Chapter 570

"I'm not talking about your mommy song. I'm talking about other beautiful aunts."

"Mommy song is beautiful, too!" Xiaobaozi looks at baozi's face. It seems that he is not happy.

“……” Xinyue to speechless, "I said is in addition to your mother song's aunt to rob your father than, do you want to start action, help your mother song to rob your father than back."

Why does she think it's so hard to talk!

"Daddy is mine. Why do you want to help Mommy song It's for him to rob himself.

“……” Don't you think this little guy is smart? How can Xin Yue not only feel this way, but also feel that he is very abrasive? Well, there must be obstacles in communicating with a three-year-old, otherwise she will be three years old?

"Well, we're going to help you get daddy back now. What do you think?" Xin Yue simply said the direct point, the province of detours, strange tired.

Xiaobaozi caught a piece of salmon and put it in his mouth. While eating, he nodded, "I think it's pretty good."

"Just not bad?" Shouldn't it be very good?

However, the words under xiaobaozi make Xinyue want to cry.

"Anyway, I have uncle su. I think uncle Su is a good father for me. Godmother, you don't know. Uncle Su is very kind. He is good to my mother song and good to me

He was like a little adult, eating while talking to Xin Yue.

Xinyue will doubt it again. Is this steamed stuffed bun really a fart kid who hasn't reached the age of three? However, it's just like a little adult.

Xinyue looked at the kitchen, then approached xiaobaozi and asked him in a low voice, "then you tell Ganma how he is good to your mother song, and how he is good to you."

"He will pick up mother song from work, teach her to cook, help her with the housework, and..."

"Come on, come on, what did he do to you?" Xinyue can't listen any more. She's afraid that she will be jealous for Jida boss.

"He'll buy me lollipops." The steamed stuffed bun is quite ostentatious.

“…… That's it? " Do you want to be so satisfied?

Xiaobaozi nodded heavily, "you don't know, Mommy song would never buy me a lollipop to eat. It's really mean, very mean."

When xiaobaozi talks, he uses his thumb and forefinger to draw a very small distance, which indicates the stinginess of songmami.

Xin Yue was amused by him. However, he soon returned to the point, "OK, uncle Su's idea, you'd better stop fighting. I tell you, if you can get your father back, I promise to supply you All the lollipops before 18. "

Xin Yue made a bold promise to him.

"Really?" Xiaobaozi's big black eyes are shining.

"The godmother definitely does what she says." Xin Yue raised her hand to promise.

“OK！” Little baozi's fleshy hand patted her in the palm of her hand.

High five is about!

Song Qingcheng looked at the two of them, you say a word I a word, there is no way, "Xinyue, you don't tease him, he will take it seriously."

"Who said I teased him?" Xin Yue said to herself, "I'm serious, very serious."

Song Qingcheng knows that her son has been fooled by Xin Yue, and this topic can't continue. Just at this time, Su Yu also brought out the last two dishes and added a steak.

"Su Yu, don't be busy. Sit down and eat." Song Qingcheng pulls a chair for him.

"It's all done." Su Yu sat down on the chair.

"Hard work, chef su." Xin Yue continues the same sentence.

"You're welcome." Su Yu is really sorry. I always think her words are a little strange.

"Eat it, it's going to be cold." Song Qingcheng interrupts and brings Su Yu a crab leg and a shrimp.

"You eat more, too. I don't know what flavor you like, so I made a little more."

"It's very good. It's more delicious than any hotel." Xinyue quickly answered, but did not forget to arrive at the right side of the small bun, "trouble, you say it?"

"Yes, delicious." The steamed stuffed buns work well.

……

After that, xiaobaozi and Xinyue were very good. Xinyue peeled a lot of shrimp and crab meat for him, and made xiaobaozi happy to please Xinyue.

Song Qingcheng seriously thinks that other people are a mother and son.

"Song, please!" Song Qingcheng suddenly called people.

"Here it is Baozi raised his hand.

"Come here!"

Absolutely an order.

"I'm still eating." The bun sat still.

"Come and eat with mommy song. You've been pestering the godmother like this. The godmother has no food for herself, and the little brother and little sister in her stomach will cry hungry. Do you know? "

"Eh?" Small steamed stuffed bun seems to believe, and then look at the godmother, "godmother, is it really like this? Will your little brother and little sister cry hungry? "“…… If they don't know, they will be hungry in the future. If it's not healthy, I can't play with you. " Referring to the children in her stomach, Xinyue's voice became soft several times.

Hearing this, xiaobaozi slipped from the chair and ran to the chair next to song Qingcheng. He is still waiting for his little brother and little sister to make a snowman with him, but we can't make them unhealthy.

Song Qingcheng and Xin Yue are amused by his quick action.

……

The meal didn't finish until nine o'clock. Finally, I ate almost all the dishes on the table. Because they are all seafood, I'm afraid they will go bad overnight. It's a waste.

Song Qingcheng takes Su Yu and Xin Yue down, and they are willing to let them go only after they have almost eaten.

However, Xin Yue was first urged away by her barrister. Song Qingcheng didn't trust her, so she took her to the elevator.

"Qing Cheng, why didn't Su Yu leave?" As soon as Xin Yue came out of the door, she was in a hurry to ask her.

Worried about being heard, song Qingcheng pushed her out for a few steps. "They've never eaten before. Besides, he has to finish all the food on the table before he can leave

"Don't you change direction and create opportunities for others to stay?" Xin Yue muttered.

"When did I give him a chance to stay?" Song Qingcheng was really wronged to death.

"If they can't finish eating, they can stay for granted."

“…… Do you think people have as much heart as you It really convinced her.

"I don't have a lot of heart. It's the logic of normal people." Anyway, Xin Yue thinks so.

"Well, he's not that kind of person." Song Qingcheng has known Su Yu for more than two years, and he doesn't know anything about it. If Su Yu was such an unreliable or funny person, she would not have been so close to him.