The Time Traveler Was Forced To Command The Dark Guards [MTL]

Chapter 85-86

Chapter 85

Looking at Wang Zhilong staring at him with two eyes: "!!!"

"Wait, is this my fault?"

How on earth did Shen Tingsong become a father to educate so many strange children?

In addition, he is the Marquis of the North, holding one-third of the military power of the beam. He is a high-powered court minister and a general on the battlefield. When will it be the turn of the two little girls to teach him a lesson?

It's really big or small!

On the contrary, Shen Muxuan felt that he had learned it. It turned out that the correct use of the third sister was like this.

"It's not your fault, Wang Jinyu said. When he was a child, my husband scolded him elm, mud, and had no aura. Your own father also scolded him as a waste." Shen Xianyu adds oil and vinegar.

Shen Xianlan was already crying out of breath, "Mr. Wang is so pitiful!"

Wang Zhilong recalled, has he ever scolded his son for being rubbish?

It seems that there is really, and more than once.

No.

It's normal to be scolded by me. Why is it pathetic?

After thinking about it, he wanted to ask, "Didn't your father scold you?"

Shen Tingsong, who had just arrived at the door, stopped again, shook his head at the subordinates of Dingbeihou Mansion, and then stood outside silently listening.

The people of Hou's house: "..."

What's wrong with Shen Shangshu?

Why do you always like to listen to the root of the wall?

"No."

The three brothers and sisters of the Shen family shook their heads together.

"My father will teach me patiently." Shen Muxuan said.

Ding Beihou looked at Shen Muxuan. What can you say?

His boss has been excellent since he was a child, and he is also very patient.

"My father will reason with me." Shen Xianyu smiled and said. Although she sometimes told her with a whip, that was also the way for their father and daughter deepened their feelings, so there was no need to talk to outsiders.

Isn't it?

Dingbeihou is very suspicious.

"My father will only praise me." Shen Xianlan's red eyes were red, with the unique height and contempt of literati, "Marquis, you actually want to compare with my father. How long have you not looked in the mirror?"

That's too much.

Why is it still insulting?

He doesn't think he is worse than Shen Tingsong.

"Third sister, it's far away." Shen Xianyu pulled back the topic.

"Gre at your eyes wide. Mr. Wang's painting..." In this regard, Shen Xianlan can be said to be professional. While crying, she analyzed the paintings in her hand and praised them in an all-round way. The key is that people praise something very much.

Don't say it.

As she analyzed, the more Wang family looked at it, the more they felt that the portraits painted by their children were like that.

However, before I could be happy, the condemnation came.

"He painted you, Dingbeihou. Look at this blockbuster of breathless black and gray. I can feel his uncomfortable and depressed. Look at this extraordinary mouth and the fangs inside. He can be said to occupy half of a painting. He said that it is cold in June. He is your own son. How can you bear it?