Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Seeing that Lian Chenyue's hair stood up and his face was a little black, she immediately asked curiously: "Uncle, didn't you take a shower? It's so burnt."

After she said that, Lian Chenyue also smelled a burnt smell.

"It's okay, I'll go back and take a shower." Lian Chenyue said.

Feeling the burning on his skin, he still didn't say anything, and walked away with big strides. Wen Shui followed him, as if he was afraid that something would happen to him.

Zhuo Qi stood there and watched him leave.

"Why did you think of giving Xiao Liu a drink? Is he crazy?" Zhuo Qi thought about it and felt that it was too dangerous.

Yao Rong stood there and reminded him, "Take good care of Xiao Bao, don't let him learn to ask Xiao Liu to drink. If he is struck by lightning, see how he cries."

"Even if he is struck by lightning, I think he will be happy." Zhuo Qi said.

There is no discrimination against Xiao Yichu because of her special ability. In fact, they all like her, but she seems to only regard Mo Shuannan as a friend.

"Pfft, your son is amazing." Yao Rong said jokingly.

Thinking that Xiaobao was going to sell his parents to make some "money", she felt that this child was very promising.

"I heard that Lian Ruoqing went on a trip alone, and Gu Chengdong now contracted a train to chase her. The couple didn't even want their daughter. If Xiaobao didn't want the arranged marriage before."

"Why not kidnap his daughter?" Zhuo Qi asked.

Yao Rong's face immediately darkened and said, "Do you think your son is so good? You can find a woman if you want? Zhuo Qi, I don't think you are reliable."

Zhuo Qi didn't dare to say anything when she named him.

Thinking of Lian Ruoqing's precedent, she was afraid that Yao Rong would be led astray, and run away from home for nothing, and take a train to travel around the world. What should she do?

"Does not speaking mean tacit consent?" Yao Rong asked.

It's wrong to say it, and it's wrong not to say it.

Zhuo Qi immediately approached her affectionately, but saw her turn around and leave, while talking on the phone, saying, "Oh, I see."

"Dad." Xiaobao saw him being ignored, ran out from the dark, and whispered to him, "Sleep with me tonight, Mom is busy."

He had the illusion that he was stabbed by his son, and threw him away.

"Dad." He immediately turned around and hugged Zhuo Qi's legs, wrapping him around.

Zhuo Qi looked up and saw that Yao Rong's figure had disappeared. He was very depressed. When he felt that his son was doing it on purpose, he regretted giving birth to him.

"When will you be sensible? Haven't you learned anything good from following Xiao Yijue?" Zhuo Qi asked coldly.

Xiaobao immediately lowered his head, let go of his legs, turned around and left.

Leaving Zhuo Qi standing here alone, messy in the wind.

"I know." Xiaobao said, murmuring, "Could it be hereditary?"

"Fuck, say it again." Zhuo Qi was so angry that he lost his temper. He found that he was mad at his own son.

Zhuo Qi strode away to see how Lian Chenyue was doing. He found Xiao Mohan was there, and Xiao Yijue was silently peeling apples and cutting them carefully.

"Dad." After Xiao Yijue finished cutting, he handed them to Xiao Mohan and Lian Chenyue, and even inserted toothpicks.

After doing everything, he wiped his hands clumsily with a tissue and threw them into the trash can silently.

Zhuo Qi took in everything. The more he looked, the more he liked Xiao Yijue. If possible, he would rather replace Xiao Yijue with his son than Xiaobao.

Xiaobao was cute, but too ignorant. He could make him almost have high blood pressure for no reason. He was afraid that he would be angry to death in two years.