Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 546 Far More than Eating the Things That Make Him Allergic and Nausea

Fu Sicheng said sharply, "Fu Chuchen!"

Fu Chuchen came to his senses, and immediately pretended to be stupid: "What did I say? I didn't say anything. Good morning, everyone."

The two told the child about the new name, and the little guy heard it last night. When his mother said he liked it, he liked it.

"Fu, Yao?" Fu Chuchen raised his head from the bowl: "Not bad, not bad." The name was picked by my brother as soon as I heard it.

"Little ancestor, tell uncle, what was your name before?" Fu Chuchen was really curious.

The little guy glanced at him: "Junjun."

Fu Chuchen: "..."

Fu Sicheng went to help Song Rao get the bracelet, and asked Song Rao if he wanted to go back together to have a look. After all, it was the small house where the two lived together. Song Rao didn't follow, saying that he would go later.

Fu Sicheng did what he said, these two days really allowed Song Rao to rest well, and he also did his best to take care of the child. The relationship between the child and him became better and better, and he loved him more and more as a father.

How much do you love?He will eat whatever his father feeds him.

Song Rao came down from upstairs and saw Fu Sicheng feeding the child again. What was he feeding?The child's least favorite grape.

"Junjun doesn't like to eat grapes." Song Rao looked at the child worriedly, and took the leftover half from the child's hand.

Fu Sicheng immediately looked at the little guy whose mouth was full of grapes in his arms: "Jun Jun doesn't like grapes?"

"Well, he's sick to his stomach and prone to vomiting after eating." Song Rao sat down, took a tissue and asked the child to spit up too.

"But Jun Jun gave me his grapes the day he first saw me."

Song Rao: "Jun Jun brought it to me." Then he looked at the little guy and said, "Well, the baby was secretly left for Dad."

The little guy smiled shyly.

"This child has inherited everything from you, even allergies, but this taste is not all inherited." Song Rao said.

Fu Sicheng came to his senses and said, "Who said there is no genetic inheritance? I don't eat grapes either, and I feel sick to my stomach."

Song Rao was taken aback: "You don't eat grapes? When we went to the supermarket and I asked you what kind of fruit you eat, you said grapes."

Fu Sicheng: "That's because I know you like to eat."

Song Rao was taken aback.

I heard him say with a smile: "I thought the child likes to eat grapes as much as you do, but I didn't expect it to be all inherited from me."

Then he lowered his head and asked the little guy on his lap: "Junjun doesn't like grapes, why didn't you tell Dad?" No wonder the child only ate one for a long time, he thought the child had a small appetite.

The little guy pursed his lips: "Hey, Dad."

"Because Dad fed it, did Junjun eat it even if he didn't like it?"

The little guy smiled.

Fu Sicheng's heart warmed up, especially when he thought that it was only the first time the two met in the camp, and the child didn't like grapes so much, so he didn't refuse him.She couldn't help but picked up the child and kissed it. She really didn't dare to dream that she would have such a sensible son, and it would be Song Rao and him.

Fu Sicheng was allergic to her best egg noodles with tomatoes. The only fruit she liked, but Fu Sicheng felt nauseous after eating it.But how can there be so many people in this world who just happen to be compatible in all aspects, what life habits are different, and the three views are not compatible, it is just not enough love.

So what Fu Sicheng sacrificed was far more than just eating those things that made him allergic to nausea.He never said it.

Song Rao looked at Fu Sicheng who was playing with the child, with a hidden smile in his eyes, suddenly called him, and said, "I have something to ask you."

Fu Sicheng: "It just so happens that I also want to ask you something."

Song Rao looked at him: "Then you talk first."

Fu Sicheng put the child down, thought for a moment, and asked the confusion he had been having for many years: "Why are you afraid of me?"

Song Rao didn't understand: "I'm afraid of you? Why do you ask that?"

"I went to your house for the first time, and you saw me like a ghost. You didn't even dare to lift your head when you were eating."

"For many years, I have never understood why you are afraid of me. Did I inadvertently do something to scare you? Or did you misunderstand me because of external factors?"

(End of this chapter)