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Chapter 1382 - 1382: The pitiful three-year-old

Chapter 1382: The pitiful three-year-old

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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 people’s hearts ache.

“Don’t think that you can escape by pretending to be pitiful today. Let me tell you, Sansan, big brother isn’t home today. No one can save you!”

Li kongque slapped ‘Sansui Li’s round butt.

This dog, ‘San San’, was too mischievous. Just because it was li junyu’s 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 space to move around.

Therefore, with li junyu’s 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 couldn’t 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 Junting’s 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 Junting’s 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 butt by the flustered Peacock a few times, she was also subjected to brutal ‘capital punishment’.

“Hmph, Sansan, don’t think that you can do whatever you want just because big brother dotes on you. I’m telling you, I’m going to teach you a lesson on behalf of big brother today. Let’s 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, it’s a pity that disobedient children like you can’t be eaten. Awoo!”

The childish fierce Peacock 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 Sansan’s 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 wouldn’t have been bullied by this stupid human.

The milky-white little Sansan’s 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, don’t you? too bad you won’t get to eat it! I’m telling you, this is what happens if you don’t listen to me. Let’s see if you still dare to cause trouble in the future!”

“Second brother, I didn’t know you liked to eat steak so much.” Suddenly, a cold voice was heard from behind li Junting.

Fierce Peacock, 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 doesn’t finish, he’s not allowed to leave Yingluo.”

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