Chapter 2047 Ye Sansan and Lan Erer (I)

Mr. Ye was devastated: How can he talk about dating the child's mother in the future?

The little guy would tearfully mention the half-dead Lan Yu...

Mr. Ye said that he couldn't live like this!

Xue'er's mood also became low... She didn't say anything, just kept eating.

Ye Muyun had a slight headache.

The little ambiguity that had just been established in the afternoon was gone at this moment.

He pursed his lips slightly, and didn't say anything, but stuffed a few more rolls into the little Yishu's mouth, and said in a gentle voice: "Uncle has a lot here. If you want to bring it to Dad, uncle will ask someone to make more."

The voice was very light, but it was bad.

How could the child understand, but Xue'er felt it keenly.

He was very good to Yishu, but he seemed to have some prejudice against Lan Yu?

She glanced at him for a second time, and he naturally noticed it, so he smiled and forked several pieces into her mouth, "I remember you loved to eat it when you were a child."

The two little guys, one big and one small, were stuffed full, especially Xue'er, who puffed her cheeks and was particularly dissatisfied. Her embarrassed look made him calm down.

He stretched out his hand, stroked his forehead, and smiled bitterly.

Why did he compete with a vegetative person!

The child will forget it slowly.

As for her, just seduce her slowly.

But even though he thought so, he was still uncontrollably jealous.

Jealous of the blank eight years.

She spent it with Lan Yu.

Xue'er looked at Ye Muyun, pursed her lips, and she began to feel that he was angry.

She was sensitive and smart, silent, and buried her head in eating.

Little Yishu was not a particularly talkative child. After eating, he ran to the sofa and scribbled. The little guy was chubby and lay there, and only his fat little buttocks could be seen.

Ye Muyun's mood had calmed down at this time. He looked at Yi Shu indifferently for a while, and his eyes became gentler.

His eyes seemed to be recalling something.

Xue'er looked at him involuntarily again, and when he turned back, she quickly lowered her head.

"You seem to have eaten a lot! You seem to have a good appetite." He said in a light voice.

Xue'er said "oh" and looked at him, "I'm a little hungry."

"You can't eat too much at once, it's not good for your stomach, and..." He said very slowly, and then picked up a glass of after-dinner wine and sipped it lightly, "Aren't girls most afraid of getting fat? Are you not afraid of getting fat after eating so much?"

Xue'er said "oh" and answered him very slowly: "Anyway, Lan Yu hasn't woken up yet, it won't be too late for me to lose weight after he wakes up."

He looked at her for a while--

She really knew how to make him angry!

But he was angry enough today, so he stood up and said in a light tone, "I'll accompany Yi Shu."

But just as he walked over, he was angry again, because the little Yi Shu drew Lan Yu.

The little fat boy pointed at the painting and asked earnestly, "Uncle, look at my painting of my father, mother and Yi Shu, aren't they great!?"

Ye Muyun's eyes fell quietly on the painting. In fact, the painting was good, ugly and cute, and the family of three was very harmonious.

But this kind of harmony made him very uncomfortable.

He looked at his son and coughed lightly: "You can draw uncle on it too."

The fat boy's pen fell on the left, then on the right, and then he was very embarrassed. He raised his eyes and looked at Ye Muyun, "Uncle, it seems that no place is suitable for painting!"

He looks very cute, very much like Xue'er when she was a child, how could Ye Muyun not like him?