The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

Mo Xiaobao frowned, "Obviously you hit me, okay?

"" I said you hit me, and you hit me, and all my friends saw it.

"Wang Zichen put his hands on his hips, he was a full head taller than Xiaobao, and with his extraordinarily strong body, he was full of pressure.

But Xiaobao didn't bother to argue with them today, he finally had a chance to come out to play, so he couldn't waste his time.

Then he simply turned around... "You still want to run away, but if you bump into someone, you have to pay for it! You see my clothes are all broken, so hurry up and pay for it!" The little guy shook his head and muttered silently, "An unreasonable bad guy, you have to pay for it!" They should shave their heads and send them to... oh no, unreasonable bad boys should be sent to juvenile detention centers.

""What are you mumbling about?"Are you dissatisfied, do you know how much my clothes cost?

"This is what Dad brought back from abroad. This dress... eight thousand!" Wang Zichen stared at him proudly, "You can tell by the torn sweater on your body that you can't afford it!" "Xiaobao is not wearing a torn sweater, it was knitted by Ranran himself!" "Mo Xiaobao jumped up all at once.

Can't say anything, just can't talk about his sweater.

His aura suddenly became sharp, which startled Wang Zichen.

But relying on his height advantage, he pushed Xiaobao... "What's the matter, do you still want to fight with me? Come on!" Xiaobao didn't want to fight!He is a good boy, Ranran said that good boys don't fight, and don't speak dirty words!Mo Xiaobao took a deep breath, "I don't care about you today..." "Oh, you still call yourself Master..." Wang Zichen became more and more complacent, and the little followers around him also echoed a few times, and the two laughed exaggeratedly. up.

Then he raised his hand and grabbed Mo Xiaobao's clothes directly.

The two soon had a pull.

"Let go of my sweater!" "I told you not to touch the sweater..." With a "tear", the sweater, which was not considered strong, was completely deformed, and two threads were torn apart!Wang Zichen laughed "haha", "Your sweater is of poor quality, it will break if you touch it haha.

"It looks like a poor ghost, otherwise, who would wear this kind of hand-knitted sweater these days."

"Mo Xiaobao looked at the torn thread, and his face flushed instantly, "You actually ruined the dyed and knitted sweater!"Xiaobao will never forgive you! "..." There seems to be a noise inside? "The parents watching outside finally realized that something was wrong.

Over there, Bai Xiran had already asked the staff to let her in, and hurried to pull the two children who were fighting apart.

"Little Treasure! Are you alright? You can't fight, don't you know..." At this time, the little guy's curly hair was extremely messy, his sweater was pulled out of shape, and his face was even scratched.

However, he raised his chin and pointed at Wang Zichen, "He's an idiot, even taller than Xiaobao, he can't beat Xiaobao!" Bai Xiran turned around and saw that Wang Zichen's clothes had been torn several times, his face There was a big bag, and there were obvious red marks on her arm... At this time, Ula Ula was crying in the arms of a middle-aged woman.

"Mom, he hit me, quickly hit me back!" "Hmph, you're stupid, you can't beat Xiaobao!" The little guy made a grimace.

Although he is not in good health, his father has hired a master to teach him martial arts since he was two years old, hoping to keep him fit.

It's just right to deal with this kind of bad guy!Bai Xiran wiped the marks on his face distressedly, and was about to reconcile with that parent.

But suddenly I heard an exclamation, "Even the buttocks are bruised! Whose brat is this, so ill-bred! I'll help you discipline him!"