It's best to let him get out immediately and change to a milder future stepfather.

"..." Cheng Yingxuan sat beside him, but he didn't dare to put one fart away, looking at Yan Shiting's angry face, a dark face.

"And..." Xiaobao poked his hard forefinger with his little index finger, "Uncle Yan, who told you that my dad died miserably? My dad died happily!"

Yan Shiting was really jealous. "Your father's ghost in heaven, if you know that you have such a son, you might have to go to hell."

"Nonsense!" Xiao Bao jumped to the ground, and Shui Gulu's eyes glared at him in flames. "It would be a joy to rise to heaven from hell!"

His father, his father... repeatedly reminded that Cheng Yingxuan had a wild seed. Yan Shiting coldly opened his face. When he didn’t know that Xiaobao was Cheng Yingxuan’s son, he originally wanted to deal with this cub. After knowing that he had seen the little guy, he was inexplicable and reluctant. Now!

"Where's your dad's grave?" Yan Shiting suddenly changed the subject, and the tone was cold and bit soft again.

Cheng Xiaobao couldn't help but shudder, "Uncle Yan, wouldn't you want to dig my dad's grave?"

His face was as hard as iron, and he said nothing in silence.

Xiaobao knew that he was right. The little guy's hair was almost upright, and he said arrogantly, "You don't think about it. I tell you, even if you are angry, you can't find my father's grave."

Yan Shiting was blocked in the chest with a sigh of relief, and the entire chest seemed to be frozen. The resolute and cold face seemed to be very angry, "Cheng Xiaobao!"

Xiao Bao was frightened by the sound of the soul-pumping sound from hell. He was afraid that he would beat the others, frightened to escape, and afraid of losing the face of the little man too much.

So, his exquisite small face showed a bright smile, and the small face with red powder in the white lined with the bright smile was particularly sunny and lovely, "Uncle Yan, are you going to use violence to hit children in the face of my mother? This is bad for your image. Make sure you don’t do it. My mother will cut you. Do you believe it?"

When Yan Shiting was reminded by him, he calmed down and looked sideways at Cheng Yingxuan, who was sitting on the sofa.

She nodded and of course stood by her son. "You are qualified to talk about scores here, not only to meet the conditions my son said. I personally add one more, the man with me, the most concise, I really love Cheng Xiaobao."

Glancing at his cold, stiff face, "I want to beat my son, obviously you are not."

"..." He was speechless for a moment. In fact, he hates Cheng Xiaobao as a cub, but he can't say it...I don't hate it, I even like it?

Only now, he couldn't hold his face.

"Okay. Mr. Yan will go on a blind date tomorrow, don't go to bed too late." Cheng Yingxuan stood up and advanced into the room, took a set of pajamas, and went to the bathroom in the bedroom to take a shower.

In the living room, the two people who were diametrically opposed were also quiet.

Cheng Xiaobao asked with a cold face, "Uncle Yan, are you really going to blind date tomorrow?"

He nodded, "I already told your mother, at six tomorrow night."

"Huh." The little guy said angrily, "You are not dedicated, you are not dedicated, and you want to chase my mom. When you are the only one in the world who is suitable for my mom? Directly reduce you to zero points . I'll go find a stepdad again!"