Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 1887 He fell out of favor
George was downstairs drinking the milk poured by the housekeeper. Before he could take a few sips, Donna grabbed him by the back of his collar and lifted him up.

George, who almost choked, quickly grabbed the cup and said, "Mommy, Mommy!"

"Xiao Mengmeng is looking for you, don't drink it." Donna snatched his milk, drank it in a few gulps, took him away and went upstairs.

George looked hopeless.

Xiaogan sat on the edge of the bed, hugging Xiao Er, dangling her short legs, and Don sent George to her.

"Honey, mommy, hurry up?"

The little one grinned and nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

George felt that he had completely fallen out of favor, and that Mommy loved him no longer...

Staring at the darling with resentment, George pouted with an unhappy expression on his face.

The little one asked in a daze, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

George snorted, turned his head, and ignored her.

Careful, he stroked Xiao Er's head in a daze, with an expression on his face.

"George, you are an older brother, you are not allowed to bully Xiaomengmeng, you understand?" Donna curled her fingers and smacked George's head righteously.

"Aww!" George covered his head with great grief and indignation: "Mommy, don't you love me?"

Donna smiled softly, "Of course Mommy loves you." Her expression changed, "But you can't bully Xiaomengmeng either!"

"Why? Is it because she is cuter than me?"

Donna covered her lips with her hand and laughed tremblingly: "Son, you are quite self-aware, hahaha..."

George: "..."

Live without love!

Life is hopeless!

The little boy looked at Donna, then at George, thinking they were playing a game, and Donna laughed, and she followed suit.

This smile made George so depressed!
Xiaomeng is not cute at all!
George took the little girl by the hand, reluctantly pouted his rosy little mouth, and led her downstairs together.

Donna and Andrew walked behind, looking at the backs of the two little guys, she felt infinitely emotional: "George should have a younger sister, look, how competent the little brother is."

Andrew complained mercilessly: "You didn't force that?"

"Hehehe, what nonsense are you talking about?" Donna glanced at him, looked away, and continued to laugh at the backs of George and the little one.

At the dinner table, George always sat between Donna and Andrew, but when he came over, he insisted on sitting with him.

It's okay to sit together, but I don't want to eat breakfast by myself, I want to feed!

George quit and threw away the knife and fork, "George is a baby too! George wants to be fed too!"

Donna, who was feeding her little one, just glanced lightly at her son's resignation on strike, "Oh, let your daddy feed you."

Andrew lowered his eyes and looked at George: "Are you sure you want to feed?"

"uh-huh!"

Andrew shrugged his shoulders and smiled inscrutablely: "Well, this is what you asked for. After all... Daddy really doesn't know how to feed babies."

As soon as the words fell, George was devastated by the stormy Houthi.

His cheeks were bulging, and he couldn't eat anymore, Andrew finally stopped: "Baby son, do you still want Daddy to feed you?"

George rested his chin on the table listlessly, "No...I want to...."

Those who are not biological are indeed not biological, Mommy no longer loves her, and Daddy no longer loves her.

He is out of favor!

George slid off his chair in a lonely way, walked out of the dining room listlessly, and walked out alone.

The little guy turned his head, and shouted crisply at his back.

(End of this chapter)