Chapter 451: Just go to Fengjia and see. (2/2)

”Fifteen, why don't you eat it? Isn't it appetizing? The righteous father changed the kitchen and made it again.”

Hetun's love for Xiaoshi is not only manifested in the closeness and companionship on weekdays, it seems that he has penetrated into the daily details of life. When the little guy eats, drinks, and sleeps, he will pay attention.

”Nuo Nuo, this Dongpo meat is delicious, you taste it. It's not worse than that in Peteburg.”

Xue Luo really didn't want to let the innocent chefs work hard to do it again because of her son's lack of appetite.

The little boy barely opened his mouth and bit a small mouth.

Afraid of the little guy's greasy mouth, Xue Luo fed another chopstick rice.

”Mum, you can eat it. Nono can eat it by himself.”

The little guy didn't want to worry about Mommy Xue Luo, so he picked up the small bowl and spoon and ate it himself.

Whatever he adds to him, the little one eats.

Suddenly, there is no such thing as Aojiao's choice and scramble.

For some reason, it may have been infected by the little boy's unhappy and appetite expression, and Hetun's dinner was also boring.

”Fifteen, don't eat it if you don't want to eat it. Accompany your father to go for a drive.”

In Shencheng, you can't ride a horse; you can only use a metal tin shell instead of riding.

As he said, Hetun had stretched out his iron arms and picked up the small fifteen, walking towards the door of the villa.

”Be careful on the road.”

Xue Luo knew that he could not stop Hetun. Rather than say a bunch of nonsense that is not working, it is better to remain silent.

After hearing the sound of the engine of the car leaving, Xue Luo immediately put down the chopsticks and went to Xing Twelve.

It's a pity that the whole villa has been searched over and found no trace of Xing Twelve.

Here, just like Pittsburgh, Xue Luo still has no communication equipment to communicate with the outside world.

After waiting for over an hour, Xue Luo waited for Xing Shier to return to the villa.

Xing Twelve came back for dinner. By the way look at the little fifteen.

Xue Luo didn't ask in a hurry, but helped the chef carry the reheated meals.

In Xue Luo's eyes, Xing Shiliang is a big brother who cares about his son Lin Nuo. She had hardly ever linked Xing Shiliang to the murderous executioner.

”What about fifteen?”

Xing Shiliang asked as he ate.

”Brought out by your righteous father for a ride.”

Xueluo answered Xing Shier's question.

”By the way, where did you take fifteen today? The little things have been sullen and annoyed your righteous father.”

Xue Luo's questioning style has always been gentle and soft. Does not cause people to resist and do not want to answer.

”Is it just unhappy?”

Xing Shiliang seemed to froze for a moment, ”I thought you would cry when you saw a small thing! It is probably too long during the day, so no tears can cry at night!”

After saying this, Xing Shiliang seemed to realize that he seemed to have promised to keep small things secret!

”What? Nono cried for a long time during the day? He ... why did he cry?”

Snow fell nervous again.

Xing Twelve glanced at Lin Xueluo, who was extremely nervous, and said lightly:

”Did you know if you went to Fengjia for a look ?! You are now a free person and you can come and go here freely.”