Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Year, slowly like your latest chapter!"Yes, many, indeed many, so don't eat it later," Lausanne quickly interrupted and turned away.

Ting's mouth is slightly open every year, he hasn't finished talking yet.

"Uncle, I said I wanted to eat lobster. Don't blame Sang Sang," Yan Jin twitched his pants and explained in a small voice.

Annual average Ting rubbed his eyebrows, "I didn't know your identity just now. Now I want to come. You really should call my brother because I am your sister Sang Sang's husband."

Yan Jin's big black eyes are pretended to be ignorant and dazed, "but you just said that I should call your uncle according to age, I really don't understand."

The average Ting bent down and continued to explain his difficult opening. Little Apple suddenly came over and said Yan Jin in a domineering manner with a milky voice: "It's a rat (uncle), you, my brother..."

Although he was still young, he vaguely knew that if his father became his brother, he wouldn’t be taller than himself. How could he still recognize him as a younger brother?

He likes to be his brother.

The average annual Ting's silent eyes drifted towards his own son, and now he wants to shoot him out of the window.

...

It was almost seven o'clock, and the dinner was officially opened, and the dinner tonight was particularly rich.

There are braised chicken wings, finger ribs, spicy sliced ​​fish, and a pot of lobster.

Yan Jin's eyes were bright, "Sister Sang Sang, did you do these?"

"Well, eat it quickly," Lausanne peeled him a big lobster.

Yan Jin is full of praise. Although Sang Sang's cooking is still a bit far from Mo Liuxi, it is still much tastier than her parents. Sure enough, it is Mo Liuxi's sister, who is a foodie.

"Ma Ma, want..." Little Apple pushed the small bowl to ask for it, still anxious.

Lausanne helped him wash the lobster and feed it, and the little apple cried spicyly, but cried and said it was delicious, and he wanted to eat.

Nian Ting looked at the side and didn't want to admit that this was his own son, which was too embarrassing.

Sister Lan and Wu Butler were silently eating by the side. This season's lobster is fat and fat.

The average annual Ting shook his head helplessly, I really don't understand what kind of delicious this kind of thing is, but it is really delicious, and the fragrance makes the population tongue, and I want to try one.

But as soon as the chopsticks reached out, they were stopped by Lausanne.

She focused on him with a long and distressed gaze, "Her husband, don't eat it, this thing is not clean, it's too dirty, there are parasites in it, especially this one, heavy metals are particularly heavy, and you're not healthy after eating too much."

She said that she peeled a white flower shrimp and ate it.

Nian Junting: "..."

He found that there was no way to be a happy couple with her.

"It's okay, being a husband should be in trouble together with being a wife," he insisted on holding his chopsticks, and Lausanne stopped.

"Her husband, even if you fight my old life, I can't let your noble body touch these lobsters, it will stain you."

"I'm not afraid of being tarnished...," Ting averaged his teeth.

Little Apple looked at his dad, and then looked at the lobster in the bowl. It seemed that there was not much. He quickly pushed the lobster to the other side of the table, a place that his dad couldn't reach.

"..."

The average annual Ting suddenly felt tired.

"Her husband, let's eat vegetables," Lausanne said with emotion, who kept you so hypocritical.

The average Ting suddenly stopped taking care of them and bowed his head silently to eat his own.

He now feels so superfluous in this home.