Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 442 Master, there is bad news
"Little sister, be good, my sister will bring it to you." Seeing this, Yan Chuyan took out a delicately packaged cake from the bag and handed it to her, her pale face filled with a happy and contented smile.

In the next second, Beiming's eyebrows were deeply twisted, he stopped Yan Chuyan's movement, and snatched the cake back. His blue eyes shot out a sharp light and shot at his daughter. With undeniable majesty: "You have already had breakfast, sit down!"

Hearing this, Doris's small body shook, and she lost her feet under Daddy's cold aura, bit her finger, and groaned: "Hmph! If you don't eat, don't eat, bad boy Dad!"

"..."

Along the way, Beiming Haoting's thoughts were all coaxing Chu Yan, and it was definitely a wrong decision for Doris to follow, because her potato chips were confiscated by her father, and she was left out in the cold throughout the process.

The noble and luxurious Maserati drove into the cobblestone path, and the white fence door at the entrance of the villa courtyard opened.

James respectfully opened the door.

Beiming Haoting stepped out of the car with Yan Chuyan in his arms, and the sea breeze blew in his face, lifting Yan Chuyan's hair.

A small figure ran out of the courtyard excitedly, followed by his personal doctor.

"Papa." Hearing the sound of the car, little Ivan ran out of the door excitedly. When Beiming Haoting got out of the car, he rubbed up stickily, hugging his father's leg in plaster with his small arms.

"Let go, go away." Beiming Haoting glanced at him coldly with lowered eyes, parted his thin lips slightly, and uttered a stern voice.

Just as Doris got out of the car, seeing Ivan being bullied by Beiming Haoting, she pouted and became furious, and walked over to hold his hand: "Brother, come with me, bad boy Dad! Hmph!"

"Who is your younger brother, little curly hair, call him brother!" Doris snapped off Ivan's little hand from a certain cat's thigh, and led him quickly into the house.

Beiming Haoting frowned, staring at the two arrogant little figures with dark blue eyes, trying to catch up but found that his legs and feet were inconvenient, and raised his chin in displeasure.

Little bunny!

……

In the warm and chic French bedroom, the soft sea breeze rolls up the window curtains, and the golden sunshine shines into the window sill.

Beiming Haoting gently and delicately put her on the soft European-style big bed, touched her forehead with her white and slender fingertips, brushed away the messy hair, and stared at her with doting eyes: "From today on, you Would you like to live here? Your father is on a business trip, and you had a car accident. You have to rest here until you recover. Don’t let your father worry, OK?"

"Car accident? Uncle, did you save me?" Yan Chuyan stood up and leaned against the bedside carved with delicate reliefs, her pale face was stained with doubt, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"Yeah." Beiming Haoting nodded, clasped her small head with his palm and rubbed it, "Call me Brother Haoting, don't call me Uncle, they call me old."

"But you already have two children. My father said that people with children should call uncle, which is polite."

"..." Hearing this, Beiming Haoting became frustrated for a while, and his face darkened.

Depend on!How does Yan Tianhua teach children!

Beiming Haoting narrowed his dark blue eyes like a hawk, wishing he could go to the United States to catch Yan Tianhua, who was in retirement, and beat him up.

"Okay, for the sake of saving me, let me call you Brother Hao Ting." Seeing that he seemed a little angry, Yan Chuyan was worried that provoking him would bring misfortune to herself, so she gently pinched him fingertips, said obediently.

"Well, good boy, call again?"

bell bell -

The phone on the bedside table rang suddenly, interrupting them.

Yan Chuyan was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at Beiming Haoting: "Brother, I have a phone call."

"Hello." Beiming Haoting sat down by the bed, put one arm around Yan Chuyan's slender shoulders, and picked up the microphone with the other hand to answer.

James' anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Master, there is some bad news."

"Say."

"The Fox Immortal just brought his son over and threw it at our door, leaving behind a letter. The young master and the Fox Immortal's son are at odds, and now the two are fighting."

(PS: Do the babies want to read more children's stories or more stories about the cat demon and Chu Yan?)
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