The villain cannon fodder dad of the twins has been cleaned up
The villain cannon fodder dad of the twins has been cleaned up: Chapter 22

  In the lounge, the well-fed little cub swayed his body, fell softly into Jiang Han’s arms, and fell asleep quietly.

  Like an insecure little animal, he curled up into a soft and small ball in Jiang Han’s arms, his two little arms hugged his shoulders, and his smooth forehead rested on his knees. His soft black hair fell down to cover his eyebrows, revealing only the beautiful eye contours like petals and a little round face.

  The little cub slept so quietly and well-behaved that even the slightest breathing sound could not be heard.

  Jiang Han immediately held his breath, as if he was holding a crystal and fragile glass doll in his arms.

  The air conditioner was on in the lounge, and Jiang Han was afraid that the little cub would catch a cold. He looked around and found that there was not even a blanket here.

  He had to take off his clothes as slowly as possible and cover the cub carefully.

  The sleeping cub felt warm, so he stretched out his little hand to pinch the corner of his clothes, tucked it under his chin obediently, smacked his lips, and fell asleep quietly again.

  Jiang Han felt sour and soft in his heart. He reached out his hand without any instruction and patted Zizi’s back very gently to coax him to sleep.

  Jiang Han’s time was very precious, and it was worth billions of dollars every minute.

  He was also a workaholic and a natural short sleeper. He was immersed in work for 20 hours out of 24 hours.

  But now, he dared not move or speak. He put down all his work and enjoyed the unprecedented tranquility and peace.

  In such a peaceful and comfortable time, Jiang Han wanted to see someone.

  He opened “Zizi Daddy Go Forward” carefully like a thief, turned off the volume, and continued to watch “Zizi Daddy Go Forward” silently.

  On the screen, Jiang Dabai pursed his mouth aggrievedly, tears in his eyes, and listened to Wen Tian’s words seriously.

  It seemed that something that made Wen Tian very distressed had just happened. The young man’s handsome eyebrows were tightly locked, and his soft light pink lips were closed, and he said something briefly.

  The barrage was full of:

  [Support my wife! ! Mr. Jiang, don’t get close to my wife! ! Tiancheng CP is the real one! (Tiger roars)! ]

  [Support my wife!!!]

  [Support my wife!!!]

  Because it was a live broadcast, the comments and the camera were real-time and could not be rewound.

  Jiang Han looked at the annoying “Tiancheng CP” and frowned, thinking something was wrong.

  He turned up the volume and held the phone close to his ear, but still perfectly missed Wen Tian’s words “irreconcilable”.

  Wen Tian’s soft and smiling voice came out of the phone, hitting the eardrum softly, “Baby.”

  Wen Tian pointed to the map and asked patiently, “Do you want to play this? Because the two here are close, and now the time is almost up, if we go to other places, we can only play one project, but if we go here, we can play two more.”

  Unlike adults who usually give orders casually and always think that there is no need to say more to children, Wen Tian explained in detail and patiently.

  The hot-tempered Jiang Dabai listened carefully, and was quieter and more obedient than ever before. Finally, Jiang Dabai blinked his eyes and uttered a sweet and soft voice, “Baby, listen to daddy~”

  Jiang Han: …hiss.

  Wen Tian’s delicate eyebrows were filled with smiles, and the sun painted his whole body with a beautiful golden edge, so beautiful that people could not take their eyes away.

  Jiang Han took a deep breath, turned off the volume, and just stared at the young man in the camera quietly.

  More than an hour later, Wen Tian and Xiao Zaizai finished playing two projects, and the program team announced that the competition time was up.

  One big and one small rushed to the gathering point in a hurry.

  At the gathering point, the other three groups of guests had returned one after another, and everyone was soaked.

  With the idea of ​​”selling meat”, the program team only gave two thick bath towels to Zhou Wen and Xiao Mango, and the others were all embarrassed and rained on the spot.

  Su Yuzhe lifted the hem of his clothes and wiped his face, revealing his sexy abdominal muscles and mermaid line.

