Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

The anger in Huo Yao's heart subsided a little, and now he gave her a slanted look, and sneered: "Why doesn't it count? Did I promise not to hit you?"

Ye Sang was even more shocked.

"But, but, you have already accepted Sangsang's doll." The little girl was holding her buttocks, her cat eyes were wide open, as if she was accusing him of breaking his promise.

in her conception.

It would be a liar to beat herself after taking her doll.

The movement of Huo Yao carrying her back to the room was not insignificant, and the sleeping brothers and sisters were also woken up.

The bedroom of the villa is divided into several rooms, Shen Yao and Ye Sang are going to bed one and the other is getting out of bed, while the boys are separated by a wall on the other side.

At this moment, Shen Yao rubbed her eyes in a daze, her long hair fell down, her hair was disheveled, she rubbed her small face, she was a little dazed when she saw her sister who was pressed on her lap by Huo Yao

"Uncle, uncle..." The little girl froze for a moment, and couldn't help but look at her sister.

Intuition told her.

This little guy got into trouble again.

Huo Yao caught his daughter back from the bar at night, he would be lying if he said he wasn't angry, he threw Ye Sang to the small desk, and said with a sneer, "Sit down."

The little girl bowed her head aggrieved, and could only sit slowly.

Huo Yao ignored her pitiful expression, looked at her, lowered his head and tapped on the table with his fingertips, and said coldly, "Write."

Ye Sang: "???"

The little girl's eyes were confused, "What are you writing?"

She's just rebellious.

Why do you do this to her a five-year-old baby.

Huo Yao got angry when he saw her innocent little expression, he lowered his eyes expressionlessly, and said coolly: "The letter of self-criticism."

"Ten thousand words."

Ye Sang: "..."

Shen Yao: "..."

What kind of folk suffering is this.

"People, I just rebelled for a short time." The little guy adjusted his sitting posture, and finally realized the horror of his father.

What is the concept of 10,000 words?

The kid who was not good at math shook his body, only feeling that his future was bleak.

Seeing Ye Sang's little expression of reluctance, Huo Yao added: "I can't finish writing 10,000, so just stand and count sheep for me tonight."

The little girl had just drank the fruit wine, and her head was still not so clear-headed. She pouted, held the pen, and wrote the self-criticism with a dazed expression.

Huo Yao didn't stare at her either. Seeing that Ye Sang had finally calmed down, he walked downstairs.

Seeing this, the brothers and sisters in the room quickly slipped down from the room and the bed.

"Ten thousand words, are you so insane?" Shen Yao, the number one contestant, was stunned.

The second contestant, Ye Niannian, was stunned and said, "...Is this still a human?"

"Write until the year of the monkey." Su Ruirui also muttered.

The characters that Ye Sang couldn't write were replaced by pinyin. Her handwriting was very beautiful, and the little appearance with her head bowed was so pitiful.

Huo Chenyu glanced at the others, and then thought about the 10,000 self-criticisms, even if he couldn't finish writing the next day.

"It's really not possible, shall we write something for you?" He hesitated to suggest.

One sentence per person, are you afraid you won't be able to finish writing?

All right.

I really can't finish it.

Huo Chenyu's unreliable suggestion was dismissed by a group of people, Ye Sang could only maintain his last stubbornness, leaning against the wall in a daze, counting sheep in a soft voice.

"One sheep, two sheep..."

Soft and waxy voice.

Hypnotized all the brothers and sisters who were with her.

Shen Yao shook her head, and said very loyally: "Sangsang, don't worry, we will count the sheep with you."

As she spoke, she kicked her younger brother who was about to fall asleep on the table, and asked, "Is it?"

Shen Yan'an buried his face in the crook of his arms, and let out a soft sigh.

When the little girl counted a hundred sheep, she couldn't resist the drowsiness, and lay on the ground in a daze, with her little mouth curled up slightly, sleeping soundly.

Huo Yao who came up from downstairs quietly opened the door.

Seeing the children lying on the table and the floor in the room, he rubbed his temples, finally sighed helplessly, bent down and picked up the little guy on the ground and put him on the small bed.

Then he patiently put the other children sleeping on the desk back to their original beds.

After doing all this, Huo Yao's brows and eyes relaxed a little, he rubbed Ye Sang's little head, and said softly:

"Good night."

...

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, Fu Yan and Fu Han returned to country M, which relieved a group of people. No matter if it was Ye Si or others, no matter how harmless Fu Han behaved, no one could relax on him. alert.

Now that the other party is gone, everyone is happy.

The whole room in the kitchen was bustling with people, outside the door Ye Niannian and a few children were playing with mud, while Shen Yao was sitting on a small bench, firmly holding Ye Sang's little hands that wanted to go up to play with dough.

"Don't go." The little girl stared at her.

Ye Sang's eyes sparkled and said, "Playing with Mian Mian."

Shen Yao: "..." Just kidding.

"You are not allowed to play, if Uncle Gu sees it, believe it or not, he will beat you up?"

Naturally, Ye Sang didn't believe it, she was eager to try to knead the noodles, but she was dragged tightly by Shen Yao, and finally Ye Si stepped forward to untie the siege, hugged Xiaotuanzi, rubbed her little curly hair, and said with a smile : "Gu Sheng made the noodles in the morning, if you give him a hoot now, believe it or not, he will hang you and beat you?"

The little girl thought about the possibility, lying in her mother's arms, still a little unwilling to give up.

Ye Si chuckled.

Rubbing the little girl's slightly curly hair, she said, "Okay, why don't you follow Mu Chen to buy some mooncakes?"

Ye Sang rolled her eyes, shaking her little hair in confusion.

She wants to play face to face.

But mother won't let her play.

You may even get a spanking after playing.

In the end, the little girl had no choice but to reluctantly follow Mu Chen out to buy mooncakes.

In the room, Mu Chen, who was leaning against the table with a pen and flipping through the records and medical records, heard the sound of the door opening, and didn't even lift his eyelids.

The little girl walked with short legs, like a fluffy cub, her eyes were bright, and the little milk voice began to speak in a confused voice: "Mama won't let me play face."

"I want Papa to go out and buy mooncakes."

Mu Chen: "..."

He twirled the expensive pen at his fingertips, pointed to himself slowly, and asked with a smile, "Do you think your father is idle?"

Seeing the little girl's lowered head, Mu Chen took a deep breath, pointed to a gift box next to him and said, "I got it from someone else."

"No need to go out and buy."

As for who sent it?

He had long forgotten.

There are so many people who want to have a relationship with Mu Chen, most of the gifts they give are from the research institute, but since they are gifts, the things inside will definitely not be cheap.

Before the little girl's eyes lit up to get the mooncakes, Mu Chen had already pulled her back, lowered her eyelids lightly, and said, "Why are you going?"

To Ye Sang, the man's voice at this time was no less than the devil's whisper:

"Come here and finish your homework."