My Mr. Su is very arrogant

Chapter 587 He Has a Son (6)

"Of course I will tell Mommy these words, but I also need to tell you. It is... a promise to you." Su Zimo originally wanted to reach out and rub his little head, but he was overwhelmed by his arrogant Dodged so that his hand was empty.

Su Zimo didn't feel anything. After a chuckle, he stretched out his hand and landed on his little head accurately...

"What are you doing! Did I let you touch my head? Also, did you get my permission?" Xiao Niipao pouted with some disgust.

"Little guy, I'm your father. I need your permission to touch you? Huh?" As he said that, Su Zimo hugged him into his arms with viciousness. The one with the little milk bag struggling is amazing!

"Bad uncle, let me go!"

Maybe the little guy is not used to him yet, so he still calls him the old name, and Su Zimo is not eager to correct it. Anyway, sooner or later, he will let this guy call 'Dad' convincingly, and he is not in a hurry!
Ever since Su Zimo appeared at the entrance of the kindergarten, Mu Han knew that Mu Xi would not be able to return to Mu's house today, so he called her to tell her not to think so much and rest at home, and he would deal with the news.

Muxi is very fortunate that she has always had such a brother who will always protect her behind her back. This feeling is really happy.

The two brothers and sisters grew up dependent on each other. If the parents in heaven can see it, they will be very pleased!
After hanging up Mu Han's phone, Mu Xi left the bedroom, and when she came out of the living room, she saw the scene of the father and son playing...

Not to mention, the picture looked very harmonious, and even Muxi was dazed for a moment, thinking that they were like a real family now.

As soon as this idea was finalized in my mind, I was pulled back to my senses by the voice of the little milk bag, "Mummy, Mommy, please save me, your baby is about to be tortured to death by this man."

Su Zimo didn't know that this little guy had the ability to tell tales, he was smiling so happily, but he insisted on torturing him.

When Muxi heard the words, the corners of her mouth twitched violently, "You two, stop making trouble, Mumu hurry up and wash your hands, we'll be eating in a while."

"Okay!" The little nanny jumped off Su Zimo's body, and then ran to the bathroom alone.

Since he is still young and not tall, there is a small stool specially prepared for him in the bathroom.

The little milk bag pulled out the stool, then stepped on it and washed his hands...

living room.

Because the little milk bag left, it seemed much quieter, and Mu Xi could clearly see the wound on his face, which should have been scratched by the little milk bag when he was in the car. ,

Not to mention, with such a good-looking face, this little guy was really ruthless, and some places were turned over after being scratched.

Thinking that there seemed to be a spare first aid kit in the cabinet in the living room, Muxi walked towards the cabinet, and came back from the small box inside after a while, then rummaged through it to find cotton swabs and disinfectant...

Seeing this, Su Zimo asked instinctively, "What are you doing with this thing? Are you injured?"

"This is for your use." Muxi gave him an annoyed look. At that time, there were many opportunities to avoid, but he just stayed there stupidly, allowing the child to scratch his face.

While speaking, Muxi had already torn open a bag of cotton swabs, then dipped some disinfectant, and then applied it to the wound on his face.

(End of this chapter)