Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

"Uncle, don't you want this thing?" Qian Mengmeng raised his eyebrows and looked at Damon, who looked like a little adult. When he saw that Damon was laughing, he also saw that Damon's eyes were deep.

Thinking of the help that the man had given him when he was a child, and now with his help, he gradually took back what belonged to him, he shook his head gently.

"There's so much money in the world that I can't earn it in time. Why would I go with them to rob this unknown treasure? If that person had saved money, he wouldn't be able to use it now!"

"Er..." Three black lines slid down Qian Mengmeng's forehead.

But she liked damon's idea.

"Well, since you are so sincere, then I will reluctantly accept you as my disciple and give you guidance." Said Qian Mengmeng, a little adult.

Hearing this, Damon smiled brightly and pretended to pick her up.

Qian Mengmeng stopped him and said coldly, "Don't bother. Actually, there's only one thing that doesn't suit you today, and that's your mask. Although I know you have a sullen soul in your heart, it's not good to wear panties and fool around outside!"

With that, Qian Mengmeng ran away with short legs.

Damon was left alone in the wind...

His mask, his unique design, was described by the little girl as a pair of panties?

"Interesting, interesting..." Damon laughed loudly and shouted to Pei Yilin in the room, "Pei Yilin, your daughter is interesting. If she is not engaged at the age of 16, I will immediately take her away and become my bride!"

After that, Damon left quickly, like a puff of smoke. If it wasn't for a body lying on the ground, Song Qian and the others thought he hadn't been here at all.

"Mommy, daddy, that uncle just gave Mengmeng a little toy. It's not funny at all. Here you go." As soon as he entered the room, Qian Mengmeng stuffed the xiang jia hui in his hand into Song Qian's arms, who was resting on the rocking chair. Then, with a push of his short legs, his little butt moved and sat on the rocking chair.

Song Qian naturally held her small body in his arms and casually shoved the badge in his hand to Pei Yilin.

"You don't want it anymore?" Pei Yilin didn't have a family badge, just looked at Song Qian.

It turned out that she seemed to be very enthusiastic about this emblem. He thought she wanted it, so he took it away.

But now, why did she give this badge to herself?

"Are you talking about the family emblem, or the wealth of an enemy country?" Song Qian looked up at Pei Yilin and saw that his brows were furrowed, but there was not a trace of impatience in his eyes. Her tone gradually improved. "Although I am a money-grubber, I have a way of doing it. I don't think I have the ability to digest the windfall like this. This emblem was originally meant to find mengmeng, but now that Mengmeng has found it, I naturally don't need it."

"Haven't you always wanted this badge? Isn't it just right for you?" Song Qian raised his eyebrows.

Hearing this, Pei Yilin's eyes darkened, and suddenly he remembered the suffering he had suffered because of this huisong family.

This badge is a hot potato. Whoever holds it in his hand will not be at peace.

A man is not guilty, but he deserves to be guilty.

Pei Yilin didn't want Song Qian to suffer for this badge anymore, so he nodded and took it into his arms.

Then, he glanced at Song Qian and saw that she seemed a little sleepy. He immediately bent down and hugged her, trying to put her on the bed.

"I'm not sleepy..." Song Qian yawned, feeling sleepy.

"Sleep with Mengmeng if you're not sleepy. Mengmeng is sleepy." Seeing that she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but she was still holding on, Pei Yilin smiled slightly and waved at qian mengmeng. Qian Mengmeng immediately ran to him like a dog and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes. Mengmeng is sleepy. Mommy, you can sleep with Mengmeng. Mengmeng hasn't seen mommy for such a long time. He doesn't sleep very well!" Qian Mengmeng pretended to be sleepy and yawned.

Song qian felt guilty for not taking good care of Mengmeng for such a long time. Seeing that she was sleepy, she could only nod and pinch Pei Yilin's arm.

"Put me down. I'm taking Mengmeng to rest." Song Qian looked at Pei Yilin reproachfully.

If he didn't tell him that mengmeng was ill, why hadn't they seen each other for so long, and why hadn't Qian Mengmeng slept well for so long?

It was all this damn man's fault for wanting to protect her.

Was she Song Qian such a fragile person?

When something happened, she would only choose to solve it and never run away.

"No." Pei Yilin frowned. He knew that Song Qian was angry with him.

Indeed, it was his fault. He couldn't say anything.

"Mengmeng, come on, lie down on the bed and let's have a good sleep." Pei Yilin ordered.

"Okay!" Qian mengmeng answered, ran to the bed happily, kicked off her little shoes and climbed onto the bed.

That excited look didn't look like she was going to sleep at all!

Song Qian glanced at Pei Yilin and saw that he was calm. After he carried her to the bed, he bent down to put her down and carefully covered her with a summer blanket.

Then, he carried Qian Mengmeng to Song Qian's side, lay down, and hugged his daughter.

Qian Mengmeng seemed to have been looking forward to this moment for a long time. As soon as Pei Yilin hugged her, she burrowed into his arms and rubbed her tiny head against Pei Yilin's chest, making Song Qian's heart soften and her eyes redden.

