Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

"uncle……"

She opened her small mouth slightly, and said tearfully, "You, how could you smash your eggs?"

"It's not my egg." Mu Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, slammed every word, and almost couldn't help strangling this bastard to death.

The man took a deep breath.

He raised his eyes slightly, and Feng Danyun glanced lightly at the smashed egg in her hand, and saw the little girl with a golden peas in her mouth, who looked as if she could cry in the next second, the corner of the man's lips pulled, and he smiled: "This is it!" your eggs."

Ye Sang narrowed her mouth, feeling like crying.

Dandan who stayed with her all day, woo woo woo.

Just like that, Mu Chen ruthlessly crushed him to pieces.

The little guy is so sad.

The instigator, Mu Chen, stabbed her heart without knowing it.

The man glanced at the egg in her hand. After a while, he suppressed his smile and opened his lips slightly:

"kid."

He couldn't hold back, and said quietly: "Your egg..."

After a pause, Mu Chen said:

"……Broken."

"..." Ye Sang's round cat pupils were filled with tears, and her small milk cavity overflowed slightly. She whimpered and broke down into tears: "Wow——"

So bullying!

woo woo woo.

Ye Sang has never been wronged like this since she was a child!

Mu Chen: "..."

He had a headache from the noise, raised his eyes and stared at the little guy coldly, and laughed completely angrily, "I didn't cry when you said the egg was broken, but you started crying first?"

Ye Sang ignored him, crying heartbreakingly.

Mu Chen's temples twitched several times, he was not feeling well.

Facts have proved that this little kid is really hard to coax when he cries.

If it weren't for the good sound insulation in the study, the servants downstairs in Mu's house could have heard it.

Those who didn't know thought how he abused the child.

Ye Sang's round cat pupils looked at him, her mouth was flattened, and she was crying slightly: "Sangsang's egg..."

When Mu Chen heard this, he was conditioned to feel bad.

He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "I will pay you tomorrow morning."

The little guy wiped away his tears, stared at him for a while, pouting and finally shut up.

"That, that..." She hesitated pointing at the test paper, "Wrong question."

Mu Chen resisted the urge to slap her to death, and pulled him to him. The little guy was soft and fragrant, wearing fluffy pajamas. After being pulled into the man's arms, she was still dazed for a few moments. "uncle……"

Mu Chen ignored her. After lowering his eyes and calming down his thoughts slightly, he glanced at the wrong questions on the test paper. He slightly raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, with a particularly sparse sound at the end, "Can you do all these questions wrong?"

He had found it.

The little girl's mistakes are all math problems.

Except for a few suffocating answers, the language is still normal.

Ye Sang pouted slightly, and hummed.

There is no one in my grandfather who can teach her math~

Mu Chen carefully checked her test paper.

The more he looked at it, the more headache he got. What kind of suffocating answers are these?

"Fifteen times three equals eighteen?" Mu Chen raised his hand and squeezed her soft earlobe, narrowed his eyes, and smiled faintly, "Little brat, did your math teacher teach you?"

Even a physical education teacher can't teach people like this, right?

Ye Sang slightly flattened her mouth.

Of course she could see that this father didn't like her, and even had a hint of disgust in it.

Mu Chen took a thin bamboo pole, blinked his beautiful eyes slightly, and smiled at her, "Good boy."

"Uncle is here to teach you how to do the questions."

brat:"……"

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One big and one small struggled hard with a test paper in the study.

Mu Chen never thought that one day he would lose to the kindergarten math problem.

I never thought that I would help a kid with homework! !

The key is that this little kid is still a child and cannot be taught.

Mu Chen was so angry that his temples were throbbing, and he asked unwillingly, "Say it again, what is seven times eight?"

Ye Sang's head was half tilted, she snapped her fingers obediently, and then replied crisply and confidently, "It's equal to fifteen~"

Mu Chen: "..."

I have a sentence that I must say now.

"What do you use to calculate? Ye Sangsang!!! This is not addition, not addition!! How many times do you want me to say it?"

The man looked at the little guy with a broken heart, lowered his head drowsily, and started to eat the smashed egg.

He snatched her egg, "Don't eat it! Let me ask you again, how much is seven times eight?!"

The little guy stood obediently in front of him, looked at the stolen eggs, pouted unhappily, shook his furry head, and answered confidently in a crisp voice, "It's equal to fifteen!"

Mu Chen: "..."

"roll."

He was going to be pissed off.

"Are you really Huo Yao's or Shen Chuchen's daughter?" The man stared at her suspiciously, and pinched the little guy's chubby face angrily, feeling bad all over.

He couldn't imagine the painting style of these two men making waves, and every time they did something, there was a little guy like a goose behind them.

Just thinking about it makes you cringe.

"Then I'll ask you again."

Mu Chen took a deep breath, pointed to the test paper on it, smiled, and asked word by word:

"Can you guess what the original intention of the questioner is?"

The little guy's hair drooped, because she couldn't even eat eggs, and she seemed to have lost her purpose in life.

Ye Sang softened her small breasts, and replied quietly: "He wants me to die."

Mu Chen: "..."

roll! ! !

He stared at the little guy with drooping hair, a little loveless, and became deeply confused.

Why is there such a terrible creature as Ye Sang in this world? !

Mu Chen closed his eyes and forcibly calmed down. He pointed to the Chinese on the paper with no expression on his face, and asked, "The day of hoeing at noon? Sweat dripping down the soil? Why didn't you do it?"

Do you still need to teach this kind of question?

Didn't the first teacher of this group of wealthy children tell her the meaning of this poem?

The man stared at her, barely calming down.

Ye Sang trembled with her little milk voice, because she had answered many questions wrong, Mu Chen, the dog father, even hit her palm with a small bamboo pole.

The little guy couldn't bear this grievance, so he twitched and answered with a flat mouth, "Hoe, Hoe is a little greedy..."

A question mark appeared on Mu Chen's head: ""?

The little guy covered his red hand that was beaten, "It not only thinks about the day and noon..."

Ye Sang felt aggrieved and said, "Sweatdrop and Xiatu are not going to let go."

Mu Chen: "..."

At noon on the day of hoeing?

day? At noon! !

? ! !

The man was slightly stunned for a moment, and was deeply shocked by her logic.

Mu Chen ground his teeth, and asked word by word: "Ye, Sang, Sang!! Who taught you this?"

God damn Hoe He is a little greedy! !

Is this a question that ordinary people can answer?

Ye Sang shrank her neck and whispered, "Grandpa, grandpa."

Mu Chen laughed back angrily.

He really realized it.

The fact that Shen Chuchen and Huo Yao didn't strangle her to death is simply one of the top ten miracles.

Probably one more chapter. Ahhh, I'm so good, Calvin, do you guys have any plots you want to watch? When the time comes, I will read the message and try to write it.