Fast travel: touch the hero's father before he turns black

Chapter 127 I Carry the Flag for My Mom 6
Then he took a photo of the sumptuous dinner on the table and the busy Cen Yuan.

Jiang Rourou was also not relaxed, coaxing Cen Yan to wash his face and play with small toys for a while, while he was processing the company's documents in the guest room.

It's just that she was very cautious, and immediately put away the processed documents, and got the spare key in the guest room in advance.

When Cen Yuan called for dinner, Jiang Rourou packed up all the documents and the computer before taking Cen Yan downstairs.

But when he saw the dishes on the table, he looked at Cen Yuan subtly.

Sitting down with Cen Yan in his arms, he sat next to Cen Yan so that he could feed Cen Yan.

Cen Yuan sat on the side, "I haven't made it for a long time, you guys have a taste, how does it taste?"

Jiang Rourou chuckled lightly.

The slender and white fingertips gently touched the table.

The crisp voice caught Cen Yuan's attention.

Jiang Rourou took Cen Yan to the guest room to rest, while Cen Yuan slept in the master bedroom by himself.

She can give Cen Yan a good life and future.

The slender and white fingertips gently touched the table.

"You don't know that Guaibao is allergic to curry, do you?"

Jiang Rourou smiled and stood up, poured the rice from Cen Yan's bowl into her own bowl, and filled another bowl for Cen Yan.

"Eat some of this, the beef was just killed today, it's very fresh."

"If Jiang Rourou doesn't need his compensation, will he continue?"

He could really touch Jiang Rou and Cen Yan once again.

Cen Yuan never thought that he would have a chance to do it all over again.

Jiang Rourou frowned, and she looked at Cen Yuan with a half-smile.

When Cen Yuan called for dinner, Jiang Rourou packed up all the documents and the computer before taking Cen Yan downstairs.

Three years of married life, what exactly did he bring to Rourou?

pity.

Jiang Rourou didn't pay attention to Cen Yuan's gaze, she just picked up some food for Cen Yan, and ate some of it herself.

But does Jiang Rourou really need it?

pity.

Jiang Rourou frowned, and she looked at Cen Yuan with a half-smile.

Cen Yuan thought that the curry beef was placed far away, so he gave Jiang Rourou and Cen Yan some vegetables.

Cen Yuan's arm fell heavily and hit the bed.

He wanted Jiang Rourou to trust him once, and he would definitely be a good husband and father.

Cen Yan tilted his head, his chubby cheeks were still chewing food.

The crisp voice caught Cen Yuan's attention.

He never knew that Guaibao was allergic to curry.

"You don't know that Guaibao is allergic to curry, do you?"

Cen Yuan sat on the side, "I haven't made it for a long time, you guys have a taste, how does it taste?"

"Does Jiang Rourou really need these apologies? Does Jiang Rourou really need help?"

The rebirth was like a dream.

She is going to raise a child, and she will still take care of Cen Yan's little baby who can talk, laugh and dance by herself.

He wanted Jiang Rourou to trust him once, and he would definitely be a good husband and father.

"You don't know that Guaibao is allergic to curry, do you?"

She was pregnant, and it was Jiang Rourou who went for the pregnancy test alone.

The slender and white fingertips gently touched the table.

Cen Yuan didn't know, nor did he know.

But does Jiang Rourou really need it?

Cen Yuan looked at Jiang Rourou in bewilderment, not quite understanding the meaning of Jiang Rourou's words.

Rourou doesn't need him, and Guaibao doesn't need him either.

Cen Yuan's expression was not very good, but he didn't know what to eat.

"If Jiang Rourou really doesn't need me anymore, should I continue to make up for the painful past?"

"You don't know that Guaibao is allergic to curry, do you?"

She was pregnant, and it was Jiang Rourou who went for the pregnancy test alone.

Jiang Rourou took Cen Yan to the guest room to rest, while Cen Yuan slept in the master bedroom by himself.

Cen Yan took the rice and continued eating happily.

Jiang Rourou doesn't need it.

An unhappy meal.

He can still seriously and sincerely say sorry to them, and he really regrets it.

Or maybe Jiang Rourou told him, but he forgot.

But the rice stained with curry didn't move at all.

Then he took a photo of the sumptuous dinner on the table and the busy Cen Yuan.

"Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know?"

Jiang Rourou took Cen Yan to the guest room to rest, while Cen Yuan slept in the master bedroom by himself.

Jiang Rourou frowned, and she looked at Cen Yuan with a half-smile.

Three years of married life, what exactly did he bring to Rourou?

He can still seriously and sincerely say sorry to them, and he really regrets it.

