Chapter 220: Thirty-three Sorrowful Anemones
"Wow, it's ripe!"
Hua Yao stretched out her hand and knocked on his little belly, Jelly Bean blushed, and said excitedly: "Give Ma Ma a melon!" β
"Ahh
Hua Yao gestured to nibble on him, and Jelly Bean giggled as she ducked back.
The room was filled with children's laughter.
Tang Yuan was attracted by the laughter, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stupid. He is really envious, a thirty-two-year-old man, not to mention children, girlfriends are every shadow.
With his current identity, it is easy to find a woman, but it is difficult to find a woman who can live with peace of mind.
Tang Yuan sighed in his heart, came back to his senses and prepared to pick up vegetables, with a bunch of stumps in his heart.
"You're an artist!"
Eat so much, aren't you afraid of getting fat?
Shaobai ate the last piece of braised pork, and did not forget to pour the soup into the bowl for bibimbap. Tang Yuan, who was watching, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and the saliva in his mouth was oversecreted.
Shao Bai lifted his eyelids, "What's wrong with the artist?" Artists can't eat braised pork? β
"No, you're filming now, what if you get fat?"
Managing your body well is one of the most basic conditions for being an artist.
Shao Bai sneered, "Have I ever been fat?" β
"That's when you're young."
When Tang Yuan mourned the braised pork, he didn't forget to put the green beans into the bowl. Although the green beans are light, the taste is really good. It was better than anything he had eaten before.
"It's like I'm not young now."
"The father of a three-year-old."
"Thirty-two year old single dog!"
Come on, hurt each other!
Hua Yao looked at the two naΓ―ve men speechlessly, picked her son off the chair, and let him play by himself. Jelly Bean is very well-behaved, and he also glances at Hua Yao from time to time when he plays.
"It's not early, it's time for Jelly Bean to go to bed."
"Hmm."
Hua Yao led her son back and gave Jelly Bean a bath. The little guy sat in the barrel, holding the little yellow duck, very cooperative with Hua Yao's work.
"Mama?"
"Huh?"
Jelly Bean put on a red belly pocket, sat on the bed honestly, and said shyly: "Wear pants!" β
Poof!
Hua Yao was bloodied by her son again.
"Ma Ma is looking for you, can you wait?"
"Okay." Jelly Bean finished speaking understandingly, thought about it and urged: "Mama, hurry up!" β
"Okay."
Hua Yao originally wanted him to sleep in a belly pocket, who knew that such a big child knew that he was shy. She opens the cabinet and finds SpongeBob SquarePants' pajamas for him to put on.
As if he had broken a seal, Jelly Bean lay on his back in the middle of the bed.
"Mama."
"Huh?"
"I want to sleep with Baba!"
Hua Yao was stunned and asked him seriously, "Why?" β
Jelly Bean is on a whim, "I haven't slept with Baba yet!" β
"And I'll send you over now?"
Hua Yao thinks it's a good thing for a boy to grow up with his father. The influence of fathers on their children is enormous. She grabbed her phone, and before she could make a call, Jelly Bean said, "I'll think about it again." β
"Okay, then you think about it slowly."
Hua Yao really couldn't cry or laugh, Douding was a little bigger, and she still had to think about it.
She picked up her phone and called Shaobai. Regardless of whether the jelly bean can get over or not, you have to ask Shaobai's opinion.
As soon as the phone was connected, a woman's voice came from inside.
"Hey, who's that?"
Did she dial the wrong phone?
Hua Yao took it and looked at the screen, and the name remarked on it was Shaobai, which was not wrong.
She asked tentatively, "I'm looking for Shaobai." β
"He's taking a shower. Who are you? β
That voice sounded a little familiar, and Hua Yao didn't remember it for a while.
She didn't hang up either, "When will he finish his shower?" β