That is: How can I catch Yang Muan's little tail, control it tightly, and then watch him with a smile beg his father to sue his grandmother, how to defeat the enemy with one move, and win back the city...

After all, two hours ago, he deliberately finished drinking the chicken soup to provoke him. He thought that Admiral An would throw a tantrum, or cry and make a fuss. The expression gave him a big white eye.

This behavior definitely and deeply stimulated the self-esteem that admired Fan's strength and could not be touched by anyone.

If he can't even deal with a kid, he admires Fan and doesn't have to mess around in the future!

If it spreads out, it will only be laughed at to death.

Of course, every time he presses his stomach which is really uncomfortable, Yang Mufan swears viciously in his heart: he will definitely let that little thing pay with blood, even if it is his son.

He just sat on the sofa, observing and observing.

After watching for two hours, I finally found the clue.

Admire An No. 40 times to call Mu Wanqing "Mom", and then lie in her arms to make a fool of herself. When she was so cute and asked her to tell him stories to coax him to take a nap, she admired Fan Ying's straight eyebrows, and immediately raised her eyebrows faintly, and immediately, He ordered unceremoniously: "Mu Wanqing, my neck and shoulders are sore, come here and massage me."

While speaking, Yang Mufan turned his neck and shrugged his shoulders in a serious manner.

Mu Wanqing was terrified when she heard this.

She stared at Yang Mufan with wide-eyed alertness and confusion. She didn't understand what was wrong with this man. Why did she ask her to give him a massage? !

Compared to Mu Wanqing's bewilderment, Admire An's sense of crisis is obviously much stronger and more precise.

Especially when he turned his head and saw the evil smirk that Yang Mufan was showing at him, he instinctively hugged Mu Wanqing's neck, and then used his little face to rub against Mu Wanqing desperately.

Admire An's little mouth, begging inarticulately: "Mom, An'an is so sleepy, can you put An'an to sleep?! So sleepy, so sleepy."

As he spoke, he yawned: "An'an wants to hear her mother sing."

Mu Wanqing stroked his back, nodded habitually, and then put him on the bed: "Okay, mom will sing for you. An'an, listen to it while sleeping, okay?!"

"Okay!" Yang Mu'an pouted, and answered very loudly.

When Yang Mufan saw Yang Muan cast a provocative and triumphant look at him, the veins in his temples jumped.

Seeing the woman curled up on the bed, holding her son in her arms, listening to her words and singing to lull him to sleep, Admiral Fan felt more and more angry.

Clenching his fists, Admiral Fan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Mu Wanqing, I asked you to come over and give me a massage, are you deaf, or do you have a brain problem?!"

"My son is going to sleep, I'll put him to sleep first, and then I'll give you a massage, okay?!" Hearing Yang Mufan yelling, Mu Wanqing couldn't help being a little angry, and her tone of voice was inevitably a little harsh.

The son rests, presses the neck with him, what is more important, doesn't he know? !

When Yang Mufan heard this, his black eyes turned cold.

Seeing Yang Mu'an secretly making faces at him again, Yang Mufan was so angry that his nose was crooked.

His face was livid and black, and his voice was so cold that there was no warmth: "No. I want you to come over and give me a massage. Immediately, immediately, right, now!!!!"

ps: Take a nap first, and continue updating in the afternoon or evening. .

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