He could really touch Jiang Rou and Cen Yan once again.

Cen Yuan never thought that he would have a chance to do it all over again.

Sitting down with Cen Yan in his arms, he sat next to Cen Yan so that he could feed Cen Yan.

Cen Yuan's eyes were bitter, and he tried hard to hold up a smile.

Cen Yan tilted his head, his chubby cheeks were still chewing food.

The hand holding the quilt loosened and tightened.

Cen Yuan's expression was not very good, but he didn't know what to eat.

The corner of the mouth couldn't help brewing a bit of bitterness.

Or maybe Jiang Rourou told him, but he forgot.

Cen Yuan looked at Jiang Rourou in bewilderment, not quite understanding the meaning of Jiang Rourou's words.

She was pregnant, and it was Jiang Rourou who went for the pregnancy test alone.

What about him?

Jiang Rourou's eyes were cold and mocking.

But when he saw the dishes on the table, he looked at Cen Yuan subtly.

After giving birth, it was Jiang Rourou who was crying alone in the emergency room.

What about him?

Jiang Rourou chuckled lightly.

In the end, he really wanted to sit down and make a decision, Cen Yuan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Cen Yan took the rice and continued eating happily.

But the rice stained with curry didn't move at all.

pity.

It's just that she was very cautious, and immediately put away the processed documents, and got the spare key in the guest room in advance.

When Cen Yuan called for dinner, Jiang Rourou packed up all the documents and the computer before taking Cen Yan downstairs.

An unhappy meal.

Cen Yuan looked at Jiang Rourou in bewilderment, not quite understanding the meaning of Jiang Rourou's words.

"Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know?"

He could really touch Jiang Rou and Cen Yan once again.

The crisp voice caught Cen Yuan's attention.

The corner of the mouth couldn't help brewing a bit of bitterness.

But the rice stained with curry didn't move at all.

Sitting down with Cen Yan in his arms, he sat next to Cen Yan so that he could feed Cen Yan.

What about him?

Jiang Rourou smiled and stood up, poured the rice from Cen Yan's bowl into her own bowl, and filled another bowl for Cen Yan.

After giving birth, it was Jiang Rourou who was crying alone in the emergency room.

Cen Yuan never thought that he would have a chance to do it all over again.

It's just that she was very cautious, and immediately put away the processed documents, and got the spare key in the guest room in advance.

When Cen Yuan called for dinner, Jiang Rourou packed up all the documents and the computer before taking Cen Yan downstairs.

Cen Yuan thought that the curry beef was placed far away, so he gave Jiang Rourou and Cen Yan some vegetables.

She is going to raise a child, and she will still take care of Cen Yan's little baby who can talk, laugh and dance by herself.

The crisp voice caught Cen Yuan's attention.

Jiang Rourou smiled and stood up, poured the rice from Cen Yan's bowl into her own bowl, and filled another bowl for Cen Yan.

He never knew that Guaibao was allergic to curry.

But does Jiang Rourou really need it?

"Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know?"

Jiang Rourou didn't pay attention to Cen Yuan's gaze, she just picked up some food for Cen Yan, and ate some of it herself.

Jiang Rourou didn't pay attention to Cen Yuan's gaze, she just picked up some food for Cen Yan, and ate some of it herself.

The slender and white fingertips gently touched the table.

The dishes avoided the beef curry.

If Jiang Rourou and Cen Yan really didn't need him anymore, he would leave and silently guard their mothers for the rest of their lives.

He smelled himself like this over and over again.

The corner of the mouth couldn't help brewing a bit of bitterness.

"Eat some of this, the beef was just killed today, it's very fresh."

After giving birth, it was Jiang Rourou who was crying alone in the emergency room.

He stretched out his hand, watching the light projected from the window shine on his fingers, pale and slender.

"Eat some of this, the beef was just killed today, it's very fresh."

The dishes avoided the beef curry.

Or maybe Jiang Rourou told him, but he forgot.

Cen Yan took the rice and continued eating happily.

But the rice stained with curry didn't move at all.

Sitting down with Cen Yan in his arms, he sat next to Cen Yan so that he could feed Cen Yan.

The dishes avoided the beef curry.

"Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know?"

The rebirth was like a dream.

Three years of married life, what exactly did he bring to Rourou?

Or maybe Jiang Rourou told him, but he forgot.

Jiang Rourou was also not relaxed, coaxing Cen Yan to wash his face and play with small toys for a while, while he was processing the company's documents in the guest room.

It's just that she was very cautious, and immediately put away the processed documents, and got the spare key in the guest room in advance.

Jiang Rourou doesn't need it.