How much did she want her parents'love for her poor Mengmeng?

Song Qian sighed and reached out to hug Qian Mengmeng.

But Qian Mengmeng was afraid of hurting the baby in her stomach, so she immediately came out of Pei Yilin's arms, turned around and touched Song Qian's stomach, muttering to herself.

"Brother, do you miss your sister? How about my sister talk to you?" Qian Mengmeng's little hand was on Song Qian's stomach, and the corners of his mouth were curved with joy.

"Yeah, he missed you." Song Qian looked at Qian Mengmeng dotingly.

After leaving Qian Mengmeng for a long time, Song Qian realized how much he loved her and couldn't bear to part with her.

Song Qian now wanted to stay with qian mengmeng every day and every moment. Even if Mengmeng wanted to get married when he grew up, he had to live in her house and let her look at him every day.

Pei Yilin lay beside him, looking at the doting look in Song Qian's eyes, and felt that life was the happiest in the world. No matter what kind of wealth anyone would trade for, he would not trade at all.

With a big hand, his long arms rested on Qian Mengmeng and Song Qian, gently patting Song Qian's arms.

"Go to sleep." He whispered and closed his eyes.

Song Qian looked at Pei Yilin's sleeping eyes, which were as clean as a naked child. They were inviolable, but they were also insanely possessive.

Such a man was destined to bring disaster to himself and Mengmeng!

Frowning slightly, Song Qian was about to say something when she saw Qian Mengmeng looking up at her, her eyes filled with uneasiness and pleading that she had not expected.

Mommy, no matter what daddy did, please forgive daddy for Mengmeng, okay? Mengmeng wants a complete home with mommy, daddy, Mengmeng and little brother." Qian Mengmeng's bright eyes made Song Qian's heart tremble and nodded slightly.

"Mommy, Mengmeng misses you so much." Seeing song qian nod his head, Qian Mengmeng immediately tried to get into her arms.

But looking at a small bump on Song Qian's slightly bulging stomach, Qian Mengmeng sighed like a little adult, then reached out his little hand and gently touched Song Qian's stomach.

"Brother, you're so annoying. Now you're snatching mommy from your sister. I don't know what kind of mischief you're going to be. Sister finally met mummy, and before she could rub her body on her, she was interrupted by you, the little guy. Hey, if it weren't for the fact that you're my brother, I would have beaten up this annoying little three of you by now." Qian mengmeng pouted as if she was teaching Song Qian's baby unhappily.

The little guy in his stomach seemed to hear her. Without Gandhi twisting his body again, the bulge on Song Qian's abdomen immediately shifted and ran directly to the place Qian Mengmeng poked.

Looking at the miraculous bulge, Qian Mengmeng reached out and touched it. It was so hard. Was it his little brother's little arm or calf?

"Mommy, my little brother is so naughty, he actually kicked you with his calf!" Qian Mengmeng muttered and tried to touch her again. The little guy seemed to like her touch very much and moved his position slightly, but it was still where Qian Mengmeng's fingers could touch it.

Seeing that he was still playing with her in her belly, Qian Mengmeng's mood, which had been a little gloomy, suddenly brightened up.

"Hehe, mommy, brother is so funny. I'm going to play with my brother every day." Qian Mengmeng said excitedly.

Song Qian couldn't help but laugh and ask, "Mengmeng, how can you be sure that he's a boy? If he was a girl, you wouldn't love her anymore?"

Her Mengmeng, her lovely Mengmeng, was so cute.

Song Qian was in a good mood and looked at Qian Mengmeng with raised eyebrows.

Qian Mengmeng's eyes lit up, but then she curled her mouth in disgust.

"Mengmeng has a hunch that there must be a little monkey inside. It won't be a little princess." Qian Mengmeng looked as if he despised the little girl.

"Why?" Song Qian asked, pretending to sit up. She frowned and seemed worried that if the baby in her stomach was a girl, she and Mengmeng would not get along.

Mummy, don't move. Whether it's a boy or a girl, Mengmeng likes it as long as it's mommy's." Qian Mengmeng quickly stopped Song Qian.

Then, Qian Mengmeng leaned on Song Qian's arm and helped Song Qian to lie down steadily. Her furry head rested on her shoulder again.

This long-lost intimacy warmed Song Qian's heart. He put his arm around her and murmured, "Don't move. Mommy didn't move. But, Mengmeng, why do you have to let mom have a brother?"

Song Qian seemed to be really trapped by this question.

Qian Mengmeng grinned when he saw that his mother, who had always been a martial artist, was in doubt. Her white tiger teeth were exposed in the air, making her look especially cute.

Because it's not tiring to work with a man and a woman. I already have a little princess in my family, but I am short of a little prince. Besides, I have a heavenly eye. I'm sure the one in mommy's stomach must be a male doll."

"Er..." Song Qian was embarrassed. She was sweating profusely at Qian Mengmeng's sudden ability to calculate.

She knew very well that her daughter was very strong, very strong, but she didn't have the eye of heaven, okay?