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Li Bowen didn't react until he heard the voice, and he was so scared that he almost lost his cigarette. Although he is very nervous and his EQ is not very good, he also knows that it will be very miserable to teach bad children in front of his brother.

"No, I didn't mean it, I didn't expect him to learn it." Li Bowen stepped back, "Don't, don't slap your face."

Su Tingzhou glanced at Zong Yuan, who was still having fun beside him, and was so angry that he didn't dare to say a dirty word in front of Zong Yuan, and pinched the back of Li Bowen's neck, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll kill you!" Sew your mouth shut."

Li Bowen nodded, "Understood."

Because of this incident, Li Bowen was driven away before noon. Li Bowen felt guilty and didn't dare to say more, so he ran home in a hurry.

In the morning, he was still a good baby, but now he taught him to fuck me from time to time, Su Tingzhou didn't kill him because he was afraid that he would teach Zong Yuan badly again.

Su Tingzhou went out to get takeout, and when he came back, Zong Yuan lay on the stone bench outside and waited for him, "Brother."

Su Tingzhou bent down and picked up Zong Yuan with one hand, "You still eat sweets?"

Zong Yuan put his arms around Su Tingzhou's neck, "This is not candy, this is smoke."

Su Tingzhou: "I'll spank your ass."

Zong Yuan chuckled, "I really like brother Bowen."

Su Tingzhou put the takeaway on the table, carried Zong Yuan to the bathroom to wash his hands, "You like me."

Holding a lollipop, Zong Yuan shouted happily and softly, "I'll fuck you."

Su Tingzhou wanted to go out and drag Li Bowen who hadn't gone far to beat him up, what a fool.

He patted Zong Yuan's butt, lowered his face slightly and warned, "Don't swear."

Zong Yuan blinked, Su Tingzhou was helpless, and softly reasoned with Zong Yuan, "Good boys can't swear, this is not a good thing, don't learn it."

Zong Yuan fed sugar to Su Tingzhou, obediently, "I know brother."

Su Tingzhou smiled, "Baby is obedient."

The takeaways here are all spicy. Su Tingzhou had eaten it before and thought it was delicious, so I ordered it again today. The child didn’t feel anything when eating it. After eating, he lay on Su Tingzhou’s legs and said his stomach hurt.

Su Tingzhou frowned, put down his phone and touched Zong Yuan's stomach, "It hurts so much?"

Zong Yuan shook his head, pulled Tingzhou's hand, and said in a grandma's, coquettish voice, "It hurts a little, maybe it's spicy."

Zong Yuan can eat spicy food, and the food just now was not very spicy. Su Tingzhou prefers that Zong Yuan doesn't eat much outside food, and his stomach is not used to it, and his stomach hurts.

Su Tingzhou washed a hot towel and applied it to Zong Yuan's stomach, frowning all the time. The child was uncomfortable and lethargic. He lay down on him with downcast eyes, which made people feel distressed, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Zong Yuan didn't want Su Tingzhou to worry, so he let out a grunt from his throat, felt it seriously, bent his eyes and smiled, "I don't want to."

Su Tingzhou touched Zong Yuan's hair, "If you apply it for a while, if it still hurts, go to the hospital."

After changing the water a few times, Zong Yuan was drowsy and couldn't open his eyes. He hugged Su Tingzhou, "Brother, I don't feel any pain anymore. I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

Su Tingzhou smiled, "Go to sleep, I will carry you to bed later."

Zong Yuan is clingy, and sleeps with his eyes closed to listen to the boat, "Brother sleeps with me."

Su Tingzhou was very helpful, with a smile in his eyes, he supported Zong Yuan's butt, got up and went back to the bedroom, "Okay, I will fall asleep with you."

Zong Yuan was too sleepy, so he didn't speak any more.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, Su Tingzhou let go of Zong Yuan's hand, without further delay, got out of bed, took an ipad and went to the kitchen, sighed, "Let's make something simple first."

I don't know if I can make three dishes before six o'clock.

It's really his baby, otherwise he would learn how to cook when he has nothing to do.

"Hey, Aunt Zhuang, how much salt should I put in that dish?"

The web page says the right amount, how much is the right amount, how many grams?Is he going out again to buy a scale?