  [Ahhhhh Zhezhe! ! Zhezhe, put on your clothes quickly, mom can’t bear to see this! (Nosebleed) (Nosebleed)]

  [Cheng… Brother… I want to… be your dog… (Nostril bleeding) (Nostril bleeding) (Nostril bleeding)]

  Song Cheng’s wet clothes also showed off his good figure, and water drops were dripping on his face, showing an extreme handsomeness that appeals to both men and women.

  Unlike Su Yuzhe’s flirtatious expression, Song Cheng’s expression was indifferent, as if he didn’t realize how sexy he was at the moment, and the contrasting sense of abstinence made people’s waist and legs weak.

  The staff around him blushed and dared not look at him.

  But Song Cheng seemed to have no time to care about the eyes of others. He was tilting his head to look at the only path leading here in unison with Song Zhinian.

  Not long after, the person they were waiting for finally appeared at the end of the path.

  Wen Tian led the cub, one big and one small, running over.

  [Wife! Put on your clothes! Ah, wife, put on your clothes quickly! Put on any clothes you find! (Screaming) (Screaming)]

  [Damn the production crew, give my wife a big bath towel! Quick! ! (Eyes reddening with anxiety) (Eyes reddening with anxiety)]

  [Ahhhh, you are not allowed to look at my wife! ! ! Don’t look, don’t look! ! ! ! ]

  Wen Tian was wearing a cool white short-sleeved shirt. The thin clothes were soaked and became semi-transparent. They clung to his body, revealing his clear figure, the cherry pink on his chest, the slender waist, and the perky buttocks.

  It was hazy and vague, even worse than not wearing anything.

  But Wen Tian was completely unaware of this and just ran away breathlessly with his baby.

  In the “Don’t Look at My Wife” that flooded the entire live broadcast room, Jiang Han, who was afraid of waking up the baby, dialed Yu Sheng’s phone expressionlessly and whispered, “Send towels to everyone.”

  Yu Sheng: “What? Mr. Jiang, what did you say? Speak louder, I really can’t hear you!”

  Jiang Han, “… I said, send towels.”

  Yu Sheng, “What towels?”

  Jiang Han’s voice was angry and forbearing, “Towels.”

  Yu Sheng, “What?”

  Jiang Han, “…………”

  Fortunately, Yu Sheng reacted quickly, “Oh, towels.”

  Yu Sheng was also watching the program nervously, and instantly understood what Jiang Han meant, and hurriedly ordered the program team to send each guest a big and thick towel that could wrap the whole body.

  Yu Sheng scratched his head in confusion, “Why is Mr. Jiang’s voice so low?”

  On the other side, seeing Wen Tian coming over, Song Cheng and Song Zhinian both breathed a sigh of relief, and smiles instantly appeared in their dark pupils.

  Song Zhinian broke free from his father’s hand and ran impatiently to the baby who hadn’t seen him for a long time.

  Song Chengze fixed his eyes, then frowned and said to the production team in a bad tone, “Towels.”

  ”Towels are coming!” As soon as he finished speaking, several amusement park staff ran over with several large towels and distributed a set to each adult and child.

  Apparently someone was one step faster than him.

  Song Cheng’s eyes darkened.

  Wen Tian said thank you and bent down to put a bath towel on the baby.

  At the same time, another towel was put over his head. Song Cheng frowned slightly and wrapped Wen Tian up completely.

  Wen Tian was wrapped like a round silkworm, with his hands also clamped in. He blinked blankly.

  Jiang Dabai was used to being served. Wen Tian didn’t come to help, so he could only look around in a daze wrapped in a big towel.

  Song Zhinian said expectantly, “Xiaoguai, Brother Zhizhi will help you wipe your hair, okay?”

  Jiang Dabai suddenly realized who he was playing. His eyes widened dangerously, and he stomped his feet fiercely to intimidate, “Get out of here! You bad guy!”

  Song Zhinian’s dark eyes darkened.

  He stared at the “little brother Xiaoguai” in confusion, who looked exactly the same, but was weird everywhere. Suddenly he raised his head and said to Wen Tian seriously, “Uncle Wen, this is not Xiaoguai.”

R. S.[Translator]

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