Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Mu Jingnan: "

The documents in the drawer have also suffered

How on earth did she do it?

"Second uncle, you can beat small glutinous rice."

Little glutinous rice stretched his palm forward and closed his eyes tightly.

Pop.

The ruler fell in the palm of her hand.

It doesn't hurt much, but it hurts a little more than when Baba beat her.

He opened his eyes tremblingly, tilted his small head and asked softly, "second uncle, is it over?"

"Do you still want to be beaten?"

The little head shook into a rattle.

Mu Jingnan returned the ruler to her, "pay attention next time, you know?"

"Little glutinous rice knows!" Smiling, he took the ruler and put the little glutinous rice together, "second uncle, Huhu."

Mu Jingnan couldn't laugh or cry. "It's you who let me fight. After that, I have to shout for you?"

The little glutinous rice thought for a moment. It was really not very good, so he took back his hand, put his back behind him, and smiled shyly. "The little glutinous rice went back to find his father."

Then he called for lightning and ran away quickly.

Looking at her back, Mu Jingnan shook his head and laughed. He was worried and told, "slow down and don't fall."

"I see ~"

Soft Nuo Nuo's little milk voice responded to him.

Back in his study, Mu Jingnan saw the miserable image of his desk. He was helpless and had a headache. The documents in the drawer were pressed at the bottom. He was lucky that he didn't suffer completely.

He picked up the case investigation document and threw it into the dustbin.

These investigations were conducted without permission. I'm afraid even his mother didn't know about mingxingyi's illness.

He can more or less understand why mingxingyi asked him twice and again, and the last person to attend the appointment will become Mingya.

Knowing their sisters, or what their Ming family's idea was, he still cooperated and pretended not to know anything.

West Wing.

The little glutinous rice bounced back, and the little milk voice was full of light joy, "Dad ~"

Mu Jingxi came down from upstairs with a small rice ball in her arms. Seeing her happy appearance, she knew that Mu Jingnan had punished her.

"Second uncle punished you?"

"Yes."

"How many times?"

Little glutinous rice sprouted up an index finger, "just for a minute."

"Does it hurt?"

Little glutinous rice shook his head and then nodded his head again.

"What does shaking your head mean, and what does nodding mean?"

"It doesn't hurt much, but it hurts a little more than Baba beating small glutinous rice."

"Ah..." xiaofantuan stretched his small arm to catch his sister.

Mu Jingxi ruthlessly took back his arm and warned in his eyes, "rice ball, how many times have you said that my sister is a girl and can't casually reach out to catch her or scratch her."

The little rice ball was stunned by the lesson.

"If you want to hold your sister's hand, you have to ask her permission, okay?"

"Ah!"

Although xiaofantuan didn't understand, he still responded with a loud voice.

"Dad, Hoo Hoo."

Little glutinous rice spread out his palm and specially ran back for him to shout.

Mu Jingxi took a look and held back his smile. "Fortunately, he came back fast enough. If he was later, his palm would not be red."

Little glutinous rice smiled shyly, "Hey, hey."

Sitting down on the sofa, Mu Jingxi rubbed little glutinous rice's hand and asked carelessly, "didn't you tell your second uncle that dad has been to the study?"

"Dad, don't worry, little glutinous rice didn't tell second uncle."

"Well, good."

Family dinner on Sunday night.

Joanne also came back and the family went to the main building for dinner.

Mu Jingnan came late, "sorry to keep you waiting."