Chapter 722

As Yun Tianyou said, he used a knife to cut down the apple skin layer by layer, then cut the flesh into small pieces, fork up a piece with a fork, and deliver it to her mouth: "come on, Mommy ~ ~"

"ah Wu."

Cloud poetry will bite the apple into the mouth, sweet juice overflowing, full of teeth.

"How sweet."

"Well! Of course, it's sweet. You chose all these things yourself! " Yun Tianyou chuckles and is very proud of his face.

"Smart!" Cloud poetry can't help chuckling.

"Is Mommy hungry? You you bought a lot of food for you, including your favorite milk yellow bag, Taro Milk Cake, mung bean cake... "

You you put things on the table like a "good wife and good mother".

How can a bosom mother be a son!

Knowing that her eyes will turn green when she is hungry, and choosing her favorite taste in every way, yunshishi looks at her precious son with great emotion, and feels that at this moment, he seems to exude holy brilliance!

When yuntianyou looks up, he sees that the eyes of yunshishi are like prayer.

……

"Mommy, why are you looking at me like you are looking at the Virgin Mary..." You make complaints about it silently.

"You you, mommy loves you so much!"

"Mommy, what you love is milk yellow bag and sweet potato milk cake..." You can make complaints about it again.

“…… You you, people are difficult! Don't break Mommy down! "

Youyou falls down the corner of his eyes wrongly: "youyou is so sad, mommy loves the milk yellow bag more than youyou!"

The lips and corners of Yunshi's poems were drawn fiercely.

What is the realm of jealousy.

No matter what, even food, can be jealous.

The best realm.

"You you are easy to be jealous!"

"Who let mommy you be the first in your heart?" Youyou hums and smiles softly and indulgently.

He then unpacked the package of the milk yellow package, cut the bread into exquisite blocks with a knife, and fed it into yunshishi's mouth one by one.

Yunshi's poems are so touched that his heart will melt.

This is the ultimate happiness!

All of a sudden, Yun's poems are full of emotion, and all of them yearn for the way: "Youyou, don't marry your daughter-in-law in the future, raise mommy for a lifetime!"

Cloud Tianyou gently droops eyes, the corner of the mouth outlines a doting arc, light way: "good."

Yun Shishi chuckles and immediately says, "Mommy is joking. You can't be serious!"

"You you are serious." Yun Tianyou's hands are still moving. Insert the straw into the milk bottle, lift your eyes, and look at her tenderly. "You will keep mommy for the rest of your life."

“……” Cloud poetry was stunned, for a moment did not respond.

She always knew how much youyou depended on her, but unexpectedly, the extent of his dependence on himself was so deep.

"No way?"

When youyou saw her face was shocked, he chuckled, "Mommy, you should be happy. You have a handsome and handsome son to support you all your life."

"But you will have girls you like later." Yunshishi decided to enlighten him.

"There won't be."

“……”

Yuntianyou's little hand gently fiddled with the straw and raised his eyebrow. "I said that mommy's position in youyou's heart can't be replaced by anyone."

Cloud poetry frowns, but then she purses her lips.

The child is still young. She is the one he depends on the most.

But not necessarily when you grow up.

Are you a kid? Are you still awake?

After all, love is too early for you you to understand.