The Demon King's Pampered Wife: The Alluring Little Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 262 I'll Just Watch You Pretend Quietly

Beigong Chenyao frowned slightly looking at the unfriendly expressions in front of him, but the body didn't intend to move away.

When the steamed bun, who was lowering his head to tease him, looked up, he saw his chattering expression of eating poop, and his mother, who was being guarded behind him, drinking tea in embarrassment.

The steamed bun's black eyes rolled around, and with a snicker, he stuffed the little fur ball in his arms to the side. Wu Lei, who also had a dumbfounded face, rushed towards the "battlefield" with her short legs very nimbly.

There was no trace of fear on the round bun face, only excitement and that little devil's characteristic laughter.

"Hmph! You gang of villains scared my mother."

"Puff—cough cough..."

An immature and angry child's voice sounded, and in an instant, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence. Of course, that voice that was not very subtle was ignored.

Almost at the same time, everyone turned their heads mechanically, and there was a little guy standing on the lap of the boy in white, who was wrinkling his cute little face and staring at them sadly, with the look of a hen protecting his offspring. The image is exactly the same as the man behind him.

"Um...that..."

Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit strange, the embarrassed woman stood up, trying to explain something but didn't know how to explain it, so she could only look at the man next to her for help.

Beigong Chenyao shrugged. Even they didn't know the identity of this little guy. How to explain this.

Seeing the other party like this, Wushuang only sighed, and seeing that aggrieved little face again, he felt that his thoughts were a bit ridiculous. Since he promised to be the mother of the little steamed bun, why should he care about these things, saying Wouldn't it be chilling if there were too many.

A certain man who had been paying attention to the woman's expression saw the change before and after, and the corner of his mouth curled up successfully, but no one saw all this.

The sudden appearance of a cute little creature immediately attracted the attention of several people, and they all approached the little one with eyes on their eyes.

Seeing the head getting closer and closer in front of him, Mantou swallowed his saliva, hugged Beigong Chenyao's thigh with some fear, and shrank back little by little.

But those people still didn't seem to want to stop, the steamed bun curled its mouth, and mist began to appear in the eyes, holding the white cloth with a pair of small hands, and looked up a little aggrieved.

"Daddy~"

boom--

This voice, as thin as a mosquito, exploded a thunder in everyone's minds.

Ignoring those cannibalistic gazes, Beigong Chenyao picked up the steamed bun very familiarly, and sat on his arm. As soon as the little guy was in the man's arms, he turned around and wrapped his two chubby hands around his chattering neck. , with a small face lying on his broad shoulders, looking like he has been greatly wronged.

"It's all right." The man's magnetic and gentle voice sounded, with a doting smile on his face that could charm everyone, and a big hand gently patting the back of Xiao Mantou, just like a loving father.

The corners of Wushuang's mouth couldn't help twitching, these two guys are too fake, she doesn't believe that the little devil who is so awesome that he can even beat Qinglong will be afraid of several people, and that man, when did he show such a thing to the steamed bun? expression.

Wushuang was basically sure that these two guys joined forces to perform such a show, but they knew it was intentional, but still thought it was damn good-looking.

Although the old man on the upper seat didn't go down, his expression was unusually softer, and he looked at the scene below with great interest with a pair of energetic tiger eyes.

And Wu Lei, who sat and watched the whole play, was already laughing into a ball with her arms in her arms, but she couldn't make a sound.

(End of this chapter)