happy ex-wife

Chapter 1645 The Disease of the Small Vegetable Bun ([-])

"No, no, no." Xiao Caibao struggled, flapping her little hands and calling, asking Mommy to hug her.

Shui Anluo frowned, but seeing him crying, she still took him back, and Xiaocaibao immediately slid into Mummy's embrace like a frightened rabbit.

Chu Ningyi looked at the empty hands, and his heart was also empty.

Shui Anluo hugged the vegetable bun, looked up at Chu Ningyi, feeling sorry for her son, and also for him.

"Take it easy, it took me two years for him to accept me."

Chu Ningyi withdrew his hand, stretched out his hand and patted his little back, Xiaocaibao burrowed into Shui Anluo's arms again.

"Fall, fall—" Xiao Caibao cried while crying.

"Why did Daddy throw you?" Shui Anluo comforted her in a low voice.

"Yes, yes—" Xiao Caibao said anxiously, he didn't believe that Daddy would hold him all the time.

"You should have told me earlier." Chu Ningyi said in a deep voice, otherwise, he wouldn't have ignored his son for so long.

Shui Anluo bowed her head in silence, she had no way to say to Chu Ningyi: Hey, your son is crazy.

How did she say this?

Xiaocaibao was hugged and coaxed by Shui Anluo for a while before she stopped crying. At this moment, the stewardess also brought dinner over.

"How about dinner?" Shui Anluo hugged him and sat down, then asked.

"Okay." Xiao Caibao sucked his little nose, and there was still a tremor in his small voice.

Chu Ningyi sat down opposite them, and Xiao Caibao gave him a defensive look, seeing that there was no danger, he left it alone.

Little Baby's favorite food is eggs, but Xiaocaibao doesn't like it. He doesn't seem to like anything in particular. Maybe it's because he's not so picky now.

"Look, we Xiaocaibao like to eat custard buns, what else is it, millet porridge?" Shui Anluo said, took a spoon and began to feed him, "Look at what Daddy asked to prepare for you. It’s what we Xiao Caibao like to eat.”

Humph, it's not that he likes these, it's just that he likes custard buns more than rice.

Chu Cuiyi ate with chopsticks, and the small vegetable buns were not obviously picky eaters. The reason was simple. Yu's mother didn't know how to cook Chu Cueyyi's picky eaters, so so far, Xiaocaibao hadn't eaten anything that Daddy didn't like.

Chu Ningyi thought for a while, as if to verify something, asked the stewardess to arrange a few dishes to be served.

Shui Anluo looked up, Chu Ningyi didn't like these things.

Chu Ningyi is a picky eater. He doesn't eat potatoes because they don't look good. He doesn't eat onions because the color of onions is an eyesore. He doesn't eat garlic because it smells bad. He doesn't eat cauliflower. Because cauliflower is green, don't eat chicken, duck, because I don't like chicken and duck...

Wait, wait, that reason is so weird that even Shui Anluo wanted to complain about him.

Shui Anluo remembered that she said it once: Why don't you dislike the ugliness of pigs?

At that time, how did Chu always answer: pigs are prettier than you, I even eat you, still afraid of pork?Besides, are you a chicken?Are you a duck?

After that incident, Shui Anluo and Chu Ningyi broke off friendship for a whole week.

Soon, a few dishes that Chu Cuiyi hated were served, and Xiaocaibao glanced at it with a look of disgust in his eyes. Shui Anluo moved the chopsticks, and Xiaocaibao hurriedly opened Mommy's hand: "Don't eat!" , do not eat."

"Why?" The corner of Shui Anluo's mouth twitched slightly.

(End of this chapter)