Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

in the study.

Mo Xiaobao stood below with his head down, Xiao Pang covered his butt with his hands, and the usually black-bellied and calm person at this moment completely looked like Dad, I was wrong.

And the heartless Mo Xiaobei children's shoes have already been led downstairs by the nanny to eat the grandma who must drink every morning...

"Tell me, what's going on?" Long Qingtian regained his composure and competence, and now he was wearing an army green shirt, sitting on the chair behind the desk, tapping his fingers on the table, and asked solemnly.

Mo Xiaobao pouted, but didn't speak.

Long Qingtian stared at him with deep eyes, and the sharpness in his eyes stabbed at Mo Xiaobao as if turning into substance.

But Mo Xiaobao remained unmoved.

Long Qingtian sighed secretly, often the most vicious criminals couldn't bear his eyes, but this soft little guy in front of him was stubborn and refused to say anything.

Long Qingtian really wanted to rush up and slap his butt hard, but when he saw that wrinkled little face, his heart suddenly softened.

a long time.

In desperation, Long Qingtian stood up, his tall body approaching Mo Xiaobao step by step.

Mo Xiaobao pouted, but didn't say a word.

"Is it you who transfer money from my card every month?"

Mo Xiaobao curled his lips.

"Are you wearing colored contact lenses to lie to me?"

Mo Xiaobao remained silent.

Long Qingtian raised his hand, and just when Mo Xiaobao closed his eyes and was about to bear his father's anger, that big hand patted his narrow shoulder, and then, Mo Xiaobao heard his father sigh .

I don't know why, but at this moment Mo Xiaobao actually has a feeling that his tall father is very helpless at the moment.

Mo Xiaobao looked up at him.

The identical black eyes looked at each other in the air.

After staring at each other for a long time, the father and son returned to silence.

Long Qingtian took a step forward, opened the door of the study, and walked downstairs.

Facing the baby's soft-bodied son, he couldn't do anything, and he understood that this son was a calculating one.

Long Qingtian decided to make a breakthrough from Mo Xiaobei.

Sure enough, Mo Xiaobei in the living room didn't understand the tense anger between Papa and his brother at all. He was happily eating cake and milk, and when he saw Long Qingtian, he even waved his fat little hand, "Papa, come to eat Bar!"

Mr. Long was reading the newspaper with presbyopic glasses on the side, but his eyes fell on Mo Xiaobei kindly through the newspaper, and at the same time he sighed in his heart, alas, if his grandson had a child, it would be great like Mo Xiaobei?

Long Qingtian came over and picked up Mo Xiaobei, "Maomao, why did you lie to Dad?"

"Huh?" Mo Xiaobei didn't understand at all.

"Your brother told me, those eyes..."

"Ah! Baba, please don't spank your brother's ass! My brother lied to you to avenge your mother. Who let Baba see Mao Mao and mother, so fierce at that time..." Mo Xiaobei was afraid that her brother would be beaten, so she opened her mouth to tell the truth speak out.

Long Qingtian raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

That brat actually wants to take revenge because of such a small matter?

Long Qingtian said again: "Then transfer 100 million yuan every month..."

"Papa, don't blame brother, it was Mao Mao who asked brother to do this, because Mao Mao saw other papas would give pocket money and alimony to children..." Mo Xiaobei pointed her fingers, feeling very wronged.

"Children shouldn't lie." Long Qingtian looked serious.