Wild Game: The Devil Releases My Mommy

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Yin Yanyan didn't want to tell the truth, so she vaguely said, "Well, it's just a few street gangsters. Mommy taught them a lesson, and they're fine. ()Okay, Guozi, Mommy is hungry, what did you cook?"

Yin Guo blinked his big eyes, stopped asking, jumped off the ground, and brought up the prepared meals: "Mum, Guozi made you soup, and your favorite rice bowl."

As soon as the food was served, it was fragrant. Yin Yanyan took a long breath, and generously kissed his son on the cheek: "Guozi, you are the most considerate. It's Mommy's little padded jacket."

What a blessing to have a genius son, who doesn't have to worry about anything, and can take care of her mother who is incompetent in cooking. [

I think that when she was cooking, it was not salty or light. No matter the color or taste, it was so stomach-ache.

Let her son eat a hungry meal and a full meal. Thinking about it, she feels guilty for her son.

But she really tried her best at that time, and there was really no way.

Fortunately, Yin Guo is a genius. The little guy couldn't stand the stomach that was frequently ravaged. One day he learned to cook from the TV, but he didn't expect that he cooked it for the first time. The taste is still pretty good.

Since then, the burden of cooking has been on Yin Guo's small shoulders.

The couple finally got out of the dire straits of 'pig food' and headed for the happiness and sweetness of delicious food...

After eating, Yin Yanyan sat on the sofa holding her slightly stretched belly and didn't want to move. Yin Guo dragged a small medicine box over, with a serious face on her face: "Mommy, where did you get hurt? Yin Guo will give you medicine .”

Yin Yanyan rolled up her sleeves, showing a white and tender arm: "Here, there is a small cut here."

It was really a little wound.Scratch a little bit of oily skin, ooze a few traces of blood...

Yin Guo looked at the wound, as if it was scratched by the opponent's button or something.

There was a light in Yin Guo's big eyes. While lowering her head to apply medicine to Mummy, she said, "Mummy, the other party is wearing a black suit?"

Yin Yanyan was stunned for a moment, this kid can't pinch and count, can he? !Can this also be seen?

As if guessing the doubts in Mummy's heart, Yin Guo picked up a black thread on Yin Yanyan's arm with her small fingernails: "They have left evidence."

Yin Yanyan: "..."

Can a black cloth thread be seen as a black suit?

Yin Yanyan's eyes became more suspicious.

"Mommy, this kind of cloth is..."

Yin Guo said the name of this kind of cloth, and then said: "It is usually made into a suit."

Yin Yanyan's eyes fell on her son, and her heart trembled. [

How did he know so much as a child? !

Could it be that he was possessed by some kind of ghost? !

This kid could change his career to become Sherlock Holmes!

"Fruit." She pulled her son into her arms: "Where did you know so much knowledge?"

She doesn't know about Booth!

Well, it seems that he was too happy to say it, and he slipped his tongue, which exposed his talent. Bleak Bleak 