Zhan Beihan immediately turned his head to avoid it, but his neck was scratched by the little guy's paw, which hurt and itched.
He frowned slightly and said, "Little thing, you have quite a temper."
"Put me down!" Beibei was lifted in the air by him, and he kicked his calves, feeling nervous.
Zhan Beihan's stature was already tall. To a child who was only five years old, he was like a supertree. Beibei had never been lifted so high before, and he was frightened for fear of falling.
"If you move again, I'll throw you down!" Zhan Beihan saw that he was afraid of heights and immediately threatened.
Beibei was so angry that he kicked him directly.
"Dad, let Beibei down quickly, you scared him!" Hanhan was stunned for a moment, jumped off the stone bench in a hurry, ran to Zhan Beihan and pulled his belt hard, "let him down quickly!
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Zhan Beihan's belt was almost ripped off by him.
His brows twitched, he held Beibei in one hand and lifted Hanhan away with the other hand, and said angrily: "Why are you making such a fuss?"
"Put Beibei down." Han Han tried his best to save Beibei on tiptoe.
Beibei struggled unconvinced and kicked Zhan Beihan's acupuncture point hard on his waist.
Zhan Beihan was caught off guard, half of his waist was paralyzed, and he almost dropped the child in his arms.
Zhan Beihan grabbed Beibei's ankles with a dark face: "Where are you kicking?"
Although the child is not very powerful, it hits people's acupuncture points accurately, and the feeling is simply amazing.
It must have been taught by that woman Shen Wan.
Beibei glared at him angrily: "Put me down!"
Han Han was still making trouble on the side, grabbing Zhan Beihan's belt and pulling it, then he kicked Zhan Beihan's legs, tearing his father's neat and solemn clothes into a mess, and his clothes were all dirty.
Tiny little footprints.
"Asshole dad, let go of Beibei! I will fight with you!" Hanhan rushed forward fiercely, hugged his dad's waist, climbed up as nimbly as a monkey, and hung on his dad in a few moments.
on his arms, trying to save Beibei.
If it weren't for Zhan Beihan's extraordinary arm strength, the two children would have fallen to the ground together.
Zhan Beihan's handsome face turned even darker.
He grabbed Hanhan's collar, "teared" him off his body, and put him on the stone table.
"Please calm down!"
Hanhan was used to having trouble with him and was not afraid of him at all. He stood up from the stone table and pounced on him: "Let go of Beibei, or I won't be done with you!"
Zhan Beihan was so annoyed that he simply gave Bei Bei in his arms to him.
Hanhan subconsciously reached out to hug him, but he didn't have enough strength and sat down on the stone table, unable to turn over due to the pressure of Beibei.
The two children were lying on the stone table like two little turtles stacked on top of each other.
"Have you had enough trouble?" Zhan Beihan's face turned dark.
Beibei sat up with difficulty. Before he could speak, Hanhan, who was pressed under him, suddenly hugged his waist tightly. He turned over and rolled off the edge of the stone table. He stumbled a few steps with Beibei in his arms before he stood still.
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Han Han subconsciously blocked Beibei behind him and glared at his biological father fiercely: "Smelly daddy! I'm going to file a complaint with my mother, saying that you bullied Beibei. Why are you so bad!"
Beibei's body couldn't withstand such "violent exercise" either. His little chest kept rising and falling, and a pair of big angry eyes stared at him.
For a moment, the eyes of the two children seemed to overlap, like mirror images.
Zhan Beihan pursed his lips slightly, straightened his clothes, and walked towards Beibei.
He suddenly wanted to know what kind of face was hidden under the mask worn by this fierce little guy? Popular "" This chapter has been completed!