President Daddy is super strong

"You!" Yang Yilin was almost spitting blood. When he wanted to say something more, the door of the room smashed hard. "Dong" made a loud noise, which made the sky ring.

Now, I'll take the rest of his words and swallow it.

"Hum, what quality!" No one paid any attention to him, and he felt bored. He pointed to the door and swore loudly, and sat down on the sofa again.

"It's a good quality for me to bully my mother and daughter in the middle of the night." Mo Yuchen's arms are broken, and his soft voice is a bit domineering.

"Hey, you son of a bitch, I haven't said you yet. You've come back to teach me a lesson. Come here!" As a gesture, Yang Yilin gets up and pulls the little guy standing next to him. He puts his arms around him to show him some color.

Mo Yuchen is not afraid of him. He shouts with him with his neck on his back. "A man bullies two girls. How do you mean?"

Being told his pain by the little guy, Yang Yilin reached out his hand and covered Mo Yuchen's mouth

"If you bully my mummy and sister, I will never finish with you!" Even though his mouth as like as two peas, he shouted and took a chance to bite his palm. It was a very fierce and fierce force.

"Son of a bitch, I can't control you!" Just about to turn over him to beat his ass, his powerful body stood up from the sofa beside him, "Mo Yuchen, you go to play with your sister first, and call you when you leave."

The tortured little guy who couldn't breathe was naturally happy. He took the opportunity to escape. When he left the bedroom door, he didn't forget to make a face at Yang Yilin.

Yang Yilin's face was purple. "Stinky boy!"

Mo yanjue, with his hands in his pockets, looked at him coldly and shook his head helplessly. "Let's go, have a drink downstairs."

Hearing this, Yang Yilin, who was so angry that he had become a baozi, got up from the sofa and said impatiently, "let's go."

The two brothers went out of the room one by one and went to the restaurant downstairs. Mo yanjue asked for a glass of sake, while Yang Yilin, who was not angry with each other, asked for a bottle of spirits, one mouthful and one cup, and filled three cups without talking.

Mo yanjue looks like a coward. His face has turned black into a pot bottom. He is very clever at ordinary times. How can he become a fool when something happens?

Let's not say how similar little Molly looks to him, but let Sun Zhen try to hide from him. There is a problem with this.

But this fool didn't see it?

"Like people?" Gently shaking the glass, Mo yanjue asked.

Yang Yilin, who had been drinking, looked up at the sound and said, "fart, do I like her? Next life! "

"If they have children, they won't have to live next life." After drinking a breath, Mo yanjue's tone did not slow down to excite him.

"Next life, next life, next life is impossible!" When it comes to children, Yang Yilin's chest is even more oppressive, and he says all the cruel words in one breath.

"Is it? What are you doing here in the evening? " Mo yanjue's expression was so clear that he deliberately dug a hole for him.

To be honest, this is also called a brother. If you want to be someone else, you will be too lazy to care for him.

It's not worth it!

He is different. He has a relationship of brothers, Qiqi and Sunzhen. She is very kind and sisters. In addition, little Molly is so likeable. She has no father and is pitiful since childhood.

So, all in all, he is looking at the children and his wife's face to help, as for this stupid brother... No help!