And Xiaobao's dark eyes seemed to be accusing Wen Sihe of being partial and always letting his brother eat first.
Lu Zhiye's face suddenly turned dark. Normally he would not bear to touch his wife, but she was slapped by this brat.
How strong can a child be? Wen Sihe: It’s quite strong!!!
Lu Zhiye grabbed Xiaobao, who was still struggling, took off his pants, and slapped his little butt three times.
The red handprints made Wen Sihe feel distressed.
Xiaobao felt the pain and started crying.
This scared Dabao, who was breastfeeding, and he subconsciously raised his head to look at his younger brother.
In the next yard, Yan Wenqing, who was cooking, heard the noise and ran over quickly.
"Oh my dear grandson, what happened?"
The sound came before the person arrived. When Xiaobao heard someone coming, he cried even harder.
Lu Zhiye looked at the cunning Xiaobao, his mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to pick him up.
But it was snatched away by Yan Wenqing who came running over in a hurry.
"What are you doing? What does a baby of a few months old know? Why are you hitting him?"
In order to make up for his regret, Yan Wenqing poured all his love on his two children and looked at them as if they were his own eyes.
As the old saying goes, the older generation is closer, the older generation is closer. Yan Wenqing glared at Lu Zhiye and said in dissatisfaction: "My dear, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, I will deal with your father later."
It was not known whether Xiaobao understood or not. Anyway, at this moment, he was nestled in Yan Wenqing's arms and smiled at Lu Zhiye.
Lu Zhiye: He was provoking me, wasn’t he?
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