Chapter 562

Cheng Yingxuan was terrified by his eyes, and felt more and more that he seemed to have discovered something.

"I don't have to eat breakfast." Yan Shiting looked gently at Xiaobao's small face, "When the child is growing, he has to eat."

Hearing his tone, as if Cheng Xiaobao was his child, she was not moved at all.

My uneasy heart almost trembled.

Did he find out that Xiaobao was his own son?

No way?
She had countless question marks in her heart, and the question marks added up to form a string that almost made her heart flutter.

Yan Shiting got up, didn't care about putting on his own clothes, and took the initiative to help Cheng Xiaobao take the little clothes that the little guy took off on the bedside table, and wanted to put them on him.

"I'll do it myself." The little guy put his head into the small sweatshirt, stretched out his hands from the sleeves, and Yan Shiting pulled his clothes up to his waist.

Xiaobao wears pants by himself...

He watched Xiaobao's movements, his eyes became softer and softer.

Cheng Yingxuan's scalp felt numb from the sidelines.

No matter how you look at him, he looks like he is looking at his own son. It is exactly the way a father looks at his own child.

Compared with the past, it is more spoiled.

Her fluttering heart jumped up in fright.

After getting dressed, she saw that Yan Shiting actually went into the bathroom to help Xiao Bao squeeze toothpaste and pour a glass of water for brushing his teeth. He really took good care of him.

The chef from Yan's family came to make breakfast, and after finishing the breakfast, the chef left again.

This morning I ate western food, steak, milk, and bread.

She and Xiaobao ate breakfast in silence.

Yan Shiting finished the steak in front of her. She thought he was going to give it to herself, but she didn't expect him to push the cut steak plate in front of Xiaobao.

She was left blank and didn't show it.

Cheng Xiaobao glanced at his mother, and pushed the plate in front of her, "Mom, eat."

"It's better to be a son." Cheng Yingxuan's heart was full of emotion. Men are unreliable, and they forgot their wives when they had a son.

Even though she didn't know whether Yan Shiting knew Xiaobao was his son...

Anyway, he didn't cut the steak for her, because it hurt Xiaobao more than her.

"Men are reliable, sows have to be able to crawl..." Before she finished speaking, he handed the second plate of cut steak to her.

She swallowed back the unfinished words abruptly. Tingting didn't forget her, but cut Xiaobao's share first.

Xiao Bao put a piece of steak into his mouth with a fork, and asked inarticulately, "Mom, what does a sow know how to climb? A pigsty?"

She almost spit out the mouthful of milk she just drank, "cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

Choking made her face flush.

Yan Shiting stretched out his hand and patted her on the back lightly, his dark pupils were filled with distress, and his tone could not help but blame, "You are so old, you can still choke on a sip of milk."

Cheng Xiaobao also jumped off the chair and came to her side, with a concerned expression on his face, "Xuanxuan, I won't let pigs climb the pigpen in the future, don't be scared."

She managed to stop coughing, and almost coughed again when she heard her son's words.

Yan Shiting's dark eyes glanced at Xiaobao, "You didn't learn your indiscriminate use of words from your father, but from your mother."

The tone is affirmative.

Cheng Yingxuan was so frightened that she forgot to cough.

Ting Ting obviously meant something.

In the past, he just liked Xiaobao, and he has never seen him treat Xiaobao so well and meticulously like now, even his eyes are full of love.

(End of this chapter)

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