President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

Quan Tingmo only felt suffocated, and never thought that Ye Wanwan would call out his name at such a time.

Her hair was randomly scattered everywhere, outlining a strange shape, her small face was shining brightly, and she called his name again in a low voice.

Quan Tingmo only felt that he was going crazy, and couldn't help lowering his body again, wanting to hear what she had to say, but he didn't expect that the three words following his name turned out to be.

"Son of a bitch!"

A row of black lines appeared above her head, the same as when she was in the car just now, and she really didn't want to hear anything good from her mouth.

Getting up slowly, Quan Tingmo went into the bathroom. After a while, the sound of running water sounded, and he forced himself to calm down.

When he came out wiping his hair, he casually glanced at the woman on the bed, and unexpectedly found that she was crying.

His eyes were inexplicably red, and after a while, he got up tearfully, and then walked up the sofa in a daze. He lay down in front of the French window, and burst into tears after a while.

Quan Tingmo had a row of greetings on his head!

How can it be like this, isn't she really sleepwalking now?

Quan Tingmo walked over curiously, and was punched violently by her just as he sat down beside him.

"You bastard, you actually asked me to marry that psychopath, even if he is your younger brother, so what? You treat me as Ye Wanwan, so you can bully me. What do you think I am?"

He talked a lot indiscriminately, was out of breath, and told all the things that happened during this period of time, his eyes were still blurred, maybe he was venting his emotions.

No matter what she said, Quan Tingmo responded to what she said, guarding all fists, and did not show any impatience. He patted her back lightly with his palms, worried that she would not be able to breathe.

Thinking in my heart, I shouldn't be crying for a long time, and I can go to sleep when I'm tired. I feel a little distressed, and my eyes are almost swollen.

In the next second, he suddenly heard Ye Wanwan's words, and suddenly stopped his hands.

He only felt as if his whole body was being shocked by electricity, he trembled violently, and then his head went blank.

A hand grabbed Ye Wanwan's wrist suddenly, forcing her to look up at herself.

"Say it again, whose child did you just say?"

Ye Wanwan's voice was not loud, but just now he heard her complaining that he wanted her to marry another man even though the child belonged to him.

Ye Wanwan got drunk, and when she turned around, she forgot what she said. How could she remember what she just said? Quan Tingmo's hands were tightly grasped, and he said in a coaxing voice: "Baby, put Say what you just said again."

Gently tapping his head with his hand, shaking his head helplessly, Ye Wanwan stared blankly at the man with a deep face sitting in front of him with doggy eyes.

Some grievances said: "I don't remember."

Quan Tingmo didn't care, and asked again in an urgent tone: "You just said that the child is mine?"

"Yes, Ye An'an's father is a big bastard named Quan Tingmo."

Gong Ming once again endured the strange stares from the front desk staff, and dragged Luo Yan into the hotel. She just vomited, not only his new car, but also him.

Even her own body was not spared, the clothes all over her body seemed to be stuck to her body, which was very uncomfortable.

Luo Yan leaned on Gong Ming's body like a boneless worm, and before she could speak, she was thrown into the bathroom by him.

An indifferent voice sounded outside: "Clean up yourself."