The Sand Sculpture Daughter of Crazy Criticism of the Villain

After figuring this out, Shen Wenjiao was happy again.

There will be no accidents on the left and right, and the reason why they lost contact is probably due to injury.

Fingers typed a line of words on the screen, and finally deleted it after hesitating for a moment.

Shen Wenjiao turned over and sighed deeply. She didn't know how to explain what happened to her father to everyone.I just wanted to make a fuss in the group, but suddenly remembered this.

And it's too late now, and it will be a bit troublesome for her to run over to find her father.

He also hesitated for three seconds in his heart, then turned his head and put down the phone.

Forget it, let's talk about something tomorrow.

After covering the quilt, I soon fell asleep.

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In a villa, a young man walked in with a hooded man escorting him.

"Mr. Shen, someone brought it."

Throwing the person on the ground casually, and at the same time the person's headgear was thrown out, and only then did he see the scene in front of him clearly.

He raised his head vigorously and saw the man standing in front of him clearly.

He leaned slightly sideways, with a faint shadow hanging down his long eyelashes.It was clearly a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, but at the moment they showed indifference.The face is clear and sparse, and the aura of the body is cold but fierce, which makes people feel awe.

This is Shen Tingbai who is only in his twenties.

The man who fell on the ground seemed to have seen a ghost, his pupils shrank, and he shouted heart-piercingly: "It's you? Shen Tingbai, you will die, God open your eyes, you will definitely be punished!!!"

Shen Tingbai didn't even change his eyes, and dismissed the three words lightly.

"Broken leg."

"Yes, Mr. Shen." A grinning and malicious voice sounded, and a young man waiting by the side came forward with a wooden stick in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, after the person who cursed before was gagged, he could only make a muffled sound of being hit with a stick.

In the delicate pink princess room, little Shen Wenjiao, who has just turned three years old, wakes up from her sleep in a strange sleeping position with her head falling to the ground at any time.

"Dad...Dad?"

"Pa-ta!" It was a precarious posture, but as little Shen Wenjiao regained consciousness, she staged a whole gravitational movement.

Even though the floor was covered with a thick layer of carpet, little Shen Wenjiao, who still put her head on the ground first, was hurt by the bang.

The little guy covered his dizzy head with grievances and climbed up. With a flick of his mouth, earth-shattering cries resounded throughout the villa.

The people downstairs obviously heard the movement, and the young man stopped what he was doing.Fortunately, the mouth of the man who was beaten was gagged early, so the whole villa could only hear the earth-shattering cry of little Shen Wenjiao.

When Shen Tingbai walked in with a feeding bottle, little Shen Wenjiao was already tired of howling, and turned into a small sob.

Sitting on the ground, she wiped away her tears with her little fleshy hands. The big tears were like broken pearls.The long eyelashes were covered with teardrops, and the aggrieved mouth was pouting like a bottle of oil, as if being bullied by someone.

The carpet said that he had something to say: it was the milk doll who touched the porcelain first, and he will not take this pot back! ! !

Before raising Shen Wenjiao, Shen Tingbai had almost zero contact with ordinary people, let alone such a baby.The father and daughter just did this and looked at each other for a long time. Father Shen couldn't coax or speak, and just kept a blank expression.

After a while, Father Shen finally responded, and he unconsciously revealed an orderly tone when speaking.

"Don't cry."

Little Shen Wenjiao: "???"

Yo, so fierce!

As expected, the baby's little crying stopped, but before Shen Tingbai heaved a sigh of relief, he handed over the bottle.Little Shen Wenjiao suddenly took a deep breath, as if she was accumulating strength, she opened her mouth and was about to topple the roof!

Shen Tingbai: "!!!"

Shen Tingbai held his forehead with some headache, hugged him resignedly, and patted his back skillfully to comfort the child.

Suppressing his voice and temper: "Are you hungry? Drink milk to pad your stomach first, okay?"

After finishing speaking, he handed over the bottle, and the little guy had normal muscle memory, so he bit down involuntarily, and then started sucking happily.

Father Shen's usual way of coaxing people is to feed them to silence their crying. Over time, little Shen Wenjiao has developed the habit of drinking milk every day.

The crying stopped successfully, and Shen Tingbai heaved a sigh of relief visible to the naked eye.

Although little Shen Wenjiao wasn't hungry, she just fell dizzy.But for snacks, this is enough.

He was most afraid of trouble, and originally planned to hire a nanny to accompany Shen Wenjiao the whole time.However, the child is very clingy, as soon as he didn't see him, he would cry and beg for someone.I had no choice but to raise it myself, and I had to take it with me wherever I went.

The little guy entered into a familiar embrace, holding the feeding bottle in one hand and hugging Shen Tingbai's neck with the other.She skillfully buried her little head in his shoulder blades, and even hit him in the face with the raised baby bottle.

Shen Tingbai: "..."

With a sigh, it's okay.

Xu felt her father's helplessness, and little Shen Wenjiao gave up the big gesture of showing off her breasts for the time being, and raised her head to rub her father's handsome face meaningfully.

The warm little face just woke up rubbed against Shen Tingbai's face, and the faint milky fragrance from the little guy's body lingered on the tip of his nose.

Forget it, it's all the debt of children.

However, before Shen Tingbai hugged her soft daughter, the little Shen Wenjiao in her arms suddenly leaned back holding the bottle, looking disgusted as if she wanted to leave the old father's embrace as soon as possible.

Vivid and vivid, it's hard not to understand what this little guy means.

What's more, she was smart enough to say it outright: "Dad... stinky... Daddy stinky!"

Shen Tingbai was so angry that his temples were protruding, and his handsome face was darkened to the naked eye.

The young man who followed to see the situation saw such a scene, suppressed his smile, and said in a serious tone: "Mr. Shen smoked a cigarette an hour ago, and the smell still remains on his body."

Shen Tingbai also recalled it.

The little guy couldn't bear the smell of cigarettes the most. Every time he came back from work, he would wash up before picking up the baby.

This time, it was because she suddenly cried and made a fuss that she forgot about it.

Handed the little guy to the young man to hold him well, and said: "Let Aunt Zhao take her to eat first." Obviously, she was going to take a bath by herself before coming back.

"Baby, why are you crying?"

Xiao Xie reached out to take the child, turned around and went downstairs. He has been doing things with Mr. Shen, and also often appears in Shen's house, so little Shen Wenjiao is no stranger to him.

"It hurts~" Xiao Shen Wenjiao covered her forehead with one hand, and said aggrievedly.

Xiao Xie understood, it was not because she was hungry, but because the little guy's wild sleeping position made her fall off the bed and hit her forehead.

Xiao Xie laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled wildly, and even little Shen Wenjiao trembled.

"Brother, check if there is any injury." Staring at the little guy's forehead and looking left and right, there was no red mark at all, and Xiao Xie knew that it was due to the thick carpet.