Gu Nuo'er leaned against Ye Siming's arms with peace of mind.

He fed the little guy porridge one by one.

With Gu Nuo'er's temper just now, Lian Ji no longer dared to make trouble.

Now eat honestly, without saying a word.

Wen Fuling winked at Wen Zheng several times.

Hope he can say a few words for Renji.

However, Wen Zheng had never eaten such a good meal.

At the moment, I'm immersed in cooking, and I don't care if my grandson is wronged.

Wen Fuling was speechless, and the soft color on her face became stiff.

Mrs. Bai saw everything in her eyes and couldn't help but laugh.

It seems that the little princess is young and powerful.

Just when she was overwhelmed with emotion, a few red shrimp with their shells peeled off were placed in the bowl.

Madam Bai was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to meet Bai Yi's grinning face.

He whispered: "Madam, Si Ming is so good at taking care of people, I always feel that he is not as good as him. There are some things that I have to learn from this stinky boy."

Madam Bai snorted: "You are not as sensible as Siming!"

Having said that, she still finished eating the shrimp, feeling quite sweet in her heart.

Wen Fuling watched secretly, feeling only jealous.

Why is Wenff's life so much better than hers?

It was clear that Wen Fu was the one who was kicked out of the house at a young age.

Originally thought she would be helpless, and even freeze to death on the street.

Who knows, she was lucky enough to be adopted by the master in the martial arts hall!

When Mrs. Bai was twelve or thirteen years old, she met Bai Yi.

When they were adults, the two got married. Bai Yi kept himself clean, had no bad habits, and did not take concubines. All his love was given to his wife alone.

In the past few years, Wen Fuling has often urged Wen Zheng to ask for money.

Unexpectedly, Bai Yi protected his wife very well, and Madam Bai ignored her former father and sister.

It was not until Wen Fuling's husband passed away that she felt that the opportunity had come.

It is expected that Bai Yi is a martial artist, and Madam Bai is very carefree, and she must not understand the matter of mixing oil with honey in the bed.

Wen Fuling is very confident that as long as she is given a chance, she will surely succeed!

She calmed down and looked at Gu Nuo'er who was leaning against Ye Siming's arms.

Thinking of how arrogant she was to her son just now, Wen Fuling couldn't help cursing this little princess in her heart.

How could Gu Nuoer not know?

She was astute and had already guessed it.

So, the little guy pouted, and silently recited the names of all kinds of immortal grandfathers——

How she cursed the nest, how to make her son unlucky.

You scold me, you suffer, you are just a little turtle, hum!

Just at this moment, Ye Siming used chopsticks to divide a glutinous rice ball into four pieces.

He handed a small piece to Gu Nuo'er's lips and lowered his head, as if kissing the top of her hair.

"After eating this, are you still eating?"

Ye Siming's other hand caressed Gu Nuo'er's belly.

He couldn't help but chuckle, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's been made into a hill."

Gu Nuo'er took a bite of the glutinous rice ball, raised her head and said in a milky voice: "Brother Siming, then you have to blame Aunt Bai for making the rice so delicious!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Yi and his wife laughed out loud.

Wen Fuling looked at the liveliness on their side, which contrasted with the neglect here.

She bit her lip and gave Lian Ji a piece of glutinous rice balls.

Wen Fuling thought to herself, Little Princess, just eat it, if she choked to death, it would be God's eyes!

Lian Ji couldn't wait to put the ball into his mouth.

Just as he was about to chew, he suddenly got stuck in his throat.

His face also turned red!

Even Ji kept slapping his heart and couldn't make a sound!

He kicked the bowl and chopsticks in front of him, but Wen Fuling was terrified!

"Son, what's wrong with you, don't scare mother!"