Chapter 1081

Seeing her slap fall on the ass of the small milk can again, at this time, Sheng Shimo stepped forward with an arrow and directly grabbed the small milk can into his arms.

The small milk can is like finding a life-saving straw and trying to shrink into the arms of the prosperous ink.

Wen churan's palm was still frozen in the air. When he was in full swing, Mo angrily said, "give me the small milk can!"

Sheng Shimo didn't do anything.

Wen churan wants to grab it. "You have no right to take care of my housework!"

Sheng Shimo directly dodged and said, "you're not qualified to hit my son!"

As soon as he heard this, the little milk can became energetic. He desperately hugged Sheng Shimo's neck, as if he didn't let go. His little head lay on his shoulder and kept pumping.

Wen churan frowned and blurted out, "please find out that he is my son, born from my stomach!"

After hearing this, Sheng Shimo suddenly smiled and gently raised his eyebrows at Wen churan, "from your stomach? I remember you clearly said before... The little milk can is your adopted child, and now it comes out of your stomach? "

Wen churan realized that he had a quick tongue and immediately argued, "I adopted him when he was born and worked hard to bring him up. What's wrong with me when I said he came out of my stomach?"

At that time, Mo asked calmly, "if you had a puppy since childhood, would you say that the puppy came out of your stomach?!"

"You -" Wen churan choked and became speechless. He became angry and didn't bother to talk to him again.

"Give me the little milk can!"

Sheng Shimo retreated aside with a small milk can in his arms. "Calm down first!"

Mu Cheng also came forward and held Wen churan. "Xiaoran, calm down. It's so far. What's the use of beating a small milk can again!"

"No? If you don't hit him, you won't turn the sky! " Wen churan was so angry that he trembled all over.

Mu Cheng comforted her for a few words. She eased a little, and the cry of the small milk can gradually stopped. Now the most important thing is how to leave. There are a large group of reporters outside, and even a group of reporters came to hear the wind, which surrounded the whole XX manor.

Even if there are two presidents, Sheng Shimo and Mu Cheng, there is nothing to do in the face of a group of difficult journalists.

Moreover, it is precisely because this matter concerns the president that the group of journalists are more reluctant to give up.

I'm afraid it's difficult to go tonight.

He cried and fell asleep in the milk can.

He looked at the only big bed in the presidential suite and said to Wen churan, "you sleep with a small milk can, and Mu Cheng and I sleep on the ground."

Seeing Wen churan's face reluctant, he said again, "make do with it for one night first."

Wen churan said in a cold voice, "you and me should go to bed with a small milk can. I'll sleep on the ground."

Sheng Shimo frowned, "what do you want to do?"

Wen churan glanced at the small milk can in his arms and quickly looked away. "I don't want to sleep with him for the time being."

The child really pissed her off.

He worked hard to bring him up. He just fucked his mother!

Sheng Shimo didn't speak. He gently put the sleeping milk can on the bed, and then said, "you don't sleep in the bed. Do you want to sleep with Mu city?"

After hearing this, Wen churan became angry. "What are you talking about?!"

In the prime of time, Mo hooked his lips and smiled, "or let Mu Cheng sleep with a small milk can and I sleep with you?"