Chapter 883
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Cough.
The little one clenched his small hands and pursed his lips. When he looked at Mo Boyuan, his eyes were full of complaints.
Hmph.
Daddy is so bad. He kissed Mommy behind Ning Ning's back again!
Then, he walked in with a cold snort. Step by step, he stomped with all his might. When he passed by Mo Boyuan, he even bumped him with his little butt before pouncing on his mother.
"Mommy!"
Fortunately, this little guy was not too heavy at the moment. If he were any heavier, he would probably fall backward.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at that little expression, he looked so wronged. Jiang Tingxu liked it very much. Out of habit, he began to pinch his son's tender little face.
It felt really good to the touch.
Even when his little face was pinched into various shapes, the little guy did not say anything to stop it.
Instead, he tiptoed and took the initiative to put his little face in front of his mother.
Pfft!
Was this a competition for favor?
Indeed, that was what he subconsciously thought!
Who asked him to be so young?
He was not as tall as his father, his figure was not as good as his father's, and he was not as good-looking as his father. The only advantage he had was this little face that his mother could pinch comfortably. Shouldn't he make use of it?
Who was Mo Boyuan?
How could he not know what this little brat was thinking?
However, he was very disdainful.
He reached out his big hand and picked up a certain little person by the back of his collar.
"Ah!" The little person was suddenly lifted into the air and screamed in shock.
However, the man did not give his son a chance to speak again. He quickly picked him up and threw him out of the door, closing the door.
Bang, bang, bang. There was a series of knocks on the door, accompanied by the child's shouts from outside.
"Daddy, open the door!"
Open my ass!
The man ignored his son's shouts outside the door. Anyway, he would stop when he was tired.
Jiang Tingxu put his hand to his forehead when he saw this.
"Mo Boyuan, you … that's your biological son!"
The man snorted.
"If he wasn't my biological son, he wouldn't have the chance to disturb us every time!"
Hearing the meaning in the man's words, Jiang Tingxu's mouth could not help but twitch.
"That's enough!" He said.
What kind of vicious words were they spewing?
Did he have any shame?
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