Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Wen Xinnuan directly used her action of chewing large chunks to prove their culinary skills...

When the eyes of the two men fell on her face, she coughed twice: "It's delicious, it's all delicious!"

The cute baby is very hungry, but the food that the 2-year-old baby can eat is limited, and the servant is feeding it with a bowl...

She eats like a jerk, which is as good as Wen Xinnuan.

As for Bill, he was deserted from the beginning to the end, like an isolated prince isolated from the world.

Even if he was sitting next to him, the cold air emanating from his body isolated him from the outside world.

It's been a long time since Wen Xinnuan had a meal with his son.

From time to time, I would throw a piece of meat in my son's bowl...

Bill's eyes dimmed, and he picked up the public chopsticks and put the dishes Wen Xinnuan picked up on the chassis.

"Bill, do you hate your mother's saliva?"

Bill only eats some light dishes and white rice lightly.

"If you're so picky about eating, you won't be nutritious..."

"..."

"Bill, Mommy's talking to you."

A look of impatience flickered on Bill's face. If this continued, he didn't seem to want to eat anymore.It looks like the bowl is about to be put down immediately.

Wen Xinnuan pursed her lips, knowing that she was being verbose...but she cared about her son.

He is so thin, unhealthy and always sick, and he doesn't eat meat.How?

Wen Xinnuan looked at Ji Ziang begging for help.

Ji Ziang raised his eyebrows, took out a bowl, and put some of the best part of the meat in the bowl.

Wen Xinnuan also took the opportunity to stuff a lot into the bowl, wishing that the whole table of meat would be stuffed for his son.

"Enough, he won't be able to eat too much." Ji Ziang didn't give the bowl to Bill directly, but got up and walked to the side of the small chair, squatted down, and whispered something to the cute baby.

The cute baby's mouth was still stained with rice grains, and Putao's big eyes were twinkling.

"Okay, the baby likes it!" The cute baby waved his hand happily, and in just a few tens of seconds, he was bought by Ji Ziang.

With a smile on the corner of Ji Ziang's mouth, he whispered again.

"Yeah (⊙_⊙)! The baby wants it!" The cute baby nodded heavily, stood up from the small chair, and held the bowl in both hands.

"Be careful, don't fall over."

The cute baby struggled to hold the bowl, and tried his best to walk steadily towards Bill: "Luye, Liuye..."

Seeing that the bowl was about to be knocked to the ground.

As soon as Bill bent down, he supported the cute baby's small body. In the next second, he picked up the cute baby and put it on his lap.

"Hey, baby!" The cute baby rarely looked up obediently.

The servant glanced at Ji Ziang, and shrewdly presented a pair of children's practice chopsticks at this time.

The cute baby is holding chopsticks, but he still doesn't know how to use them, and the meat hasn't been picked up for a long time.

"Luye! It won't get up!" The cute baby lost his patience after a while, threw the chopsticks on the table, and cried sadly.

"Woo...why doesn't it get up..."

"Oh, Lucy doesn't get up... The baby hates..."

Bill frowned, immediately picked up his chopsticks, picked up the piece of meat: "Get up."

Those three simple words have a rare sound.

Liu Ye doesn't like to talk, and his words are more than a thousand dollars.

Only when facing a cute baby, would he be willing to say a few more words.

The cute baby still had tears in the corners of his eyes, and pointed to Bill's mouth: "Then put Liu Ye...in it."

With a hint of resignation, Bill put the meat in his mouth.