Spoiled! The yandere boss and his soft doll

Joao trembled angrily, and Mo Junqi poked his backbone every word, especially the sentence "How do you protect the people you care about?" was like a jack and smashed on his head.

He was stunned and frightened.

"You're threatening me, you're threatening me? You're going to get rid of me if I'm useless, aren't you? Don't you have hope for me if you think I'm a psychopath?"

Mo Junqi really can't say goodbye and warm words, but as a father, he still has to tell him in advance about the cruelty of reality.

"What good things are you saying here all of a sudden?" João scoffed, not admitting his feelings at all.

It's just that the hand that clasped the sofa pattern became more and more anxious and harder, exposing his anxiety and helplessness.

Mo Junqi felt terrible, it was rare to be uncontrollable and said harshly, Ji Yuan said that he wanted to talk to Joao well, but it didn't happen at all, "In short, I can't protect you for the rest of your life, but you can't go on like this, what if you have shortcomings? You must at least have the ability, mine is yours in the end." "

Who wants your things! It's just ability, doesn't it mean that I am blessed, why? You look down on me!" João said without shame, and he spoke to his father in a frenzied gesture of declaring war.

"Well, it's not difficult, you have to remember that you are my son, mine, and you will be yours in the future. Mo Junqi's words changed, and the arrogant and domineering atmosphere just now stiffened for a moment.

After feeling that he had spoken too much, he tried to use this sentence to show his heart for his son.

However, having had enough of his father's material satisfaction, Joao didn't realize it at all, but his rampant expression froze a little.

Awkward.

Joao felt that Mo Junqi was a little strange today, although he spoke in an educational tone as usual, but suddenly said that these things would be his sooner or later.

What the hell!

I want to hug Christman, she is the most fragrant.

Mo Junqi took in the unpredictable look on Joao's face, and remembered an incident that Luo Wan anxiously reported to him some time ago

, "I heard that you gave that thing to Christman?" "Heh, what's wrong? Doesn't it mean that your thing is mine? And if you give me that thing, I have the right to control where it goes, right?" If Joao had hair on his body, he would definitely blow up now, and he would be in a state where he could attack at any time.

"You have that right, of course. Mo Junqi seemed to be very distressed and threw away the documents, and stood below with his hands crossed, "Your grandfather's heirs and I don't need to rely on a gem to represent our identity, but you just said it, right?

Originally, Joao was in high spirits for Mo Junqi's sudden action, and his eyes became vigilant, and he himself felt that this matter might be exchanged for a more fierce reprimand from Mo Junqi.

Although Joao would not change his mind, he still had to put on that fierce and vicious face, and he heard this sentence.

I don't know what point poked him, Joao jumped up and stood on the sofa directly, pointed at Mo Junqi and began to shout disrespectfully, "Look at you, you just look down on me, you just look down on me, you don't want me to tell you, you don't want to give all these things that should belong to me to others, what is mine should be mine!" Joao

was angry, and Mo Junqi's distrust made him scratch his ears and cheeks.

"Huh!" sneered as he couldn't guess what it meant.

But it was this sneer that made Joao almost unable to hold back, pointing at Mo Junqi and saying that he couldn't say anything anymore, and felt that he was going crazy in the next second.

But the action under the emotion just now made his body ache violently at the moment, reminding him how reckless he was just now, and even his expression was distorted.

Joao held back the pain and stiffened himself to sit back on the sofa, slowing down for a long time before his expression eased.

So much so that there was silence in the study for a moment.

"Anyway, don't touch Christman, I know what you said, I'll be a person for you, there is, use, use, people. Joao obviously didn't want to talk like that, but in the face of this powerful and selfless father, he still wanted to provoke his emotions.

He dragged his injured leg to the door, and seeing that his words could not stimulate the man, he finished preaching to himself, and now he picked up the piles of documents and dealt with them.

Joao was angry when he saw it, so he angrily closed the door and made a loud noise.

Mo Junqi didn't squint, and Joao's childish and irritable actions did not divert his gaze and attention in the slightest.

But the iceberg face, which had not changed for thousands of years, finally showed a rather tired look after a while, "Every year, it seems that only my father can't do it......"

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since Christman contacted the family, his heart seemed to be settled. I started not to reject the environment and people here, and I was obviously much happier and less restrained than a few days ago.

The only thing that has changed is that Joao can't take care of Christman as much as he did before because of his injury, but instead relies on his own injuries to ask Christman.

"Manman, my arm hurts so much, and I can't lift it, but I want to hug you now, what should I do?" Joao's harmless appearance was not surprising after Christman came.

There is even some numbness.

Sure enough, Christsmann took the initiative to send herself to Joao's arms with distress and chagrin, and obediently wrapped her arms around Joao's waist.

"Good girl, my Manman is so well-behaved, take the initiative to hug me more in the future, so that my injury will heal faster and not hurt so much. The beautiful little man nestled in his arms, looking at himself with his chin full of eyes, Joao felt his heart melt.

He buried his face in his thickening blonde hair, sniffed the addictive scent, and moved his already fine left hand to pat Christman's back again and again.

"Mm-hmm, I'll hug you more in the future. If her hug could make Joao get better quickly, she didn't hesitate to hug her.

After this time, Joao tasted the sweetness, and often used this miserable method to make Christman take the initiative to get closer to him.

And unsurprisingly, it will succeed every time, and Christman agrees happily.

A few days later, when Lowan took off the bandage and was about to change Joao's dressing, Christine looked at the horrific scene behind Joao and cried in fright.

"How could it be? Why is it still so terrible? Why is it still black? Sister Luo, is Joao really okay? Why does he still flow this kind of water? There is such a large piece, his whole back is like this, how painful he is!" "Joao is really painful

, these wounds are also very abrasive, although they are mainly bumps, but they also shed a little blood, so that the pus in it can't come out, and the wound can't heal.

The first few times Joao avoided Christman when he changed the dressing, but this time he was accidentally bumped into by her, and as a result, his delicate person who was held in the palm of his hand was so frightened that he wilted like a flower in a rainstorm.