Xiaobao kindly explained, "When I put the white seasoning, I remember I said that I want to put salt. If you put sugar yourself, I thought Uncle Yan has a special taste and likes it. Eating fried white sugar rice. After my mother reminded me, I realized that Uncle Yan was so low energy that he couldn’t tell what sugar was and what salt was."

He would not admit to intentionally Yin Uncle, that is not what a good boy would do.

Cheng Yingxuan also cooperated with his son to give Yan Shiting an incurable look, "You are not even as good as a four-year-old child."

"..." Yan Shiting's face was darker and stinkier than carbon. Looking at the mother and son who smiled brightly across from each other, they were really cheap and sold well, but inexplicably not very angry.

He picked up the spoon and slowly ate Cheng Yingxuan's egg fried rice to show vent.

Xiaobao was dissatisfied, "Uncle Yan, that was fried for my mother. I said I wouldn't cook your dinner."

"Anyway, your mother has no food, you will take care of her." Yan Shiting is not worried at all.

"You know me about this." Cheng Xiaobao pushed his own plate of fried rice in front of Cheng Yingxuan and jumped off the ground. "Mother eats first, and I will fry another plate."

After the little guy's figure slipped into the kitchen, Yan Shiting's eyes fell on the face of Cheng Yingxuan sitting across the table, "Cheng Yingxuan, how did your son teach it?"

She shrugged and took a sip of the milk on the table. "In fact, I didn't teach much at all, born."

"It's not that bad to see you. Xiaobao's dad must be a very sinister and abominable man!" Yan Shiting almost broke his teeth.

Cheng Yingxuan really wanted to laugh, staring at Yan Shiting's face, it was really sinister, hateful and bad. "More than that, he is also very domineering and savage. He likes to play strong Jian's play."

Yan Shiting was very satisfied. "You can think of it that way, such a **** man, you have to forget him immediately."

"Actually, I also want to forget him, but he always appears..." She looked at the black-faced **** across from her angrily, and said that she leaked, and immediately took it, "He always appears in my dreams. "It's impossible.

"You're not saying you don't love other men!" He was really angry.

"Don't love has nothing to do with dreaming." She elegantly enjoyed the lunch.

The man opposite raised his eyebrows suddenly, "Cheng Yingxuan, you said that the man loves to play qiang rape, should Cheng Xiaobao force him..." The more you think, the more possible, "So because of his rape, you often do evil dream?"

Cheng Yingxuan gave him a thumbs-up, he just thought he was right, she snorted, "Mr. Yan is really imaginative, you should not start a company, you should go to write novels."

"Boring." What is the novel, and how interested is he. He frowned, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Everyone else has burped. I won't answer. What's the use?"

"If he dares to force you, even if he is dead, I will drag out the whip!"

"What if I force him?" she asked back.

"..." He glanced at her coldly, and looked at her carefully, "You shouldn't do that kind of thing?"

"Of course." She was naturally splendidly smiling when he was afraid of seeing something. "I made a joke with you, Mr. Yan. Xiaobao was born and owned in my expectation. No matter what outsiders say, no matter how unmarried children are born, How much pressure, Xiaobao is my only relative. And Xiaobao's father..."