Chapter 943

With the food, Xiaoyu is in a good mood. Song Changwen pulls aunt Zhou away, and then frowns and whispers, "they return..."

What she said ended at the point, and what followed was hard to say.

Aunt Zhou knew what she was going to ask, smiled and nodded, "yes, it's still in the hotel."

The old man finished with his hand over his mouth and smiled very vaguely.

Song Changwen frowned a little incredulously. "It's been two days and two nights. Did you go somewhere secretly?"

Aunt Zhou shook her head. "No, Jiajia called and said that the reporters who were after her were still waiting outside the hotel. They didn't see Shen and Xiaoyi coming out."

Song Changwen frowned even higher, "nonsense!"

She realized that her voice was louder, so she took a quick look at the little fish. When she saw that the little fish didn't pay attention, she was relieved.

Think about it and sigh, "forget it, I can't control it."

She can manage quarrels and fights, but how can she manage this kind of thing?

Her only worry is about her son's body, "young and mischievous, you should pay attention to his body, strengthen nutrition to them all the time."

Aunt Zhou smiled and nodded, "I know that the wild turtle I bought this morning has been stewed well, and I will let Butler Wu deliver it in the evening."

Her happy voice grew up involuntarily.

Song Changwen is worried that the little fish hears it, and scolds him in a low voice. "You keep your voice down, where is the child?"

"Well."

Aunt Zhou hurriedly put away the ambiguous smile and became serious.

Song Changwen came close to her again, and her voice was lower. "Stew is light, don't make it up too much."

I really broke my heart.

Now young people don't know how to control.

Aunt Zhou nodded, "I understand."

The two whispered, not noticing that the fish was near.

"Why do you want to eat turtle? Do you want to eat me?"

Lin Xiaoyu just heard the turtle stew. He looked up at Song Changwen and aunt Zhou with his small face and mouth full of discontent.

Chubby little hand is also holding a half eaten Hami melon.

Song Changwen frowned and pointed to Aunt Zhou.

Aunt Zhou said she was innocent.

Then he bent over to get closer to the fish, laughing and coaxing him, "how could we eat you?"

The little fish frowned and groaned, "Mommy says I'm a little turtle. Daddy is a son of a bitch. I'm a son of a son of a bitch."

Song Changwen: "..."

How she felt scolded.

"Don't talk nonsense, the little fish is a handsome boy, not a turtle." Aunt Zhou frowned and corrected the fish seriously. Then she raised her hand and touched him on his head. "Little fish, go to eat fruit. I'll make you something better."

In the past, what she ate at home could easily distract the little guy's attention, but this time she failed.

Little fish is not moved, still frowning at Aunt Zhou warning her, "you can't eat turtle."

After the warning, he also put his hands on his hips, full of momentum.

They must not be allowed to eat his kind.

Aunt Zhou didn't bother to argue with him. She nodded perfunctorily. "I see."

Simple Lin Xiaoyu believed her so much. She turned around and went back to eat fruit.

Looking at his fat little back, aunt Zhou suddenly said, "a child is too lonely. Every day, except watching TV, he is reading books."

She took back her eyes, looked at Song Changwen again, and said with a smile, "I don't know if there will be any movement in her stomach this time."

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