Chapter 1893： . It hurts, right? (1/2)

”Korean Qianyu, we didn't discuss that way.”

Han Qianyu stubbornly stood in front of Yue Yue: ”We can still discuss and discuss, there are always other ways, or else

You can ask him to copy, write and review...”

Without waiting for Han Qianyu to finish speaking, the next second, Pei Shengye directly grabbed Han Qianyu’s arm and pulled her out of the door.

Then close the door.

And Han Qianyu, who was locked at the door, suddenly slapped the door frantically, feeling extremely anxious, looking at Pei Shengye’s cold face just now.

She was really afraid that he didn't know the severity of his attack, because the child was originally young.

”Pei Shengye, you open the door for me!”

Pei Shengye did not answer her. There was only the sound of a feather duster wiping the air, one after another, sometimes accompanied

Yueyue cried depressed in pain.

”Bai Shengye!”

He walked from the door back to Bae Shengye who was sitting on the sofa, but turned a deaf ear to the sound of Han Qianyu at the door.

He sat there, staring at Yue Yue, whose head was always lowered in front of him, and only asked: ”Does it hurt?”

Yueyue bit her lip and did not respond.

Pei Shengye hit Yueyue's **** with a feather duster again, and asked loudly, ”I ask you if it hurts!”

The little guy held his hands tightly, his lips were about to bite and bleed, but he just didn't speak.

Pei Shengye's face was cold and terrifying, and once again raised the feather duster in his hand, when he was about to fall, he heard vaguely

See a low voice: ”It hurts.”

”Speak louder, I can't hear you!”

”It hurts!” He opened his mouth loudly, raised his head, and finally dared to look directly at Pei Shengye in front of him, and met his gaze.

Obviously shrinking, but there is also stubbornness not willing to give in.

”Very good! I tell you, if you do this kind of thing this time, mom and dad will only hurt more than you, and the son will not teach.

Father's fault, next time, I don't want to see this kind of thing again, can I do it? ”

His words and sentences were all questioned.

Yueyue nodded, feeling the obvious hot pain in the place where she had just been beaten, and nodded:

”I won't do it again, Dad.”

Pei Shengye nodded, then stood up from the sofa and said to him: ”Copy Pei’s lesson a hundred times, tomorrow night

I will check this time. ”

”I see.” He nodded.

When Pei Shengye came out of the room, as soon as he opened the door, Han Qianyu was about to rush in, but was stopped by Pei Shengye.

After closing the door and asking: ”What are you doing?”

Han Qianyu's anxious worry was almost written on his face: ”You beat him again, haven't you? I want to go in and see him.”

But Pei Shengye dragged her towards their room: ”Well, he is copying Pei’s family motto, don’t you

Go to disturb him. ”

Han Qianyu was dragged by him, and asked as he walked, ”You said, did you hit him afterwards? Do you know the child?

He is so young that he can’t help you. He must be swollen. I’m going to have a look and give it to him.

Apply some medicine. ”

Pei Shengye knows that Han Qianyu cares about children, but cares are chaotic: ”Well, he is not as squeamish as you think.

This little man can't bear even this pain. How can he inherit Pei's family business in the future? ”

He didn’t want Yueyue not to be able to bear any setbacks. Since he made a mistake, he should be punished.

Down, it's just a small punishment and a big admonition.

Han Qianyu disagreed, and wanted to say something more, but was pulled into the room by Pei Shengye.

Han Qianyu couldn't rest assured, taking advantage of Pei Shengye's bath, ran out quickly, and then pushed open the door of Yueyue's room.

Unexpectedly, the little guy's room was still bright, and he himself was sitting at the desk copying something.

She felt a little distressed, and she secretly scolded Pei Shengye for not being paternal.

”Yueyue, it's so late, can you write it tomorrow, OK?” She walked over and saw that the book was densely written with nice and beautiful

The delicate handwriting should be deliberately practiced at first glance.

Yueyue shook her head and said, ”If you write tomorrow, it will be too late.”

He put down the pen in his hand, looked up at Han Qianyu standing in front of him, then blinked his **** and white eyes and asked:

”Why is Mom still up?”

Han Qianyu reached out and hugged him, then gently put him on the bed, and explained: ”Mom is worried about you, so I

come and see. ”

”I am okay.”