Daddy, step aside

Chapter 882 You Think Too Much [6 More]

"My son Chen Zihe and my daughter Chen Zining." Chen Ye introduced.

The sloppy uncle was horrified, what's going on? !When did the husband already have sons and daughters, and it's a good word? !

Didn't the rumors say that I just got a certificate with the mascot of Peiguo? Where did these two kids come from? !

That girl is probably the adopted daughter, as for this man...

Looking up and down at Chen Zihe with a dark face, he always felt weird, but he couldn't explain why.

"I am his own son, and Ning Ning is also his own daughter."

Chen Zihe stared back, since his cheap father introduced this sloppy uncle like this, then he didn't need to hide it, but the man's unknown gaze made him angry.

The same tone and aura made the sloppy uncle turn his eyes to Chen Ye again.

Chen Ye nodded, explaining everything.

The sloppy uncle took two steps back, then looked at the two children with great interest, his eyes narrowed slightly, unable to conceal his excitement and joy.

"Uncle, can you put away your wretched expression!" Chen Zining also stared back!
Puff!

This was the first time Chen Ye laughed out loud since Leng Xiaonuan disappeared again, even if it was only for a short while.

The sloppy uncle twitched his eyes again, as the saying goes: Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, sons of mice can make holes.

"Let's start." Chen Ye got up and walked in by himself.

Seeing this, Chen Zihe got up expensively, and also Chen Zining kicked his short legs, and the two quickly followed.

The sloppy uncle feels that he will contribute all the corners of his eyes that he has accumulated over the years to be smoked today.

He took off his shirt to reveal his strong back, but he could still see scars and traces of bullets left by the years.

Chen Zining was already in tears, but Chen Zihe took out the mini DV player from his backpack with no expression on his face, and started filming.

The sloppy uncle finished disinfecting the equipment and asked, "Where is the tattoo?"

"The end of the spine."

Chen Zining made a breakthrough in a second, and asked with a sneer, "Is that a little bit above the butt?"

The sloppy uncle turned around and said with a sneer, "Yes."

"Tattoo on the lower back." Chen Ye, who was already lying on the console, gritted his teeth and changed his mind.

Just as he was about to start, Chen Ye said again: "This is not a patterned daffodil, but a patterned word."

Turning off the machine, the sloppy uncle endured his violent temper and asked friendlyly, "Then what words do you want to tattoo, sir?"

The thin and small man nestled at the door was so shocked that he couldn't express his inner feelings at the moment in words.

His master can be said to be a leading figure in the tattoo industry, but he has always been nestled in such a place.

And his violent temper, or to be more precise, his doing whatever he wants can't attract much business at all, and many customers come here admiringly, and finally leave in anger.

However, today, my master is clearly hovering on the verge of being irritable, but he has been trying his best to keep a smile on his face.

"Wen: Xiao Nuan, you warmed me up that night."

Chen Zining held his cheeks, blinked his eyes and said to the camera: "Little brother, I really can't take it anymore. Daddy, this is the rhythm that will prevent me from getting married forever! How can anyone bring a daughter and have no scruples?" Dog food!

The promised daughter is a lover in the previous life, but a cotton-padded jacket in this life!No, I can't bear this grievance..."

"Cheap dad, you have this tattooed on your back waist, why don't you tattoo my sister's and my name on your arm." Chen Zihe suppressed a smile and suggested with conscience.

Chen Zining laughed out loud immediately: "Little brother, you think too much."

(End of this chapter)