Chapter 800: Selling cute is addictive (2/2)

Dinner is already set. Although Xue Luo would set up a table with the chef, it was no longer as low-key as the only one.

”Nuo Nuo is back? Hungry?”

Xue Luo squatted over and hugged his son who flew towards him cheerfully.

”Not hungry! I have eaten out with my dad!”

For his son's answer, Xue Luo didn't ask anything. She didn't want to and couldn't stop her son from enjoying his fatherly love.

”Fifteen, haven't you seen your righteous father?”

Seeing that the little guy didn't even glance at himself, Xing Shierzhuang was going to play intelligent-robot, and Hetun, who was his grandfather, was a little upset.

Not to be reconciled to being left out!

”The righteous father ... the fifteen best righteous father!”

This cute, the little guy is really addicted.

Small things in a good mood, see everyone selling cute. Just being held in by Xing Shiliang all the way, the little guy also rewarded him with a loud bar. On weekdays, little things are rarely so loved.

At dinner, Xue Luo no longer went to the kitchen to eat anything. Instead, he sat at the same table with Hetun for dinner.

Xueluo didn't want to have a high status in front of Hetun, but only to change her son's impression of her only Vino mother.

The dinner was very rich, almost both Xiaoshi Lin and Lin Xueluo loved to eat.

”Snow falls, don't make trouble with Alang anymore. Move back with Fifteen tomorrow.”

Hetun always contradicted himself: He wanted to leave Xueluo mother and son. In this way, you can not only kiss and kiss your own grandson, but also have a chance to see your own son!

But Hetun really felt sorry for his son Xing Lang: I felt that he was always guarding at the entrance of Repulse Bay, which made him feel bad.

”Who are you and me who eat you for a few days? Just drive us away?”

Xue Luo clamped a piece of broccoli and sent it to his son Lin Nuo's mouth; the little boy immediately turned away in disgust.

”Don't eat tonight with mommy! Don't sleep alone on the sofa and the floor!”

Green vegetables are always food that little guys refuse.

No need to ask, this dinner with his dad was definitely not a bite of green vegetables.

”Mummy, you are so fierce that you are not like Nono's kiss mom.”

Ao Jiao is useless to sell cute, Xue Luo still stuffed broccoli into the mouth of the little thing.

”The kitchen's P-shares are itchy again, and they always make this green stuff!”

”Mummy did it! You hit mommy!”

”...”

”Children don't like to eat, what do you have to force him to eat? You are afraid of imbalanced nutrition, just eat some balanced nutrition!

When He Xiaoluo was forced to feed the broccoli, which was the least favorite, Hetun couldn't stand it anymore.

On weekdays, Xue Luo would carefully tell a bunch of truths with Hetun, but Xue Luo was too lazy to talk tonight.

”Children Lin Nuo, it's useless to persuade! These three broccoli, you have to eat if you don't! You are born to me, I can't care about you ?!”

Xue Luo rolled up his sleeves and forced the last broccoli into his son's mouth.

In fact, the snowfall can be changed to a more gentle and kind way, but the snowfall tonight seems to be intentionally shown to Hetun.

”Xue Luo, fifteen or a five-year-old child, do you need to be so horizontal?”

He Tun lowered his chopsticks a bit louder. The resolute face sank a bit.

”When our mother and son were locked up in an abandoned mushroom cultivation room of less than ten square meters, iron chains were locked on their ankles, eating and drinking Lasa all together, and they were not as good as a dog ... why didn't anyone see me Have we asked our mother and son? ”

Xue Luo didn't want to cry, but he couldn't hold back.