Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 362 Dad Taught You
"Snapped!"

As soon as Mu Qianshui raised his hand in the air, Yan Xinxin grabbed it.

"Yan Xinxin, let me go!"

"Do you think I rarely touch your Miss Mu's hand?"

Yan Xin shook off Mu Qianshui in disgust.

"If it wasn't for Chen Xi's sake, I would have slapped you in the face just now."

"Hahaha!"

Mu Qianshui seemed to have heard a big joke.

"Just because you dare to beat me? You are a poor woman who gave birth to a child out of wedlock at the age of 18. Your family is in a mess. Your father is a labor prisoner. Your mother is useless. You have a younger sister who is blind to money. You are just like you." Dare to hit me? Who gave you the courage..."

"Snapped!"

Before Mu Qianshui finished speaking, Yan Xinxin slapped Yan Xinxin firmly on the left side of the face.

She was confused.

The smile on his face was more than broken up, it was even more unbelievable.

"Mu Qianshui, listen, I don't need anyone to give me courage to hit you, why do you ask me? Just because I want to hit you!"

"..."

Hearing this, Mu Qianshui gritted his teeth fiercely, and raised his hand to touch his slapped face.

"Yan Xinxin, you will regret it. I will return ten times this slap to you soon!"

Mu Qianshui turned around abruptly, leaving his ruthless words behind, and tossed his wavy long hair along with him.

Under the bright sunshine, Yan Xinxin clearly saw a strand of hair falling from Mu Qianshui's hair to the floor.

Yan Xinxin stood there thinking for a few seconds, then slowly squatted down, and picked up the hair.

"Mama, don't quarrel with Sister Qianshui, Sister Qianshui may be in a bad mood."

Xiao Chenxi went to Yan Xinxin's side to speak well for Mu Qianshui.

Yan Xinxin turned her head with a smile, raised her hand and touched the little guy's head.

"Xixi is so good, will Mama take you down to find aunt now?"

"Ok!"

"good."

Yan Xinxin smiled happily, and gently kissed the little guy on the cheek.

"Let's go!"

She took Xiao Chenxi's little hand, and at the same time quietly put Mu Qianshui's hair into her pocket...

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On weekends, a large game hall in the city center is booming.

Mo Chuxi was dressed in black, wearing sunglasses, and beside him was the little friend Yan Chenxi who had the same arrogant and handsome face as him.

"Father Chu Xi, I want to play with this!"

He pointed to the game console that simulated shooting.

Mo Chuxi raised his eyebrows.

"Call Dad."

"dad."

Little Yan Chenxi didn't hesitate.

Anyway, he doesn't care if he adds a name or not, he is already my careful husband, and sooner or later he will be my father.

Mo Chuxi pursed his lips in satisfaction, stuffed the game currency into the machine, and then handed the simulated air gun to the little guy.

"Do you know?"

"Of course!"

Yan Chenxi raised his small head proudly, picked up the small air gun, then squinted his eyes and took aim.

"call out--"

The moment he squeezed the trigger, the small dart-like bullets missed the target he was aiming at.

"It doesn't count this time, start over!"

Yan Chenxi said in disbelief.

Mo Chuxi smiled, stuffed a few more game coins in, then squatted down, and held the little guy's hand.

"Daddy taught you."

He said in a gentle tone, and then guided the little guy's movement of holding the air gun to the standard.

"When you feel that your line of sight is on the same level as your target, you can pull the trigger."

"Ok!"

Yan Chenxi nodded his head heavily.

A few seconds later, the little guy squinted his eyes solemnly, and then pulled the trigger.

"call out--"

(End of this chapter)