Chapter 812 Reluctant Cooperation

Clam?

After hearing the woman's string of compliments, the corners of Little Milk Tank's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

The woman angrily yelled, "My patience is limited, hand over your mother quickly, otherwise...I will shoot you right now!"

As she spoke, she gently placed her finger on the trigger, as if she was about to pull the trigger at any time.

At that time, the bullet will shoot out from the wound and pierce the little kid's head directly!

If it were another child.

At this moment, I should have been so scared that I was crying for my father and my mother!

Unexpectedly, the little milk jug showed no fear at all. Instead, she curled her lips and muttered, "It's so boring..."

The next moment, he raised a little finger and flicked the gun on his head. Then, he leaned on the back of the chair leisurely and looked at the person opposite him with a look of "You are an idiot." The woman had a look of helplessness on her delicate little face.

Immediately, a long sigh came out from her delicate pink lips, "Hey... How many times are you going to play such an idiotic game..."

In an instant, the woman's pupils trembled slightly.

She still kept the lifting motion, and after being stiff for a long time, she finally let out a regretful voice from her mouth, "Ah...oh...you actually found out."

Little Milk Can rolled her eyes, "You've seen through it from the moment I got in the car, okay?!"

"What?!" After hearing this, the woman was shocked. She threw the gun of the mobile phone aside, pressed the shoulder of the small milk jug and asked loudly, "Then you just..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Little Milk Can with a disdainful tone.

"Seeing that you planned it carefully and pretended to be so hard, I reluctantly cooperated with you!"

"You little brat, you know how to bully Mom every day!" The woman was so angry that she pulled off her mask.

In an instant, a beautiful face was revealed.

With fair skin and delicate facial features, she looks like a pretty girl in her eighteenth year.

Who would have thought that she was the mother of a four-year-old nanny.

Unfortunately, she had a vertical scar on the left side of her face. It looked like it was old, and it ruined the beauty of the entire face. Fortunately, she could still cover it with hair on weekdays.

Little Milk Can picked up the gun in the car, patted the dust on it, and complained, "Mom, this is the toy gun that Uncle Mucheng gave me, can you please stop throwing it around?!"

Wen Churan thrust his waist in and asked angrily, "Stinky milk can, please explain to me clearly, what does it mean for me to be stupid, dumb, stupid, stupid, eating four meals a day, three bowls a meal, and not eating for five days?" Wash your hair and don’t take a shower for ten days. You’ll be so fat that you’ll recognize your relatives when you see him, and you’ll avoid being a beggar if you see him!”

The little milk jug snorted coldly from her nose, "That's it..."

"You..." Wen Churan was furious and raised his hand to hit him.

He directly raised his head, blinked his big watery eyes at Wen Churan, and complained angrily, "Humph! What else can you women do besides start a fight over a disagreement!"

In an instant, Wen Churan's hand froze in mid-air.

Good luck…

Looking at the little nanny's beautiful face and aggrieved expression, she simply couldn't let go of her hand!

Sure enough, as long as you look good, you can dominate the world.

However, this little scourge still came out of her belly!

Wen Churan retracted her hand, and then, the scene changed, and she saw her thin body leaning lightly on the seat, biting her lips, her eyes were moist, and she looked sad.