Dangerous relationship: Mrs. Yan, you are married!

Qin Nanshu was really hungry.

A chicken leg quickly gnawed into a chicken bone.

Chicken bones were thrown on the table, making a clinking sound.

He was still chewing cartilage in his mouth, crunchy, tender, crunchy.

His mouth was covered with oil.

Delicious chicken legs, delicious chicken legs.

He still wants to eat another one.

But when the arm stretched out and the top of the chopsticks caught on the chicken leg, he suddenly found that neither his father nor Xiao Wanwan had moved the chopsticks.

And his face is dignified, as if he has something on his mind.

Qin Nanshu looked left and right, observed his father for a while, and then looked at Xiao Wanwan beside him.

Qin Zhiyu is purely cold.

Xiao Wanwan is pure indifference.

What a show of indifference.

Qin Nanshu understood instantly.

It must be his father who made Xiao Wanwan angry.

He put down his chopsticks, stuck his waist, and said earnestly: "Dad, can you be more mature, why do you always make Xiao Wanwan angry.

"The cold air was broken by Qin Nanshu's untimely words.

The corner of Qin Zhiyu's mouth twitched, and his face became even colder.

"You are not allowed to talk while eating.

"Qin Nanshu pouted and grabbed Chi Wanyin's hand, regardless of whether there were oil stains on his hands: "Xiao Wanwan, don't worry about my father, he is just a bad old man, and what he said must not be pleasant.

Qin Zhiyu glanced at Qin Nanshu: "I haven't said a word yet, so why don't you listen to me?" Qin Nanshu snorted twice, licked his fingers, and then used chopsticks to pick up the chicken leg, but this chicken leg was not as obedient as the one just now.

He poked left and right but failed to poke one. When no one was paying attention, he simply started and put the plate in front of Chi Wanyin.

He said: "The chicken drumsticks are delicious, you can eat one too, and you will definitely feel better after eating.

"Qin Zhiyu frowned.

Qin Nanshu acted as if nothing had happened, and continued to pick it up with his chopsticks.

There were only two chicken legs, he ate one, and the rest must be Xiaowanwan's.

His dad can't eat it.

Chi Wanyin accepted Qin Nanshu's kindness and ate chicken legs.

The taste of the drumsticks is good, rich and sweet.

But in her mouth, there was no taste.

For a person who has no appetite, even if it is a full banquet, it may be difficult to mobilize her desire for food.

When Qin Zhi saw Chi Wanyin eating with his chopsticks, he didn't pursue his son's matter.

But the child was restless eating, and the chopsticks were knocking loudly in the bowl.

Qin Zhiyu was very annoying.

Qin Nanshu didn't know it.

Beating the bowls and chopsticks, I still feel very rhythmic, and even hummed along with this little tune, the nursery rhymes taught by the teachers in the school.

"Two little dolls, you are on the phone, hey, hey, hey, where are you, hey, hey, I'm in kindergarten..." Qin Zhiyu frowned: "You are already six years old, why are you still in kindergarten?" Qin Nan Shu was used to his father's ignorance, and said with disdain: "Because I was born in the second half of the year, I have to wait until I am seven years old to enter the first grade. If you have any opinions, you can also help me enter elementary school earlier. Anyway, I've had enough of those silly girls in kindergarten.

"He, Qin Zhiyu, is super invincible and smart, and it's embarrassing to go to school with a group of girls who only follow behind him every day.

Chi Wanyin was stunned, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and took a paper towel aside to wipe off the chicken leg sauce stained on the corner of her mouth.

She asked softly: "Xiaoshu, so you were born in the second half of the year.

""Yes, I was born in the second half of the year, and I have to enter the school later. I am also very distressed. I told the teacher before that I want to skip a grade, but the teacher said that my grades are not good and I am not allowed to do this...but I am very strange. Why do you have to have good academic performance to skip a grade? Isn’t it because of poor academic performance that you have to admit that you are not going to work on the road of learning, why don’t you finish reading the book earlier and come out to do something else...” The child’s thinking logic is very strange.

Chi Wanyin didn't pay attention to what he said later, but turned around and asked: "Xiaoshu, when is your birthday?" Qin Nanshu blurted out: "It's the day my mother gave birth to me, it's November Yes, but what date... I don't quite remember, is it No. 13, or No. 23? Or No. 30?" Qin Zhiyu said: "It's No. [-] in November of the Gregorian calendar.

"Chi Wanyin paused, and the hand that was about to put down the tissue stopped in the air.

But soon, she recovered, and said: "Zhuzhu's birthday is also that day, what a coincidence..." What a coincidence.

Xiaoshu and Zhuzhu were born on the same day.

Chi Wanyin looked at Xiaoshu, and Xiaoshu also looked at her in a daze.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Xiaoshu said: "Who is Zhuzhu? Can I see her? Is she as beautiful as Xiao Wanwan?" Chi Wanyin's nose soured: "Yes, Zhuzhu is very beautiful. Beautiful, as beautiful as the little book.

"Don't say I'm beautiful, I prefer you to praise me for being cool and handsome. I'm a boy."

"He puffed out his chest, looking like a little husband.

The little curly hair spread out like an explosion, funny and playful.

Chi Wanyin couldn't hold back the throbbing in her heart, and reached out to stroke Qin Nanshu's hair.

The hair is soft, curly but stylish, like the hairstyle of an angel in Western mythology.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Zhiyu remembered what Chi Yuexian had said.

He wouldn't listen to everything Chi Yuexian had to say, nor would he not care about it at all.

He remembered that night seven years ago, there was indeed a woman by his side.

But that woman was not Chi Wanyin.

He remembered it was An Qingzhu.

She is Xiaoshu's biological mother.

When he woke up the next day, An Qingzhu was also lying on his side.

His mind is rarely free.

It was still pulled back by Qin Nanshu.

"Dad, Dad, there is one spare rib left, do you want to eat it, don't eat it, I will eat it.

"Qin Zhiyu looked at the referee who was almost empty at the table, and frowned: "Eat so much, you will have a stomachache.

Qin Nanshu didn't care, and stuffed the last piece of ribs into his mouth.

As long as he is full, it doesn't matter if his stomach hurts or not.

Say it when it hurts.

Eat as much as you want when it doesn't hurt.

What's more, with Xiao Wanwan's company, his appetite is particularly good.

That's right, he wants to grow up and grow taller, and he will have the strength to hold Xiao Wanwan high in the future.

Qin Zhiyu didn't care about his son anymore, but asked Chi Wanyin: "What are you going to do with your brother?" Chi Wanyin's expression froze, and he said, "Letting him die may be cheaper for him, if you can , I hope his life is worse than death.

""Do you need help? "Well, yes, I want him to experience the loss first."

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