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Chapter 193 Xiaobao's Poor Breakfast

Chapter 193
Cheng Yingxuan hugged her son's small body cooperatively, "I have wronged my baby." She threw a knife at Yan Shiting, "Why are you attacking my son?"

"Cheng Yingxuan, you are such a child?" He had a glacier-like face, and his tone was displeased, "Aren't you afraid of spoiling him?"

"What do you know, it's rare for my son to act like a baby." She gave Xiaobao a sip on his tender face, Xiaobao is usually so sensible that it makes people feel distressed, "Besides, it's not normal for Xiaobao not to like you ? Does everyone want to like you? You are not RMB. What are you pretending to do?"

Black smoke rose from the top of Yan Shiting's head, and his already cold face looked particularly frightening. "Who said Xiaobao doesn't like me? He called me Dad just now."

Cheng Xiaobao showed incredible eyes, "Uncle Yan, your brain is not rusted, right? You are not my father, how can I call your father?" He patted his small chest righteously, "Even if my father is a rabbit, I don't He will recognize a thief as his father!"

"You yelled several times last night, ask your mother if you don't believe me." She blushed and said the truth without panting.

"Really?" Cheng Xiaobao looked at his mother with bright eyes.

Cheng Yingxuan nodded, "Xiao Bao is talking in his sleep."

"Uncle Yan heard it all?" Cheng Xiaobao snorted coldly, "I was playing games with my dad in my dream."

"What game?" Yan Shiting's face darkened, if it wasn't some childish game, he would have accompanied him.

Cheng Xiaobao jumped out of bed, put on little slippers, put his hands behind his back, snorted, opened the curtains, stood in front of the window, and recited a poem inscrutablely: "I want to ride the wind to return, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu. Uncle Yan must not understand such a profound game."

Not reciting poetry?How did it become a game.Yan Shiting really didn't understand, "Speak human."

Xiaobao looked back with a look of contempt, "Looking at Uncle Yan's expression, it's obvious that IQ is not enough, don't you understand? My mother must know, you can ask her."

Cheng Yingxuan didn't know what her son was talking about, she wouldn't say it to show ignorance, "Xiaobao, you should explain it to him yourself." That's perfect.

"I played the game of ascension to heaven with my dad in my dream," Xiaobao said with a small expression as if intoxicated in the dream, his eyes were all smiling, "my dad's ghost floated and flew into the sky. Then I followed Fly. This is what I want to ride the wind to go home."

"What is fear of Qionglou Yuyu?" He asked again.

"I'm standing on the fifteenth floor. I'm a human being, so I can't fly. My father took me to fly and I can't fly up, so I fell down together." Xiaobao explained regretfully, "I didn't stop when I hit the ground. My dad dragged me into hell. Uncle Yan, tell me, did my dad do too many immoral things during his lifetime, so he can't go to heaven and is going to hell?"

The innocent little face was really asking with sad emotions.

Ordinary people must coax their children, but Yan Shiting's heart is harder than a rock, "You are not talking nonsense, your father is not wicked, can you give birth to such a bad son?"

Cheng Yingxuan stared at the father and son, the corners of her mouth cramped because of the strong suppression of laughter, and her shoulders trembled a little.

Yan Shiting saw her strange reaction, "Your mouth cramp?"

"No." She shook her head, she really liked Ting Ting's self-slander.Who said that no one in the world would dare to scold him?

Cheng Xiaobao's eyes turned red with anger, and he roared in a tender voice, "Uncle Yan, I hate you very, very, very much, plus [-]! My father is wicked and gave birth to a bad son, are you I can't even have a grandson!"

(End of this chapter)

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