Chapter 941 Wolf Brother-in-Law

Bao Jingxing had a little pretense in the first place, but Wan Wan put down the phone and cried sadly, Bao Jingxing quickly opened his eyes, and sat Wanwan on his stomach.

"Don't cry, am I okay?"

"Xingxing... Xingxing didn't die..."

Wan Wan stretched out her white and tender little hand to wipe her eyes.

"He's not dead yet." Bao Jingxing hiccupped, grabbed Wanwan's little hand and placed it on his stomach.

"I have indigestion here, rub it for me."

Wanwan cried and hiccupped, grabbed Bao Jingxing's clothes with her small hands, scratched twice, "...you won't die if you rub Xingxing, right?"

"Hmm...but you're not rubbing, you're scratching."

With her eyes red from crying, Wanwan rubbed Bao Jingxing's stomach while "chatting" with Bao Jingxing.

Bao Jingxing really didn't know what to talk to Wanwan, so he messed up the topic randomly.

"Look at your own sister, do you know that you are still young? You still haven't come home at this point?"

Wanwan pouted her mouth, not very happy.

"Mom...going to work..."

Bao Jingxing glared at her, and said seriously:

"That's your sister, don't bark. After all, we are married. If you call her mother, what am I? I don't want to wear your little green hat!"

Night curled his lips.

"Okay...you don't like Wanwan..."

Who likes a walking cuckold?

"Wanwanjie is so cute..."

Bao Jingxing glanced at her, your big eyes blinked and filled with grievances, it was really a foul!

"Do you think Wanwan is not good..."

The big grape-like eyes were filled with crystal clear tears.

"Wan Wan can be more obedient... don't you want Ma Ma and Wan Wan, okay..."

As she said that, the pea-sized tears fell down, she lowered her head, and the two little hands rubbing Bao Jingxing's stomach still didn't stop moving.

That well-behaved and pitiful appearance made people feel soft and distressed.

"Hey, hey, I didn't say I don't want you, why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry, I didn't say I don't want your mother and you!"

"Really?"

Bao Jingxing nodded, "Really."

Wanwan blinked her big eyes and still looked at him with some concern about gain and loss.

Bao Jingxing took a deep breath, nodded his face, "Come on, give me a kiss, it won't be fake."

Wanwan blinked her big eyes, and climbed directly from Bao Jingxing's stomach to Bao Jingxing's chest, holding his face in her limp little hands.

"Hah--"

"Woo-"

"Boom—"

Wanwan kissed his honey-colored handsome face one after another.

"Okay, okay, kiss me all over the face!"

Bao Jingxing avoided Wanwan's "wet kiss" with a look of disgust.

Looking at Bao Jingxing's face, Wan Wan giggled.

Bao Jingxing hiccupped, looked at Wanwan's pretty and cute face for a long while, and suddenly said:

"Little fat man, call Dad and let me listen."

As soon as the words came out, Bao Jingxing's heart jumped twice suddenly, and an inexplicable strange feeling surged in his heart.

dad……

This title seems to be too far away from him.

Not for him.

Xiao Wanwan didn't know what she was thinking, and when she heard Bao Jingxing's words, she also froze for a long time.

"...Xingxing, do you want that night's father?"

Bao Jingxing pursed his lips, and there was an unnatural look on his honey-colored handsome face.

"No. You and your sister are the same father. Your sister is so old, which means that your father is a bad old man. How can I be your father if I am so handsome?"

Bao Jingxing reached out and rubbed Wanwan's pink and tender face, "Hurry up and continue rubbing for me, it's so uncomfortable."

"……Oh."

When Sang Yu came back, what she saw was Wanwan sitting on Bao Jingxing's body, propping up her two small arms, rubbing something for Bao Jingxing vigorously.

Sang Yu's face changed slightly, and she walked over quickly.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Mom..." Wanwan called out softly. She had been scared and worried just now, but now that she saw Sang Yu coming back, her nerves relaxed, and a layer of tears welled up in her eyes.

Sang Yu picked Wanwan up and comforted her softly, "It's all right."

Wan Wan buried her head in Sang Yu's neck, sobbing softly.

Sitting next to Bao Jingxing holding Wanwan, Sang Yu looked at Bao Jingxing who had opened his eyes, and asked again:

"What's wrong with you?"

Watching Sang Yu come back, his eyes kept on her.

I haven't seen you for a day, how come I go out in the morning, and how come back at night.

The makeup on the face must have been touched up.

Maybe because of the rush of running just now, the blush on both sides of the cheeks is a little more obvious than usual.

Maybe……

When the cold air she brought in from outside dissipated, Bao Jingxing's face turned cold.

"you've been drinking?"

Sang Yu frowned, holding Wan Wan and was about to stand up, "I think you're fine."

Bao Jingxing quickly grabbed Sang Yu's wrist, "Conscienceless woman, I feel sick to my stomach!"

Sang Yu was forced to sit on the sofa again, and looked at his stomach. The shirt there was wrinkled, which was obviously the place where he had been ravaged just late.

"Did I eat something bad, or..."

"Eat too much, indigestion!"

It still seems to have hiccupped in order to increase persuasion.

Sang Yu pulled her lips slightly, and there was a faint curve around her lips.

"How much food do you eat, can you have indigestion?"

Bao Jingxing didn't speak for a while.

Wanwan raised her head and said in a childish voice; "I only ate... three meals."

She paused for a few seconds and counted her fingers.

Sang Yu was puzzled, "Three bowls of rice are not too much for you, why did you suddenly have indigestion?"

"It's just indigestion, how much do you care how much I eat?!"

Sang Yu took a deep breath, put Wanwan aside, took out the medicine box from under the coffee table, then stood up, and pulled Bao Jingxing up.

He patted and rubbed Bao Jingxing's back, shoulders, and arms. Regardless of Bao Jingxing's dissatisfaction, after a while, he picked up the thin thread and wrapped it around his thumb.

Seeing Sang Yu holding a sharp needle, Bao Jingxing stared at her defensively.

"kill you!"

Bao Jingxing snorted lightly, and killed him with an embroidery needle?

Just kidding?

However, at the same time as he let out a sneer with sarcasm, there was a sudden tingling pain on his thumb, followed by a stream of darker blood gushing out.

"..."

This cruel woman.