I Have Five Big Daddy

   Chapter 82 Painting on Su Yan's father's face

  Su Yan "Why didn't I take it seriously? I just wanted her to study easily and happily. My daughter has inherited my ingenuity, so she must learn things very fast. Isn't it easy?"

  Mu Shen "No matter how smart you are, you need a good learning environment, and do you have any misunderstandings about being smart? Ruan Ruan is quite smart, and it has something to do with you?"

  Su Yan crossed Erlang's legs and looked at him with disdain.

   "I'm really sorry, I don't have any other skills, so I'm recognized for my ingenuity."

   Mu Shen looked at him with disdain, "Is it recognized by your fans?"

  Su Yan shook his hair, "Why, are you not convinced?"

  …………

  The soft dumpling felt that his head was too big, why did the fathers quarrel again.

   The little guy bit his pen, looked at this and then at that, and continued to write his homework with a sigh.

   "Dad, you teach me to read English."

   "Come here." Mu Shen beckoned, and the soft dumpling ran over.

Fenghua College has to let students form the habit of speaking English since elementary school, because almost all the students in this college are noble and young ladies. Many people will inherit their own family property in the future, and sometimes cooperate with people from other countries Communication is necessary, and English is the international language, so Fenghua College pays close attention to the study of this language.

  Su Yan's eyelids drooped, and he watched Ruan Ran run towards Mu Shen. He clearly wanted to sleep, but he persisted tenaciously.

   "Why can't I teach it?"

Ruan Tuanzi looked at him yawning and tugged on Mu Shen's clothes "Dad, Su Yan's father got up early today to pick you up with Ruan Ruan, he likes to sleep, let Su Yan's father come to my room Go to sleep."

   Mu Shen looked at Su Yan who was drowsy but still insisted on arguing with him for a long time "..."

   The vitality is really tenacious.

   He nodded, so the soft dumpling pulled Su Yan's **** upstairs.

   "Papa Su Yan, you are tired and you are going to sleep. Go to bed first, okay?"

  Su Yan closed her eyes and followed her strength, but she kept mumbling.

   "I'm fine, I can still teach you English."

   "But you can't open your eyes now, and you can't see the soft textbooks. Dad is going upstairs. Don't close your eyes, or you will fall."

   Su Yan let out a laziness, opened his eyelids slightly, and watched the stairs climbing upstairs slowly like a snail.

Finally brought Su Yan to her bedroom, the guy threw himself on the bed regardless of what he saw, and rubbed the soft ball pillow like a cat for a long time, his long hair was messed up by him .

   "Dad, get up and take off your clothes, it will be uncomfortable to sleep."

Softly pulled Su Yan's hand and wanted to pull the person lying on the bed up, but Su Yan was like a dead pig, the soft ball's white and tender face was blushing, but he still couldn't pull him up, instead he was caught. Su Yan's strength pulled, and the soft dumpling was taken to the bed with a dazed expression, and the little slippers flew out.

As soon as she fell on the soft bedding, one arm wrapped her around her. Su Yan threw the pillow and hugged the soft dumpling's milky body, with a handsome face on her soft and tender face. He rubbed his face, and the look on his face was really satisfying.

  soft “…………”

  This dad is a bit of a tiger.

   She tried her best to push Su Yan's face with her small arms and not let it get close.

   "Dad, Dad, let go of Ruan Ruan, Ruan Ruan is angry!" Ruan Tuan puffed out his cheeks and stared at someone angrily.

  Su Yan "I don't. I sleep with my father. It's really comfortable for my daughter to hold her."

   Ruan Ruanzi struggled, "Me neither, Ruan Ruan has to do homework."

   "You can write your homework anytime...you can." Muttering, Su Yan was already asleep.

  The stuck soft dumpling "......"

   The little guy hummed and got out from under Su Yan's arm.

   stroked his messy little hair, rolled his soft eyes, and crept out of bed.

   Seeing that Su Yan's slippers were still hanging on her feet, she took them off.

   "Smelly, my father said that soft feet stink, that's why my father stinks."

  The soft dumpling snorted, she still remembered that in the morning her father said that her feet woke him up.

   Holding Su Yan's father's big slippers, the soft dumplings ran to the door to put them away, and then ran to his father's study.

   She remembered that there was a pen in her father's study, and the line drawn was thicker than a pencil.

  The soft dumpling found the black marker, and then ran back to his bedroom.

   took off his slippers and climbed onto the bed, looking at Su Yan's beautiful sleeping face, a little excitement flashed in the soft ball's big eyes, and Little Fatty drew on his face with a marker in his hand.

   While drawing the three-stroke beard on Su Yan's face, Mu Shen opened the door and came in.

   He waited downstairs for a while and didn't see Ruan Ruan down, thinking that Su Yan was holding Ruan Ruan down, so he went up to have a look, and he saw his daughter was playing a prank.

  The soft dumplings are drawing seriously, so I didn't find my father coming in.

   "Cough...what are you doing?"

   Mu Shen suddenly made a loud noise, shaking the soft dumplings who were doing bad things, and the strokes were crooked. This beard was not only longer than the other beards, but also twisted into wavy lines.

The soft dumpling let out a small exclamation, and then remembered that Mu Shen's father was still there, so he hurriedly hid the marker behind him and looked at Mu Shen with big innocent eyes, as if he had painted on a father's face just now. Not her.

   Mu Shen raised his eyebrows slightly and walked over with no expression on his face.

   "Dad." The soft dumpling grinned at Mu Shen with a small mouth, twisting his **** and backing away.

   "Dad, look, Su Yan's father has a beard on his face."

  It wasn't her doing it, it was Su Yan's father's face that grew out of her own.

   Mu Shen stretched out his hand and picked up the soft dumplings and hugged them.

   "I'm scared now, but I was very daring when I painted."

  The soft dumpling stared at his father's handsome face, and seeing that he was not angry, he secretly complained.

   "It was Su Yan's father who first hugged Ruan Ruan as a real pillow, and didn't let Ruan Ruan fall down, but I'm smart enough to get out when Su Yan's father fell asleep."

   Mu Shen looked at Su Yan's cat face, "It's well drawn."

   Then he held the phone expressionlessly and took a picture of Su Yan lying on the bed with his cat face all over the place.

   is very good, a black history is preserved, maybe it will be useful.

   "Dad, let Ruan Ran take a look." Ruan Tuanzi grabbed his arm, reached his neck and looked at the phone.

   Seeing this, he immediately covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

   "The cat's whisker I drew for my father, this one looks like a tadpole's tail, curved."

  The soft dumpling pointed at the wavy beard he drew with his hands shaking, and smiled happily.

   (end of this chapter)