Chapter 1481

"Yes, a lot, indeed a lot, so don't eat it later," Lausanne quickly interrupted him and turned away.

Every year, his mouth is slightly open. He hasn't finished yet.

"Uncle, I said I want to eat lobster. Don't blame sister Sang Sang," Yan Jin pulled his pants and explained in a low voice.

"I didn't know your identity just now. Now I want to come, you should call my brother more appropriate, because I am your husband of sister Sang Sang."

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

Annual Ting bent down, hard to continue to explain the mouth, the apple suddenly came over, took Yan Jin's hand, and said, "it's called rat (uncle), you, my brother..."

Although he was still young, he vaguely knew that if his father became his brother, his seniority would not be higher than his own. How could he regard him as a younger brother.

He likes to be a brother.

Annual average Ting's silent eyes drift to his own son, and now he wants to shoot him out of the window.

……

It's almost seven o'clock, and dinner is very rich tonight.

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

Yan Jin's eyes lit up, "sister Sangsang, are you doing all these?"

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

Yan Jin was full of praise for her food. Although sister Sang Sang's cooking skills were still a little far away from molucci's, she was still much better than her parents. She was worthy of being molucci's sister, and they were all food.

"Ma Ma, I want to The little apple pushed the small bowl to ask for it, but he was still in a hurry.

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

It's a shame that he didn't want to admit that he was his son.

Sister LAN and housekeeper Wu are eating in silence. The lobster in this season is fat and big.

He shook his head helplessly. I don't know what kind of food is delicious. But it's really delicious. It's delicious. I'd like to try one too.

But as soon as the chopsticks reached out, Lausanne stopped them.

She looked at him with earnest and heartbreaking eyes, "husband, don't eat it. It's not clean, it's too dirty. It's full of parasites, especially this one. Heavy metals are very heavy. You can't get well after eating too much."

She said that she peeled a white shrimp to eat.

The annual average is as follows:

He found it difficult to be a happy couple with her.

"It doesn't matter, to be a husband and to be a wife should be in common," he insisted, stretching out his chopsticks to clip, Lausanne obstinately stopped.

"Husband, even if I fight this old life, I can't let your noble body touch these lobsters, which will defile you."

"I'm not afraid to be defiled Every year he gnaws his teeth.

Little apple looked at his father, 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 out of his father's reach.

“……”

Every year, I feel that my heart has never been tired.

"Honey, eat vegetables," said Lausanne, affectionately.

Every year, he stopped paying attention to them and ate his own in silence.

He feels like he's too much at home now.

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