My iceberg smiled

Chapter 82

Zhuo Qiu saw the situation here, and when he heard Han Qianxiao wanted to be hugged by his young master, he almost staggered and fell to the ground.

He coughed a few times and trotted over and squatted down, "Little Pudding, do you want someone to hug you? Brother Aqiu can hug you!"

As he spoke, he patted his own palm, opened his arms towards Han Qianxiao, and waited for the soft little dumpling in front of him to throw himself into his embrace.

Unexpectedly, the little guy in front of him turned his head with a look of disgust, knocked his hand aside, and continued to look expectantly at Han Mochen behind Zhuo Qiu with his indifferent face.

She actually said coquettishly, "Can't brother hug Little Pudding?"

Han Mo Chen: "..."

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Han Qianxiao pretended to be frustrated and said, "I see, brother is still blaming me for dirtying your pants, right?"

Han Mochen said indifferently: "No."

"Why is that?" Xiaotuanzi continued to ask without stopping.

Han Mo Chen: "..."

Seeing that the other party didn't respond again, Han Qianxiao pursed her mouth, seeing that her eyes were about to fill with tears again.

Han Mochen's nerves collapsed, and he said anxiously: "Don't cry!"

"Other brothers can hug me, but you can't, brother, can't you hug me..."

Oh!Fuck!
Before Han Qianxiao finished her last sentence, the indifferent young man in front of her suddenly moved, and directly lifted her collar with one hand, lifting her like a chicken.

Han Mochen slowly lifted the dumpling in his hand to a height where he could look at him, and said coldly: "Little devil, just say one more word, and I'll let go."

Han Qianxiao: "!!!" Sure enough, he couldn't test Master Chen's bottom line.

You need to be careful when touching the tiger's whiskers!
Zhuo Qiu on the side was also shocked by his young master's words. Although the height is not very high, if the young master directly let go of the child and dropped the child, Little Pudding would definitely be injured.

No one can judge how fragile a doll's body is less than two years old. If something bad happens, the group of children in the orphanage will have to fight for the young master?
especially……

That brother-in-law is like his life...

"Hey! What are you doing! Let go of Pudding!"

Uh, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there.

Just now, Zhuo Qiu was thinking of a certain guy protecting the calf, and that guy rushed to Han Mochen, and suddenly grabbed the child into his arms.

Anan looked down, and the little Pudding's neck was a little red from being strangled by the fabric of the collar.

Because Han Mochen had been holding her back by the collar just now, although the child didn't weigh much, he couldn't stand the child's delicate skin and tender flesh, and there was a red mark if he was not careful.

Anan looked angry and distressed, and couldn't help comforting him: "Little Pudding, does your neck hurt? My brother will give you some medicine."

Han Qianxiao quickly shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all." There was still a smile on her face.

She was really afraid that Anan would have any conflicts with Han Mochen because of her affairs. Both of them were very important to her, and she didn't want to see these two people at war.

Seeing that Han Qianxiao really didn't have the slightest sense of being bullied, Anan couldn't help but questioned the other party in a cold voice: "Children are ignorant, don't they just stain your pants? You, the young master of a wealthy family, are so fussy with a The child can’t make it through? How much are the pants, we will compensate you.”

Zhuo Qiu felt cold, how dare this kid say such things in front of the young master, isn't he afraid of death?
(End of this chapter)