But when he saw the dishes on the table, he looked at Cen Yuan subtly.

Jiang Rourou frowned, and she looked at Cen Yuan with a half-smile.

Jiang Rourou was also not relaxed, coaxing Cen Yan to wash his face and play with small toys for a while, while he was processing the company's documents in the guest room.

But when he saw the dishes on the table, he looked at Cen Yuan subtly.

Cen Yuan's arm fell heavily and hit the bed.

He never knew that Guaibao was allergic to curry.

Rourou doesn't need him, and Guaibao doesn't need him either.

After getting married, as if she was sure that Jiang Rourou would not leave, she wantonly trampled on her sincerity and consumed her love, until finally she was completely disappointed and left herself.

Cen Yuan's eyes were bitter, and he tried hard to hold up a smile.

He can still seriously and sincerely say sorry to them, and he really regrets it.

Jiang Rourou didn't pay attention to Cen Yuan's gaze, she just picked up some food for Cen Yan, and ate some of it herself.

Cen Yan took the rice and continued eating happily.

The rebirth was like a dream.

Jiang Rourou's eyes were cold and mocking.

Jiang Rourou chuckled lightly.

Cen Yan tilted his head, his chubby cheeks were still chewing food.

Jiang Rourou doesn't need it.

He wanted Jiang Rourou to trust him once, and he would definitely be a good husband and father.

"Eat some of this, the beef was just killed today, it's very fresh."

He never knew that Guaibao was allergic to curry.

An unhappy meal.

Cen Yuan's arm fell heavily and hit the bed.

Cen Yuan sat on the side, "I haven't made it for a long time, you guys have a taste, how does it taste?"

Cen Yuan's eyes were bitter, and he tried hard to hold up a smile.

Jiang Rourou took Cen Yan to the guest room to rest, while Cen Yuan slept in the master bedroom by himself.

The rebirth was like a dream.

An unhappy meal.

Rourou doesn't need him, and Guaibao doesn't need him either.

Cen Yuan sat up blankly, he looked at a blurred figure reflected by the window, he asked himself.

Cen Yan tilted his head, his chubby cheeks were still chewing food.

Cen Yuan thought that the curry beef was placed far away, so he gave Jiang Rourou and Cen Yan some vegetables.

Then he took a photo of the sumptuous dinner on the table and the busy Cen Yuan.

Cen Yuan sat on the side, "I haven't made it for a long time, you guys have a taste, how does it taste?"

Cen Yuan's expression was not very good, but he didn't know what to eat.

He stretched out his hand, watching the light projected from the window shine on his fingers, pale and slender.

Jiang Rourou's eyes were cold and mocking.

Jiang Rourou chuckled lightly.

Then he took a photo of the sumptuous dinner on the table and the busy Cen Yuan.

Cen Yuan thought that the curry beef was placed far away, so he gave Jiang Rourou and Cen Yan some vegetables.

He wants to tell himself that he has been reborn, and he has the chance to make up for those ridiculous pasts.

He stretched out his hand, watching the light projected from the window shine on his fingers, pale and slender.

After getting married, as if she was sure that Jiang Rourou would not leave, she wantonly trampled on her sincerity and consumed her love, until finally she was completely disappointed and left herself.

The dishes avoided the beef curry.

Jiang Rourou smiled and stood up, poured the rice from Cen Yan's bowl into her own bowl, and filled another bowl for Cen Yan.

She is going to raise a child, and she will still take care of Cen Yan's little baby who can talk, laugh and dance by herself.

Cen Yuan looked at Jiang Rourou in bewilderment, not quite understanding the meaning of Jiang Rourou's words.

Jiang Rourou was also not relaxed, coaxing Cen Yan to wash his face and play with small toys for a while, while he was processing the company's documents in the guest room.

After getting married, as if she was sure that Jiang Rourou would not leave, she wantonly trampled on her sincerity and consumed her love, until finally she was completely disappointed and left herself.

He wants to tell himself that he has been reborn, and he has the chance to make up for those ridiculous pasts.

Jiang Rourou's eyes were cold and mocking.

Cen Yuan's expression was not very good, but he didn't know what to eat.

He wants to tell himself that he has been reborn, and he has the chance to make up for those ridiculous pasts.

At dawn, Cen Yuan seemed to have come to his senses, and looked blankly at the pale sky.

He stretched out his hand, watching the light projected from the window shine on his fingers, pale and slender.

Cen Yuan never thought that he would have a chance to do it all over again.

He could really touch Jiang Rou and Cen Yan once again.

He can still seriously and sincerely say sorry to them, and he really regrets it.

(End of this chapter)