Chapter 1870: Finale—Full Moon Wine (5

Qian Duoduo just turned half of her body, with a serious face, and said the truth; "Take Tudou to find your stepfather, anyway, you as a real father don't like him, so you don't have to!"

As soon as Long Muchen listened to the words, his face completely darkened~

This is obviously going to bring my son Hong/Xing/out/the wall!

Even if he didn't want to see Little Tudou anymore, he was still his own son, with Long Muchen's blood flowing through his body.

It is the result of my tireless hard work and hard work day and night.

It's neither a test-tube baby nor a phone bill.

As a father, how could he not be in pain?

It's like, this little bastard has been fighting with him openly and secretly for so many days, and he clamors every day to beat him and throw him, but it's just a threat to the little thing.

The most ruthless move was to raise his hand and slap his butt lightly.

My own son, who doesn't feel pain?

"Good girl, this king promises that I will not be partial in the future, okay? My son and daughter are our darlings, and this king treats everyone equally, okay?"

Long Muchen endured a small flame of jealousy in his chest, and stood beside Qian Duoduo in two or three steps, holding his wife and son tightly in his arms.

"That's it—" Qian Duoduo hesitated for a few seconds, then said with great difficulty; "Okay—for your sincerity, I will give you another chance on behalf of Tudou!"

As she spoke, she handed the little potato into Long Muchen's arms: "Here—here, my son, I'll get them bellybands first."

Long Muchen hugged Little Tudou, looked at his open eyebrows, his facial features became more and more delicate and handsome, there was quite a shadow of himself in this small body.

He felt that blood relationship was really the most wonderful thing in the world——

This is the son of him and Duo'er, the crystallization of him and Duo'er.

Thinking of this, Long Muchen felt even more, isn't this little bastard so uncute?

Long Muchen stretched out his hand, poked Little Tudou's cheek, and for the first time communicated peacefully with his son in a gentle tone.

"Little bastard, you have to listen to this king. From now on, you can be obedient and want to be hugged by your mother. As long as you don't pick the night, your father will love you, just like your sister, understand?"

Little Tudou twisted her buttocks in Long Muchen's arms, lazily raised her eyelids, glanced at him, then turned her head and fell asleep.

Seeing that he was once again rejected by his son, Long Muchen became a little annoyed, and decided to revive his father.

Picking up one of Little Tudou's calves, he hit his butt 'hardly' twice: "I'm teaching you, be serious!"

Long Muchen wanted his son to give him some face, at least a little reaction would be enough!

In the end, Little Tudou did as he wished, and really gave him a reaction of 'distressed—'.

The moment Long Muchen lifted his calf, Little Potato's naked bird, excited, actually hissed to pee——

Pattering, like light rain, it sprayed out in a daze.

The swaddle was lifted by Long Muchen, and Little Tudou's machine gun rushed forward.

Long Muchen was startled, and quickly moved his son away from his body, but it happened to be a step too late.

The little bastard's urine still spilled on his chest, and his arms were all wet.

"You bastard, if I don't beat you today, you won't know that you are a son!"