Chapter 147

Awfully make complaints about the heart, put the mobile phone on the table, put up one arm, elbow on the table, palm on the palm of the hand, depressed look at the opposite to eat the happy little guy.

Looking at his mouth stained with colorful ice cream, he frowned.

Both hands are dirty.

Still holding the spoon tightly, he was digging the strawberry ball in the middle. He didn't stop until the spoon was full.

"Strawberry is the best."

The little fish stared at the ice cream in the spoon, shrunken his neck and smiled several times. He also licked his lips.

Thinking deeply: "..."

Is it so delicious?

In silence, the little guy on the opposite side suddenly climbed up to the chair, then climbed up to the table, stretched out his little arm, and sent the scoop of ice cream to his thoughtful mouth, "Uncle Gu will give you something to eat."

The sudden move of the little guy made me a little surprised.

He didn't expect that he would give him the food he coveted. He really liked strawberry ice cream just like that.

All the children he saw were very domineering, especially food protectors, and those he liked. He would not take the initiative to share with those who were not close to him, including when he was a child.

For a moment, he had the idea of opening his mouth.

Can see the little guy's dirty little hand, he immediately sober up, the body of disgusted back, "I don't eat, you eat it yourself."

"Oh."

Rejected, the little guy is a little lost, cocked his little mouth, climbed down the table, sat back in his position, and put all that scoop of ice cream into his mouth.

Thinking deeply about the fish's appearance, he was afraid that he would forget the terms they had agreed before. He stretched his neck close to him and said in a low voice, "son of a bitch, we have agreed that after eating this ice cream, we can't talk about urination any more."

The little fish nodded hard. "Mommy said that a man would have to say everything. The little fish knows."

Although his voice is immature and his appearance is naive, his small eyes and the way he speaks are inexplicably convinced by his consideration.

"I've finally taught you something normal."

Think deeply and curl your mouth, watching the little fish mutter in a low voice, no more talking.

He didn't want to wait for Lin Xiaoyu to pick up the taste, so he bought all the tastes again. At his request, every ball was not big.

But the little guy can't eat all by himself. The ice cream melts slowly. When Lin Xiaoyu eats, he drips a lot on his clothes and looks all over his face.

When passers-by saw him, they couldn't help saying, "this child's mouth is like that, and his father won't wipe it."

"I guess it's a father who doesn't take children at ordinary times. Look at this kid's mouth. His clothes can't be washed out by dripping."

Two old ladies, about 60, passed by their desks and saw Lin Xiaoyu. They stopped to accuse her of thinking deeply.

I turned my head and gave them a look of disgust. I thought about being scolded by the old lady at the airport last time.

He didn't understand why the old lady is so nosy now.

"Wipe the fish."

Thinking about deep is depressed, Lin Xiaoyu suddenly took a paper towel and handed it to him, let him wipe his mouth.

He frowned and coldly refused, "wipe yourself."

I really think of him as his father.

He and Lin yishallow's children haven't enjoyed the treatment yet.

"Hum, the little fish is angry."

Once again rejected, Lin Xiaoyu put down the paper, the spoon in the other hand also put down, pursed his mouth and eyes red.

Black and bright eyes gradually covered with a layer of water mist.

(fish: No, we need to care about the millet, kiss, hold high, wipe your mouth to forgive you.)