Han Han raised his head quickly like a vigilant little animal: "Dad, are you making any bad ideas?"
Zhan Beihan curled his lips harshly and said, "I am just a bad idea. What can you do?"
Hanhan: "..." Yes.
He doesn't seem to be doing anything either.
I can't beat it.
Even if you scold me, you can't scold me.
Han Han said angrily: "I will complain to my mother!"
The man sneered: "Go."
"I will really go!" Han Han increased the volume.
Zhan Beihan looked at him thoughtfully: "You said you were going to sue. If I don't do anything, it seems unreasonable?"
"..." The little guy's hair stood up suddenly with alertness.
He quickly jumped off his father's knees, ran out.
Before he could run two steps, his little body suddenly became suspended in the air. Han Han kicked his legs hard, and the man held the collar in one hand.
"Dad Daddy, what do you want to do?" Han Han glared wide.
Zhan Beihan sneered, took his son in front of him without hesitation, raised his hand and slapped him on his little butt twice.
Han Han screamed in pain, and instinctively reached out to cover his butt, and was thrown to the ground by the man.
The floor of the study room is covered with thick blankets, which is quiet and silent when stepped on, and it doesn’t hurt if you fall on it.
Han Han rolled on the ground like a little turtle with only a shell, covering his butt and burst into tears: "Dad Daddy, you're so hard!"
"Aren't you going to complain to your mother? I will help you."
Zhan Beihan sucked his son and felt refreshed. He curled his lips and smiled badly: "I'm not leaving yet, are you waiting for me to continue sucking you?"
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Cold: "..."
Hanhan: "Bah! Daddy!"
The little guy got up from the ground with his butt. He was about to run away, but he grinned in pain and limped out the door.
The guard at the door saw him and hurriedly came forward: "Little Prince, are you okay?"
"Woo... my butt hurts..." Han Han rubbed it gently, and it hurts so much.
He sniffed and reached out to the guard: "I can't walk anymore, hurry up and take me to my mother's yard."
The guard was about to reach out.
The man's chilly voice came from the house: "Don't hug him, let him walk over by himself."
Guard: "..."
Han Han turned his head angrily and said, "Dad, don't go too far!"
The man said, "Call another word and slap two more."
Hanhan: "..." His little face turned red.
When the guard saw him covering his butt with his hands, he couldn't help but turn his head and laugh, and he saw that he was taught a lesson by the prince.
Such things happen often.
The prince spoiled the young prince very much and did not punish him easily.
But I can't resist the young prince always likes to go against the prince. Sometimes the prince is angry and can't do anything else, so he hits the butt.
After all, there is a lot of meat.
It doesn't hurt after being beaten.
The guard thought to himself, looking at Han Han's wrinkled little face, and coaxed softly: "Little Prince, the prince is in a bad mood, so don't continue to vent his anger, you should leave quickly."
Otherwise, if the prince does what he said, he will slap a few more times and he will swell the little prince's butt.
No one in the Yi Palace dared to disobey the orders of Zhan Beihan.
In the end, Hanhan still held his butt pitifully and limped back to the living yard.