The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 223 The Little Lady of the Han in the Mountains (3)

"What's the mission?" Yun Yuan was in a very unhappy mood, plus the fact that Meng Qiansheng's old mother, Chen Yun, kept pointing at her and scolding her, Yun Yuan's face was even more ugly.

【Sun Cuihua's wish is...to escape from the Meng family and marry a rich and powerful man as his wife. 】

"The toad wants to eat swan meat, and he doesn't even look at a person like her. Which rich and powerful man is willing to marry her?" Yun Yuan mocked the original owner mercilessly.

However, there is still work to be done.

"Get out!" Yun Yuan was in a bad mood, and he didn't have a good tone towards Chen Yun.

Chen Yun was scolding vigorously, when Yun Yuan scolded him loudly, he was taken aback for a moment, and scolded even more fiercely: "You still dare to scold me! Sun Cuihua, you are tired of working! I must beat you to death today!"

Chen Yun said he wanted to beat her to death many times and for a long time, but he didn't do anything.

It seems that Chen Yun is just talking.

"Mother, where are you going?" The thin and yellow little milk bag asked with her head up.

Looking down at the little milk bag that couldn't reach her buttocks, Yun Yuan felt very uncomfortable when he thought that this little doll was already four years old but looked much smaller than normal four-year-olds.

Xiao Nai Bao was often beaten and scolded by Sun Cuihua, and even robbed her of the food that belonged to Xiao Nai Bao, which made Xiao Nai Bao thin and yellow.

Being so cruel to her own son shows how inhumane Sun Cuihua is.

"I really don't want to fulfill my wish for this kind of person." Yun Yuan was angry.

【Master, not every cannon fodder is kind. 】Fei Rongrong reassured: 【Chi Qingyuan is not a kind person, haven't you completed the task too? 】

"That's different! Although I don't like Chi Qingyuan, Chi Qingyuan is a little bit better than Sun Cuihua in essence." After Yun Yuan finished speaking, he stomped his feet irritably, "Stop talking."

Neither is a good person.

Then let her be a good person.

Yun Yuan, who has never had a son before, thinks that she has a new son inexplicably. She doesn't have to go through pregnancy in October, she doesn't have to go through the pain of giving birth, she doesn't even have to change the baby's diaper, she doesn't have to breastfeed her, and she doesn't have to get up in the middle of the night. small milk pack.

What a blessing in life!

Stretching out his head to touch the face of the little milk bag, Yun Yuan asked softly: "Mother is not going anywhere."

The original owner often vented his anger on Xiao Nai Bao, and threatened Xiao Nai Bao to sell him and then go away to find a rich man, which caused Xiao Nai Bao to have a shadow in his heart.

"Really?" Little Naibao stared at Yun Yuan with sparkling eyes.

This cheap son doesn't look good anywhere, but this pair of eyes are particularly good-looking.

Black, big, bright, piercing.

"Really! Mother wants to cook for you, take a bath for you, and sleep with you." Yun Yuan pinched the cheeks of cheap son.

Well……

too skinny.

No feel.

It's okay, let her fatten up this little milk bag.

"Great! Mother is not leaving, I'm going to tell daddy." Nai ran around Yun Yuan twice, and then ran out quickly.

When Chen Yun heard that Yun Yuan said he could not leave, his face softened a little, but it was still ugly.

"Sun Cuihua, if you want to run, run quickly. Don't just eat our food and drink our food at our house. Our Meng family can't afford you, a loser! If you don't leave, I'll beat you to death!"

Yun Yuan rolled his eyes, "Come on, don't just talk but don't do it."

Facing Yun Yuan's provocation, Chen Yun was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Yun Yuan didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with her, so he bypassed Chen Yun and walked out directly.

After the little milk bag ran out, it ran to the man who was working in front of the gate, chattering non-stop, like a lively little sparrow, looking extremely cute.

(End of this chapter)