Limited Time Hidden Marriage

After shouting, I realized that the atmosphere was not right.

The situation in the small foreign-style building seemed not as critical as she imagined.

I saw Sheng Shimo sitting lazily on the sofa. The little milk tank was like a gangster boss, sitting domineeringly on Sheng Shimo's neck, and holding his black hair with his small hands. He also stood nearby obediently.

The scene in front of me is completely different from the description in Xiaoyoutiao’s text message!

Where is the little milk jug being hijacked?

It looked like the small milk jug was threatening Sheng Shimo.

And...why are these people so inexplicably harmonious?

Because of her voice, everyone's eyes turned to her.

In the silence, the atmosphere became awkward.

Wen Churan felt as if several black crows were flying above his head.

Quack, quack…

Although the situation was not very dangerous, whenever she saw the little milk tank and Sheng Shimo staying together, she would become very frightened and uneasy.

Wen Churan waved towards the small milk jug, "Come quickly to Mom!"

When Little Milk Pot saw his mom, he hurriedly climbed down from Sheng Shimo's body, climbed off the sofa, and flew into Wen Churan's arms. "Mom... where have you been? Why did Little Milk Pot open his eyes?" , you disappeared..."

Wen Churan raised the plastic bag he was carrying in his left hand, "Mommy is shopping for groceries. She will make glutinous rice dumplings for the little milk pot."

The little milk can immediately started dancing with joy, "Oh! There are glutinous rice dumplings to eat!"

Wen Churan glanced at the man on the sofa and deliberately asked the little milk jug, "Has anyone bullied you?"

"Yes!" Mom came, and Little Milk Tank seemed to have found someone who could support her. She pointed at Sheng Shimo and accused, "The big pervert bullied me! He also laughed at me for being timid!"

After hearing the little kid's angry words, Sheng Shimo couldn't help but laugh or cry.

Wen Churan's face turned cold and asked, "What are you doing here?!"

Sheng Shimo sat on the sofa without moving, as if he was the owner of this small foreign-style building.

He glanced at the small milk jug in Wen Churan's arms and replied unhurriedly, "Nothing, let's see my son."

Wen Churan was furious, "I've said it many times, the little milk jug has nothing to do with you!"

At this time, Little Milk Tank interjected, "Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma... The big pervert said, he planted me in your belly..."

After hearing this, Wen Churan's expression changed instantly, and everyone burst into laughter around him. Even the little youtiao pursed his thin lips, suppressing a smile.

The corner of Sheng Shimo's mouth evoked an unusually proud smile, as if he was very satisfied with the performance of the little milk jug.

The little milk jug blinked with innocent big eyes, "Mom...what are they laughing at?"

This shameless man actually taught such a dirty thing to a child!

Wen Churan became angry and shouted at Sheng Shimo, "Get out! Get out of here right now!"

roll? Everyone was immediately frightened and stopped laughing.

This Miss Wen actually dares to tell the President to get lost?

Sheng Shimo sat on the sofa, motionless as a mountain, as if he didn't hear Wen Churan's words at all.

Wen Churan limped in, and coldly uttered the word "go" one after another. Finally, he directly picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and pointed it at Sheng Shimo. "If you don't go, don't force me." You are welcome!"

Upon seeing this, a group of guards raised their guns and pointed their guns at the back of Wen Churan's head.

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