Chapter 1382: The pitiful three-year-old

Translator: 549690339

At that moment, li Junting was coming down from his room upstairs with his hair slightly messy.

He was holding a small, milky-white meatball in one hand. The poor meatball was wailing in his arms, which made peoples hearts ache.

Dont think that you can escape by pretending to be pitiful today. Let me tell you, Sansan, big brother isnt home today. No one can save you!

Li kongque slapped Sansui Lis round b.u.t.t.

This dog, San San, was too mischievous. Just because it was li junyus favorite pet, it simply did not care about anyone else.

Ever since ruan Mengmeng had left, li junyu had brought li Sansui to a villa in the back to be alone.

However, as li Sansui grew up, it needed more and more s.p.a.ce to move around.

Therefore, with li junyus silent approval, the three-year-old was allowed to do as he pleased in li garden, and even enter his bedroom. This was a vivid demonstration of what it meant to be arrogant because of his favor.

In the entire li garden, there was no place it couldnt go.

Over the past few days, she had only broken dozens of antiques that li yaoyang had collected, secretly eaten all sorts of desserts that li junche had secretly kept, and bit a dozen of li Juntings beds and blankets.

For example, today, li Junting had just returned home when he saw the figure of three-year-old playing around in his bedroom.

That little, chubby, cream-colored figure was wrapped in his blanket, looking innocent and pitiful.

However, all around him were feathers that had floated everywhere after the duvet had been bitten.

Li Juntings anger rose.

His big brother had bullied him, and even his dog had bullied him.

Without another word, second young master Li picked up three-year-old, who was struggling with all her might, and went downstairs.

Poor San San, not only was she smacked on the b.u.t.t by the fl.u.s.tered Peac.o.c.k a few times, she was also subjected to brutal capital punishment.

Hmph, Sansan, dont think that you can do whatever you want just because big brother dotes on you. Im telling you, Im going to teach you a lesson on behalf of big brother today. Lets see if you still dare to come to my room and cause trouble in the future!

Li Junting tied the poor three-year-old child to the leg of the coffee table in the living room.

Then, he sat across from it with a piece of steak that had just been fried in the kitchen. In front of three-year-old, he used a fork to pick up the cut steak on the plate, piece by piece.

Hmm, the Kasaya is so fragrant. Little three three, its a pity that disobedient children like you cant be eaten. Awoo!

The childish fierce Peac.o.c.k not only bullied a three-year-old, but he also bullied a three-year-old.

He even cruelly forked a piece of fragrant steak and deliberately sent it to Sansans mouth, then ate it in one bite.

wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, poor San San whimpered.

It missed its Mama so much. If its Mama was here, it wouldnt have been bullied by this stupid human.

The milky-white little Sansans chubby little body struggled desperately, trying to escape the shackles of the rope.

It wanted to eat meat, it wanted to eat steak. This stupid human was bad!

However, no matter how much it struggled, the steak that was already in its mouth was still eaten by the extremely childish second young master Li.

Li Junting snorted, Hmph, Sansan, you want to eat steak, dont you? too bad you wont get to eat it! Im telling you, this is what happens if you dont listen to me. Lets see if you still dare to cause trouble in the future!

Second brother, I didnt know you liked to eat steak so much. Suddenly, a cold voice was heard from behind li Junting.

Fierce Peac.o.c.k, who was teasing three-year-old while holding a piece of steak, suddenly froze.

He heard the familiar cold voice behind him again.

Uncle Zhao, tell the kitchen to make 30 more steaks and watch second young master finish them. If he doesnt finish, hes not allowed to leave Yingluo.

[ next chapter, writers block is slower before 22 0 clock ]