Master Fu Has Spoiled the Little Baby

   Chapter 179 This is bullying

   "What are you doing with your eyes so big? Do you want to cook some vegetables for dinner?" Fu Yan Wang sat lazily on the single sofa, looking at the little guy sitting in front of him, his lips hooked ironically.

   The little guy was as angry as a cute pufferfish, with his little hands on his waist, his soft deer eyes were stunned, and his milky voice shouted: "Ahhhh!"

   "Fu Yanwang is bad, you can't even make sense!"

   When she came back, she still wanted to be a coquettish girl with Fu Yanwang, but she was attacked as soon as she came back, and the little guy is full of anger now!

   Looking at the puffed up Azi, the people sitting around on the sofa couldn't help but laugh out loud.

  The man unhurriedly folded his long legs, took out a bag of warm white and extremely familiar toffee from the Huaji drawer next to him, and the corners of his lips raised an evil arc.

   Facing the shocked gaze of the little guy, the curvature of Fu Yanwang's lips deepened, and his slender fingers unhurriedly took out a pink toffee from the bag.

   Then, he slowly peeled off the toffee, and bit it into his mouth in front of the little guy.

   "Ahhh! Fu Yanwang, you are bad, you spit out the nest's toffee!" Seeing his toffee being eaten by a man, the little guy's heart was dripping with blood.

I couldn't help it anymore. The little guy jumped off the sofa and rushed towards Fu Yan Wang like a little irritable hedgehog, waving his tender lotus-like arms vigorously, trying to get him to fall into Fu Yan Wang's claws. Take the toffee back!

   Fu Chen hooked his wicked lips, and held the bag of toffee on top of the little guy's head with his right hand. The sweetness of toffee gradually filled his mouth, "Do you want it?"

  Wen Bai knows him too well, he must be lying to her!

  嘤嘤…

   Toffee baby, don't be afraid, Mama is here to save you!

   The little guy showed his small paws and jumped to get back the toffee on top of his head, but his current body was too short to reach.

   And Fu Yanwang looked at her with a half-smile, just like watching a little duck play in the water.

   The four eyes stared at each other, and the picture was indescribably 'harmonious and warm'.

   The little guy simply stopped jumping, and sat cross-legged on the ground with his arms around his arms, staring at him fiercely, "Fu Yanwang! You are not so good at bullying Bai Bai Diao?!"

   Seeing the angry look of the little guy, the man felt a lot more happy, and took back the bag of toffee he was carrying.

   "It's just bullying you for being short, what can you do?" The man's slender and beautiful hands were carelessly playing with the bag of toffee, squinting like a smile.

   The little guy's cheeks twitched, and the atmosphere was silent for a while. Suddenly, the little guy suddenly thought of rushing to the sofa to rescue the toffee baby who fell into Fu Yan's claws.

   But the man seemed to have seen through her intentions long ago. Before she could get up and rush up, he stretched out his hand and picked it up at will, before wrapping the little milk into a bag and picking it up.

The    foot suddenly lost its gravity, and the little guy started flapping his little feet and claws, but he was so angry.

  Little Milk Bun glared at him fiercely, grinning revealing porcelain-white 'sharp and terrifying' teeth, like a runaway little monster.

   "Look, this is bullying." The man picked up the little guy with one hand, pressed the tip of his tongue against the inner cavity wall, and a low smile sounded indirectly from the bottom of his throat.

   He was thinking about his own milk candy and angry little milk bun, staring straight at Fu Yan Wang who was bullying others unreasonably in front of him, and his little chest was fluctuating with anger.

   Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the deer with fierce milk and fierce milk gradually formed a mist of water, and the eye sockets were pink, and the small mouth was pouted, and it was aggrieved.

   "Wow~ Fu Yanwang is bad and bad, I don't like Fu Yanwang for nothing!" The little guy's tears and acting skills came when he said it, and he cried so badly.

   Yu Xiaoyin, who had just come out of the kitchen, saw the little milk bag being carried in midair by her cheap son who bought the phone bill for free.

   (end of this chapter)