts, no one loves, how pitiful~"

The water temperature was not high, but the act of pouring it directly over the head was undoubtedly extremely insulting.

Xiaoye Sang, who was sitting on her stomach and sleeping on her stomach, was confused by the big movement and raised her head.

The curled eyelashes trembled, and a pair of clear cat pupils rarely appeared dazed and confused just after waking up.

Seeing that he still didn't respond, Zhao Yuan looked around and found that the teacher was not around.

The little fat man couldn't help but grow out of his guts, took a step forward and mercilessly picked up the ink in front of the teacher's podium, and wanted to rub the brush on him when it was stained.

As he said, he moved closer: "Anyway, your clothes are already dirty enough. If I help you make it a little darker, you should also thank me."

The children next to him didn't have any intention of standing out for him, and even surrounded him one by one to watch the excitement.

Su Ruirui clapped his hands beside him, "Come on, teach him a lesson and see who told him to sit with Sangsang!"

Ye Niannian also pouted, "That's right, a woman who dares to touch me is getting impatient."

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She lowered her head and blinked the cat pupils in confusion. Before she could figure out what was going on, she saw Zhao Yuan walking towards them with an ink-stained brush.

Originally, Zhao Yuan really didn't intend to play tricks on Ye Sang.

The reason why he walked towards her was because the little girl was sitting with Yan An.

"..." The little boy's pupils, which were as black as thick ink, moved slightly, and he stared at the writing brush in Zhao Yuan's hand, subconsciously wanting to resist.

When Zhao Yuan walked over, Yan An stared at him with gloomy eyes, the little boy wanted to back away like crazy, fantasizing about avoiding this never-ending humiliation.

However.

The five-year-old and malnourished child is no match for the chubby Zhao Yuan.

The little boy was pulled back by a group of people and firmly held in place. At this moment, Ye Sang seemed to see the fear and resistance that penetrated into the marrow of his eyes.

And the darkness that almost engulfs people.

Zhao Yuan giggled and sprinkled all the ink on his clothes with a sense of accomplishment.

Under the cold and vicious gaze of the little boy like a poisonous snake, his heart beat violently for some reason.

"Cut." After a while, realizing that he would be afraid of a mute, Zhao Yuan gave him a kick from a little embarrassment.

"What are you looking at? You dumb, I haven't painted it yet, and there's too little on the clothes. Why don't you paint it on your face too?"

He thought it was one place, so he brought the whole bottle over, smiling slightly with malicious intentions.

Shen Yan'an raised his head and stared at him expressionlessly.

at this moment.

He hated everyone in this kindergarten.

...

Zhao Yuan was stained with ink, and shook the brush but couldn't control his force because of his complacency, so he threw it out.

Most of the ink fell on the pale face of the little boy.

A small part of it will cause harm to the pond fish and sprinkle it on Xiaoye Sang.

Zhao Yuan didn't take it seriously, and even planned to continue writing and drawing on Yan An's face.

But this time, Ye Sang was not happy.

The little guy was stunned for a while.

She looked down at the black ink stained on the white skirt, then at the culprit, her cat pupils widened slightly.

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