hello chief male god

Chapter 1009 I haven't hit you for a long time, itchy skin?
Li Luowan sat under the quilt with nothing on his body, his face was as red as a ripe shrimp, and he smiled awkwardly: "No, why would Dad hit Mom? Put down the gun, don't point these things at Dad , very rude."

Now that I am young, I know how to point a toy gun at others, so when I grow up, I have to use real swords and guns to fight against me?
Although the little guy came to fight for her, he even wanted to use his small body to protect her.

But having this intention is enough.

Li Luowan had a sore nose and felt warm in his heart, but it was a pity that Su Ruihan sang bad faces in front of the children. In their minds, he was a violent father who liked to lose his temper at every turn.

"I do not believe."

Su Jingcheng's sense of justice was overwhelming. He looked at Su Ruihan righteously, and stared at him fiercely with his small eyes. He asked like a policeman, "Tell me, did you hit Mommy? I heard her crying and kept yelling no." No, you still don't let her go, believe it or not, I will shoot you, I have received professional training!"

This tough look is exactly the same as Su Ruihan's temperament.

Li Luowan watched the one big and one small confront each other, the atmosphere was frozen to freezing point, and she didn't bother to intervene.

He picked up a shirt from the bed, put it on casually, and fiddled with his hair nonchalantly, as if he was waiting for a good show.

Under his father's glaring gaze, Su Jingcheng lacked confidence, and began to back off, trying to get away with oil on the soles of his feet.

I am not this man's opponent yet, I have to practice for another ten or eight years.

Before he could put his thoughts into action, he heard a sneer from the man on the top of his head, mercilessly scolding him, and slammed his head and face at him: "If you learn a little bit of superficiality, you don't think it's a big deal? You still want to be cool and want to follow the show on TV. A hero save the beauty?"

"I have studied art with a teacher, and Uncle Jiang personally guided me. He is a great police chief!"

The little guy raised his face to refute him, but was flustered by his father's sneer.

But he still stood in a standard military posture, holding the water gun tightly with both hands, and his palms even started to sweat, so he didn't care about it.

"Heh, beat me, come and show off to me again!" Su Ruihan said while putting on a nightgown and tying it casually.

He stood in front of his son like a giant, with his arms around his chest, his posture was elegant, and he had a lofty, sacred and inviolable aura. The shocked Su Jingcheng unconsciously took a small step back.

The little guy's mouth was tightly pursed, Su Ruihan raised his eyebrows, and laughed in a cold voice, "It's been a long time since I hit you, isn't it itchy?"

Hearing this, Li Luowan glanced between his eyebrows, he was indeed a violent person, and he would only use his fists to solve problems.

Su Jingcheng is most afraid of his father on weekdays. Today, he has a hot head and came to provoke him. There is no way out
He had no choice but to bite the bullet, but unfortunately he was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the gun.

"Why don't you do anything?" Su Ruihan asked coldly.

He flinched in fright, his eyes dodged.

He has tested the power of the water gun. It can pierce drink bottles. He usually takes it outside the flower garden of the next door to do damage.

Su Ruihan glanced at his son, took a full view of his retreat and fear, and reprimanded him in a calm voice: "You are so timid and timid. You are afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back. Indecision will only harm yourself, you know?"

(End of this chapter)