The poor little one returns home, the whole family is reborn and loves the little one crazily

Seeing Peter, Gu Sheng knew who he was from Mu Chuan, and stood up with the little guy in his arms, "Thank you Mr. Peter for saving me. If you need me in the future, please let me know."

Peter Charles Morman, 30 years old this year, is the last duke of the Morman royal family of Country F. He came to Country W for family reasons in his early years and became the largest arms dealer in Country W with his shrewd mind.

The power structure in Country W is complex, but there is an invisible rule that one must never go against Peter.

The purpose of his coming here this time was half for cooperation and half for Peter, or to be more specific, for Peter's adopted son, Mo Ye.

That child will take over Peter's business in the future and become half of the sky in Europe.

"Oh, no need to thank me. After all, I have already made a deal with Mr. Mu, and saving you is part of my promise." Peter stroked the jade ring on his finger, his expression gloomy.

transaction?

Gu Sheng looked at Mu Chuan. What kind of deal was it? How come he didn’t know about it?

Mu Chuan turned his head away, not looking at him, and didn't say anything.

The atmosphere was a bit stagnant.

"Daddy... drink milk..." Little An An looked at Peter and said loudly that he wanted to drink milk.

He originally wanted to find Gu Sheng, but Gu Sheng was injured, so he wanted to find Mu Chuan. Mu Chuan was holding Gu Sheng's dinner in his hand. After looking around, he could only choose to find Peter.

Before Peter could answer, Gu Sheng widened his eyes and pinched the little boy's face.

"What did you call him?"

Little An An was obedient: "Daddy."

Let him call one by one.

"father?"

Gu Sheng's eyes were almost motionless. Why did his precious brother call someone else dad just because he went out?

How is this going?

Why didn’t Mu Chuan tell him either?

He looked at Mu Chuan, but Mu Chuan avoided his gaze.

Don't ask him, he knows nothing.

Gu Sheng wanted to kick him in the ditch, but after thinking it over, he held back and lowered his head to coax the little guy in his arms, "Xiaobao, you can't yell at your daddy."

If their old father knew about this, he would hang himself at the door of their bedroom.

I got up late at night to drink water and saw a person hanging at the door. How scary.

Little An An rubbed his little face, "Why? Isn't godfather a father?"

"Godfather?"

"OK."

Gu Sheng almost pouted again. He pinched the fat on the little girl's waist in anger and gritted his teeth, "Can you please stop panting when you talk?"

He was scared to death, thinking something serious had happened.

Xiao An An grimaced in pain: "Are you breathing..."

Gu Sheng laughed angrily and pinched his little face, "If you're not breathing, then who is talking?"

"It's a baby~"

The little guy raised his chin, looking very proud.

Peter watched the two brothers getting along, and his eyes softened unconsciously.

This child is indeed very well behaved.

He realized what he was thinking, and his eyes were instantly covered with indifference.

"Now that you're awake, take a good rest and leave when you're healed."

This place is not a shelter.

Peter said this coldly and turned around and walked out. Little An An saw him and quickly landed, took out the bottle from his bag and ran after him.

"Dad, make the milk..."

Peter: "No milk, go away."

"No, Daddy, good Daddy... Daddy is the best and greatest..."

"Do it yourself."

"Baby is not fat, Daddy will help."

"Don't push yourself too far."

"Just this second."

Hearing the voice gradually fade away, a smile appeared on Gu Sheng's face, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Peter doesn’t really hate Xiaobao, it will be fine. If he does, the three of them will probably not be able to leave this place.

When the room quieted down, Gu Sheng took the still warm dinner from Mu Chuan's hand and ate it. While eating, he asked, "What deal did you make with Peter?"

Peter is a businessman and will not do business at a loss. Mu Chuan must have promised him particularly good conditions, otherwise the other party would not have agreed to save him and Sun Yi.

Mu Chuan picked at the seam of his pants and slowly spoke under Gu Sheng's silent pressure: "... just help him expand the domestic market."

"detail."

Just two simple words, but the feeling of oppression is doubled.

Mu Chuan bit his lip: "...I promised to help him connect with the black market, become an investor and distributor in the black market, and further expand the domestic market."

Gu Sheng stopped, swallowed the food in his mouth, and looked at him calmly, "You have already come out of the black market, do you want to go back again?"

"Lu Shi said that he would let me work under him." Mu Chuan replied softly, "Although I have good abilities, I don't have anyone under my command."

"Like what happened today, if I had someone in my hands, you and Brother Yi would be fine, and the young master and I wouldn't be hunted down..."

In the end, the young master has to act coquettishly, hug his thighs and call him daddy.

Muchuan is not a wooden man. He has his own ideas and he also wants to protect the people and things he cares about.

Gu Sheng didn't say anything else. Instead, he waited until the meal was finished and said slowly, "Just do it if you want to."

When I bought him, I agreed not to restrict his freedom, and there is no reason to regret it now.

"Don't worry, young master. I will go to the black market every night and will never delay protecting you, young master."

Muchuan will not neglect his responsibilities because of his own affairs.

In the Gu family, his responsibility is to take care of and protect the young master, and he has not forgotten it.

"Okay, you make your own arrangements."

"Where is Sun Yi? Is he seriously injured?"

Muchuan: "It's right next door."

Sun Yi was protecting Gu Sheng. His injuries were severe and one of his legs was lame.

"I gonna go see."

Gu Sheng got up and went to the next room.

At this time, little An An was sitting on the sofa holding a bottle of milk and swinging his legs, with Peter next to him.

"tasty?"

Xiao Anan nodded: "It tastes good~"

"Daddy's brew is the best."

Peter's mouth corners rose slightly at the flattery, and then fell quickly.

"Flattery."

"Ah?" Xiao An An was puzzled. "What?"

Peter: "Drink your milk." Not only did he not speak clearly, but his hearing was also not good.

"Oh~"

Little An An lowered his head and continued to drink milk.

In order to digest the milk after drinking it, he grabbed Peter's trouser leg and followed him wherever he went.

Peter's men almost dropped their eyes when they saw their boss strolling around with a cute little kid.

No way, could this kid really be the eldest brother’s child?

The eldest is 30 years old this year, and it seems normal for him to have a child.

When we arrived at the training ground, we saw some people practicing with each other.

"Dad, what are they doing?"

Peter: “Let’s exchange ideas.”

"Do you want to go play?"

"Can I go?" Xiao Anan widened his eyes and seemed very interested.

Peter looked the short, stocky kid up and down and nodded, "Yeah, sure."

"Go ahead and choose your own opponent."

"Don't call me dad if you lose."

He doesn't raise useless stupid kids.

"it is good."

Little An An walked forward with great vigor, but ended up stepping into a sand pit and sat down on the ground, staggering.

Peter facepalmed.

shame.

Little An'an climbed up with a wooden face. As long as he didn't smile, he wouldn't be the one who was embarrassed.

[Wow, wow, I fell...]

He fell before the sparring even started. How embarrassing.

Dad must not like him anymore.

[Don’t be afraid, we’ll help you one by one]

System 111 was thinking about how to help Xiao Anan get back his face, when suddenly a blue frame popped up.

[Baby, there's a new mission, there are bad guys here! ]