Aunt Zhuang couldn't help laughing when she heard about the antecedents, "One spoon is enough. Oh, you fry cucumbers. Yuan Yuan likes them very much, so it's easy to cook."

Su Tingzhou took out two cucumbers from the refrigerator, "Where are the meat and vegetables?"

Aunt Zhuang pondered for a while, "Meat dishes are not easy to cook, you don't know how to do them. I told you that you can't cook well either. Let's make two vegetarian dishes first, and I'll make delicious ones for you when I go back."

Su Tingzhou glanced at the time and insisted, "You tell me, I'll try."

Aunt Zhuang’s grandson went to visit a friend, and she had nothing else to do, so she took a bag of melon seeds and licked it while making a video call to listen to the boat in the air teaching dormitory.

Su Tingzhou subconsciously threw the knife and said rudely, "Fuck."

He almost thought he was going to lose his fingers.

Aunt Zhuang wanted to laugh and was anxious, "Hurry up, disinfect, put on a band-aid, don't do it, don't do it."

"Hey, cutting a cucumber can make my hands bleed, hahahaha."

After a while, Su Tingzhou came back, with the tip of his tongue against his teeth, he tsk lightly, "Continue."

Aunt Zhuang yelled, "The chopping board is covered with blood, what are you going to do?"

Su Tingzhou raised his index finger, "I'll just wash it."

Aunt Zhuang: "How dirty! The blood is very dirty, don't touch it."

"..." Su Tingzhou couldn't believe it, "My blood, dirty?"

Aunt Zhuang took a mouthful of melon seeds, "Anybody's blood is dirty."

"You don't have the talent to cook, don't bother, take Yuan Yuan out to eat at night."

Su Tingzhou threw away the blood-stained cucumbers on the chopping board, and washed the chopping board and knife with dish soap, "Is this clean?"

Of course he doesn't like cooking, especially if he cuts his finger, it's annoying.But in the future when Aunt Zhuang is away on vacation, he still doesn't know how to cook, and let Zong Yuan eat outside?

In the near future, it's almost the Spring Festival, Aunt Zhuang is on vacation, and the grandfather and Xia Tong don't know if they will come back, and they will definitely not cook when they come back, so what should I do?

After tossing around in the kitchen for two hours, at least he memorized some common sense questions. Su Tingzhou leaned against the wall to eat shredded pork with green peppers.The heating at home was fully turned on, so he was only wearing a black short-sleeved top. The young man's skeleton had not yet grown, his collarbone and shoulders were relatively thin, and his legs were stretched out loosely.

There was a patch of skin at the corner of the eye that was very red from oil spatter.

Aunt Zhuang had something to do, so she hung up the phone in a hurry.

Su Tingzhou ate two mouthfuls, it was too unpalatable, it was overcooked, but it was unpalatable, and was about to throw it away and try it again, when Zong Yuan's voice sounded from the door, "Brother."

Su Tingzhou turned his head and curled his lips, "Are you awake? Brother is cooking, you can try it tonight."

Zong Yuan's eyes were red, and he walked up to Su Tingzhou, with a small face like a bun, and didn't speak.

"What's wrong?" Su Tingzhou knelt down.

Zong Yuan hugged Tingzhou's hand, and was about to cry, "My brother hurts, Yuan Yuan will give you a whir."

Wanting to hold back tears, saliva can't be bothered to swallow, a blister came out of his mouth when he was talking, which made Su Tingzhou laugh, lazily, "There's still on my face, give it to my brother."

Zong Yuan not only whined, but also kissed, with tears on his sad eyelashes, "Oh, brother, don't do it, I can eat takeaway."

The child's lips were soft and hot, and he kissed the corner of Su Tingzhou's eyes, feeling itchy in his heart, "No, baby, my stomach hurts, and my heart hurts."

Zong Yuan buried his face in Su Tingzhou's arms, weeping and mumbled, "Yuan Yuan also feels bad... my brother treats me well."

The author has something to say: Look, because of the paternal father’s failure to live up to expectations, the son was bought away with a meal, and the [dog’s head] was bought thoroughly, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, Nice!

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Take a bow and love everyone.