My Mr. Su is very arrogant

Chapter 585 He Has a Son (4)

My dad is dead! ! !
Daddy is dead! ! !

died! ! !

Only then did Su Zimo think of this question, when did he die? ? ?
If Muxi hadn't said this to the child, how could the child say such a thing to him?
Isn't this little thing cursing him to death?How can anyone talk to a child like that?
Su Zimo's eyelids twitched, but because the milk bag was too small, he restrained the urge to rush into the room and question the woman.

Little Naibao didn't expect that he wore a mask to meet him last time, but now he could see through him at a glance.

"You... how do you know that the child is me?" Little Milk Bag asked in shock. If Mommy knew that he had been in contact with this bastard daddy a long time ago, would Mommy be angry?
Will Mommy spank me again?
No, no, no, you must not let this bastard Daddy leak the secret to Mommy, or he will be finished.

Su Zimo raised his eyebrows at him, "Is it difficult to know it's you?"

You can tell just by hearing the sound.

Only then did Su Zimo realize that the child he saw in the corridor of the hotel last time was actually him!
But one thing he couldn't understand was why Mu Mu lied to himself in the first place, saying that he had a scar on his face and needed to wear a mask?
There are no scars on this smooth and clean face, I'm afraid the little guy used it to deceive him!
But why did he do this?

Unless...unless he...Su Zimo just thought of some ideas, his thoughts were interrupted by a voice in his ear.

"I don't care how you know it's mine, anyway, you are not allowed to mention this in front of Mummy, otherwise... otherwise, you will never get my approval." The little milk bag looked at him, with a smile on his face. With a strong warning.

"Okay, if you want me not to tell your mommy, then you can sit here with me." Su Zimo coaxed.

The little milk bag weighed it up, but reluctantly moved her little body, and moved towards him, thinking... I don't know what this bastard daddy wants to do!
Su Zimo finally fulfilled his wish and wrapped his arms around his small body. The hand felt soft, and his movements seemed to be very careful, for fear of accidentally hurting him.

She sighed in her heart, so he already had a son, and it was Muxi who gave birth to him!
Su Zimo had a lot of emotions, and after rubbing his chubby little hand for a while, he asked after a long time, "Mumu, what do you usually like?"

"Transformers!" Sitting next to him, Xiao Naibao replied coldly, allowing him to touch her.

"Is there nothing else besides these?" After a pause, he asked tentatively, "Does Ultraman like it? Those little boys can play."

"I don't like it, I don't play such naive things!" Said Ultraman, the little milk bag is full of disgust, "The Transformers I play are all limited editions, and every part can be disassembled and rebuilt. Assembled, something with such a high IQ, those naive little kids can't play with it!"

The Ultraman they played with could only move their hands and feet, otherwise it was just a toy, it was really childish to the extreme.

And these Transformers in his house, many adults can't assemble them, he is different from them!
Su Zimo wasn't too surprised by his words, "Okay! We Mumu are the smartest, if you like it, Dad will come back and buy it for you."

　ps: There are some cavins today, only 4 were driven out

　　
　
(End of this chapter)