Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

Chapter 149 Mu Chen VS Shen Chuchen 1

Mu Chen: "..." What kind of ghost logic is this.

"No." Mu Chen said blankly at her, "This story tells us that fairy tales are all deceptive."

He sneered slightly, "Whether you are Zhuge Liang or Zhou Yu, you still have to die for Lao Tzu in the end."

Ye Sang: "..."

Perhaps what Mu Chen didn't know was that when he said this in a gloomy way, he really looked like the villain in a TV series.

The little guy rubbed his pillow and opened his cat's pupils in a daze, "That's right."

It's coming, no one wants to leave this world alive anyway.

Mu Chen: "..." It seems really reasonable.

Nonsence.

There is a fart.

Where does this little **** get so much fairy logic all day long?

"The story is over." He handed the medicine to Ye Sang, pressed into his impatience, and said every word: "Give me a drink."

The little girl's body is like a small fireball, and it is softer in her arms, with the fragrance of milk, and her little head is soft and low, making her heart tremble.

She frowned and resisted.

Mu Chen rubbed his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that one day he would take turns to the point of bringing a baby.

The key is that this baby should not take medicine! !

Mu Chen's mentality was about to collapse.

The man leaned down slightly, raised his hand to pinch the little girl's fleshy little face, and asked with sorrow, "Do you drink or not?"

Ye Sang curled his eyelashes slightly, his small mouth flattened, and the milk cavity trembled, full of grievances, "drink..."

As far as his act of forcing a good for a prostitution, is there any other choice besides drinking?

Mu Chen was very satisfied with her knowledge.

The little guy's curled eyelashes trembled, his face wrinkled, and he drank the bowl of medicine.

Because of the bitter taste, Ye Sang's small mouth was slightly flattened, and his pitiful appearance could just hang an oil pot.

When Mu Chen saw that she had taken the medicine, he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately gave her a faint look and uttered two words: "Sleep."

The little guy was lying limp on the bed, still unable to sleep.

She was still shocked by the fairy tale just now.

Mu Chen pressed her forehead with a headache, covered her with the quilt indiscriminately, sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her beautiful and moist black eyes, slightly hooked her lower lip, and started to scare her, "If you don't sleep, the big bad wolf will eat you at night. "

"Why does the big bad wolf eat sangsang."

The little guy narrowed his mouth, a little unhappy.

The man gave her a sideways look, his tone was impatient, "Because you don't sleep."

Ye Sang shrank his neck and buried his little head in the bed, "Then Sangsang is sleeping."

"Big bad wolf don't bite me..." The little guy hummed and softened his little milk cavity, slowly burying his head in the quilt. After drinking the medicine, he would inevitably get sleepy. Under Mu Chen's faint gaze, Ye Sang was flat. Xiaozui finally fell asleep in a deep sleep.

As soon as the little **** calmed down, Mu Chen yawned lazily and became strangely uncomfortable.

After Ye Sang fell asleep, he was very dishonest. He stared at his calf and rolled to Mu Chen's side.

The little guy lay his head lazily in the warm arms of the man, sleeping soundly, his white tender face was slightly red from the fever.

Mu Chen opened his eyelids and pushed Ye Sang aside in disgust.

"Woo..." When she was pushed off guard, the little girl pouted and was aggrieved.

The soft voice of milk sandwiched the slight crying, causing Mu Chen's conditioned reflex to freeze.

Those black eyes stared at Ye Sang closely, lest the little **** wake up again.

Fortunately.

The little guy didn't wake up, but Mu Chen didn't dare to push her.

If someone is awakened again, who will coax?

Mu Chen looked at the little bunny who was shrinking in his arms, and he hesitated for a while, still trapping people with a cold face.

After all, because of Ye Sang's awkwardness in sleeping, if he didn't hold him, the two would meet on the floor the next morning.

The little guy in his arms is soft and soft like cotton, and the touch and warmth in his arms are surprisingly reassuring.

*

Early the next morning, the warm light shone on the little guy's face.

Ye Sang subconsciously stretched out his white tender hand to touch his forehead, then flattened his mouth, and found that he was shrinking in Mu Chen's arms.

"Cheap dad..." She pouted and slowly crawled off the bed.

The little guy looked up and saw Mu Chen's long and slender eyelashes, what he looked like when he was asleep. Thinking about how the other party looked after her last night, he hesitated to cover him with the quilt.

"Go to sleep." Ye Sang's milky voice was crisp and she shook her head happily.

After saying this, the little guy didn't care if Mu Chen heard him, cleverly picked up his little cloth bag on the bed, and ran out.

After Ye Sang left, Mu Chen opened his eyes slightly, and immediately the corners of his lips curled up with a very shallow arc, "...little bunny."

It does not hold grudges.

*

"Grandpa Grandpa Grandpa, Grandpa Butler~"

The little guy's soft milky voice sounded from the upper floor, which added a bit of excitement to the normally silent villa.

Housekeeper Mu hadn't recovered yet, and then he was rushed by a fat baby.

He was slightly startled, and hugged him tightly, "Little Miss."

"Did you not go to school?"

The little guy shook his head, looking soft and harmless and well-behaved because of his illness, "Uncle didn't wake people up."

The housekeeper was taken aback, "Does the little lady still go to school today?"

"Ask his teacher for a time off." The clear and clear voice sounded from behind.

The butler returned to his senses and saw their husband lazily propping his forehead, half-squinting his eyes, "Just say that this little bunny is sick today, and I will send her back tomorrow."

"Good sir." The butler answered, rubbing the little girl's head with a special feeling, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat today? I'll let them make it for you."

Ye Sangmao's pupils brightened, and when she heard that she could eat, she shook her head immediately, and said with her milk, "I want cola chicken wings~~and ice cream~~"

The butler nodded unconditionally.

it is good!

want!

buy!

I didn't notice their husband's dark complexion.

Every time Mu Chen heard her name a "junk food", his face went dark.

Until the end, the man couldn't bear it completely, staring at her coldly, "I think you are dreaming."

Do children eat these things when they are sick?

How does Huo Yao take care of his children?

The little guy hugged the butler's neck tightly and said, "No, can't you eat?"

Mu Chen chuckled, "After eating, the big bad wolf came to play with you."

Ye Sang's body trembled slightly, and the milk whispered in the ear of the other party and whispered, "Don't eat sangsang...Sangsang is not delicious..."

Hearing her mutter, the housekeeper endured it and laughed.

Secretly, their husbands are really naive.

Actually use this to scare children.

Can the conscience pass?

Early in the morning, the little guy lowered his head unconsciously, and slightly narrowed his mouth.

She is so miserable.

(End of this chapter)