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Master Zhan, Calm Down!

Chapter 1384
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1384 The bed-wetting storm of Georgopol’s little tyrant flower (2)

The little tyrant flower was carried to the ground, and its small butt immediately sat on the ground.

Rong Zhan squatted down and looked at him seriously. Didn’t I tell you not to wet the bed? Not only did you pee all over me, but you also turned around and peed all over the bed, how are you so capable? Where are you sleeping at night? Your mommy won’t let you off.”

Even though the little tyrant flower knew that it was in the wrong, it still could not help but pout when it saw daddy being so fierce to it. It was as if it was trying its best to save itself. Its little hand pointed to a place and said weakly, ” little pants, daddy didn’t let ran ran wear little pants.

“You-!”

Rong Zhan’s heart was instantly stifled, and he was so angry that he could not speak for a while.

She was speechless.

Alright, so it was still his fault.

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He suddenly stood up, turned around and left, leaving the little tyrant flower to sit on the ground, not caring about him.

Rong Zhan carried little treasure out. This wasn’t their home and there were no bedsheets to change. Fortunately, this was the Presidential Suite and there were other rooms.

It was just two single beds.

the little overlord flower watched daddy carry his sister away and sat on the ground pitifully. it immediately got up, feeling aggrieved.

However, he knew that he had made a mistake first. He held back the few drops of little gold beans, slowly got up, and went to find his daddy naked.

Rong Zhan carried the little triplets to another bathroom and washed them again. The little Overlord flower followed behind them slowly.

“What are you doing here? Go to the bed you peed on. ”

Rong Zhan placed the little girl in the warm bathtub and helped her wash up with one hand. Her little tail behind her looked up at him. Rong Zhan glanced at her and asked, ” what’s wrong? ”

The little tyrant flower:

The little Overlord flower pinched his chubby little hand and asked him, ” daddy, do you still love Yingluo? ”

Rong Zhan’s eyes twitched.

This little rascal.

He really knew how to play.

Rong Zhan coughed and his eyes flickered. you wet the bed. I don’t love you anymore.

When the little Ba Wang flower heard this, it instantly blinked its eyes desperately, wanting to shed little golden beans. It pretended to be pitiful with tears. daddy, you don’t love ran ran, but ran loves daddy.

F * ck.

Rong Zhan’s heart sank.

Who did he learn this mouth from? his wife wasn’t like that. Did she learn it from him?

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It had to be said that Rong Zhan’s heart softened after two moves.

Wasn’t it just bed-wetting? who hadn’t done that before? when he was young, he didn’t believe that he hadn’t wet his bed.

However ...

Rong Zhan thought for a while and decided to bear with it for a while longer to teach the little brat a lesson.

At this moment, the little triplets were covered in bubbles. They could not help but grin. shy, Ba Wang flower is shy.

Rong Zhan glanced at his daughter with a complicated look in his eyes.

This little girl still knew how to laugh at her brother. Did she forget who was peeing on the ground just now? when he asked, she even thought about it with an innocent face for a while and said, ” “It’s mommy.”

The little tyrant’s butt was all bloodied, and his little hand was holding onto his bathrobe. He said pitifully, ” then if daddy doesn’t love little Yingluo, where did little Yingluo come from? ”

His mother had told him that he was the fruit of their love. He was only there because his parents loved him.

Rong Zhan was annoyed by his nonsense and replied without thinking, ” trash can.

now that his daughter was done, he was next.

He was just waiting for his wife to come out.

Rong Zhan carried the wrapped little girl out and didn’t see the little tyrant flower pouting. It looked so helpless and pitiful as it stood on the spot with its little butt bare, blinking and crying.