Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 1750 Where's Mom?

Chapter 1750 Where's Mom?
As soon as Hans turned his head, he saw her black and white, watery eyes.

He rubbed his forehead angrily, put down the spoon, walked up to her, and rubbed her head: "Elizabeth, it's not dyed."

"Huh?" Yan Yiren was still grabbing her hair, wrapping it around her fingers and playing with it.

Hans made a slip of the tongue, but fortunately he can save it now, "Can you dye it so beautifully? Elizabeth, you are of mixed race, and this hair is natural."

"Half-race?" Yan Yiren looked bewildered.

Hans couldn't help laughing, and tapped her on the head, "I'll tell you about you in the future. Wait until I finish the porridge, okay?"

Yan Yiren rubbed his hungry stomach, nodded, and urged him, "Hurry up."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Emory walked in at the right time with a warm smile: "Elizabeth, are you awake?"

Looking at the middle-aged uncle who suddenly appeared, Yan Yiren immediately turned his head and called Hans: "Hans, who is this uncle?"

"He's my daddy, his name is Uncle."

Emery was very satisfied with Hans' reaction speed, and his fiancé was getting more and more decent.

"Uncle." Yan Yiren called out, then fell silent.

"What's the matter? Don't you like Uncle?"

Yan Yiren didn't speak, and seemed to be in a low mood.

Emory is in trouble. Does she really not like him?
After a while, Emery completely overturned his suspicions. The Yanyi people puffed up their cheeks, and their eyes were flushed with anger: "Hans, are you still hungry? I'm so hungry."

What an amazing little ancestor!

You have a bad temper!

But Emory didn't hate it, and intuitively believed that it was Xiao Xinyue who sent her suffering daughter to him to take care of him.

Immediately, he also cooperated with Yan Yiren, and glared at Hans with a tiger face: "Hans, you are clumsy, can you move faster?"

Having found an ally, Yan Yiren also agreed: "That's it!"

Hans: "..."

Suddenly there is a feeling that an ancestor has been invited back. What's the matter?

…………

"steamed stuffed bun!"

Woke up in a dream.

Young Master Chu half sat up, sweating profusely, his back was wet with sweat, and his nightgown became dense.

"Master, what's the matter?" Chen Ce, who heard the movement outside the door, opened the door and entered without hesitation.

Master Chu shook his head in a trance, put his hand on his forehead: "How long have I been asleep?"

"You've been sleeping all day." Chen Ce asked, "You can eat something, I've made porridge for you."

"Porridge?" Young Master Chu muttered to himself, in his dream, he dreamed that Yan Baozi pestered him to drink porridge.

The porridge he had just made was boiling hot, but she suddenly jumped on it, and was scalded in the cold.

Like a nightmare, Young Master Chu shook his head: "I don't want to eat."

"Then you drink some soup. If you keep on eating and drinking like this, your body will collapse sooner or later. Think about your little heart, think about your young lady..."

Fearing that he still wouldn't listen, Chen Ce made preparations early in the morning. He put one hand in his trouser pocket, and calmly sent the text message he edited early in the morning to Young Master Meng.

The two had reached a consensus before. As soon as he sent the text message, the next second, Master Chu's cell phone rang.

A video call from Mengmeng.

Young Master Chu picked it up, taking care of his delicate little face, which filled the entire camera lens.

"Father!" Xiaogan pursed his small mouth and kissed twice.

Young Master Chu's gloomy mood finally got better, he smiled slightly: "Did you see Xiao Er?"

Xiaogan pouted depressedly, "Xiaogan saw it, but where is Mom?"

 The little fairies abused me thousands of times, I still treat the little fairies like first love~ The author is going to sleep~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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