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Chapter 175 Yan Han is a Big Asshole

Dare, that girl Zhu Qianying told the little guy to call Uncle Hai Grandpa Hai, but she didn't tell him that she wanted to call herself Daddy?

He took a deep breath and told himself, don't be angry, don't be as knowledgeable as that girl Zhu Qianying and this brat!
"Then your mommy didn't tell you, who am I?" Uncle Yan's voice was sour, his sour tone, his appearance of being on the verge of madness with jealousy, looked more like a child than a little guy.

The little guy turned his head to look at him strangely, and snorted, "Of course!"

Only then did Yan Han's expression soften a little, he cleared his throat with a cough, and deliberately lowered his voice to coax him.

"Call me Daddy, listen!"

This time, the little guy didn't want to pay attention to him again, and instead of turning his head, he stared at the big garden outside the terrace, as if he was looking at something, or thinking about something.

Yan Han waited and waited patiently, which was rare, but in the end, he waited for a plain word from the young master.

"Mommy said, you're a big bastard!"

Yanhan first had a mouthful of old blood rushing up his throat, and bursts of fishy taste filled his mouth.He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he soon found that he couldn't even find the words to justify himself!

His eyes darkened immediately, indeed, he is a big bastard!
She was right, and neither was her son!
Uncle Hai was very excited at first, but now he was too frightened by the strange atmosphere of the two men to dare to speak.

As for Yan Han, he didn't ask the little guy to call him anymore, and carried the little guy into the dining room silently.

Uncle Hai was afraid that the young master would be hungry, so he quickly ordered the servants to bring the young master's food. After setting the table and chopsticks for the young master, Uncle Hai remembered something.

"Master, do you want to eat some too?"

After Uncle Hai's question, Yan Han remembered that he didn't even eat lunch today.

However, his stomach still doesn't feel any hunger at all.

This kind of situation, five years ago, would have been basically impossible for him with very normal eating habits.

But now, such a situation is not uncommon.

In fact, since five years ago, many sensory organs in his body have begun to become dull and even degenerate uncontrollably.

Whether it's the tongue that senses taste, the stomach that absorbs nutrients and reminds you of hunger, the eyes that see beautiful colors, the ears that feel beautiful sounds, all, all of them.

Food that used to be considered to be delicious, but it is no longer delicious when it is eaten, and it always feels like chewing wax.

In the past, I had to wait on my stomach regularly. It seems that I have lost the function of feeling hunger. Sometimes I am too busy and I don’t eat for a whole day, and my stomach doesn’t respond at all.

And his eyes, often, feel that everything is full of gray, even the green fields full of vitality, in his eyes, are often barren.

And his ears can no longer feel the beautiful melody. No matter how warm and romantic the melody is, it sounds to him a mournful and sad melody. No matter how peaceful the melody is, it will make him feel restless.

His whole person, except for his appearance, looks no different from five years ago.

But inside, only he himself knows that under this beautiful skin, from flesh to bone to blood, it has long been eroded by some kind of bone-destroying virus.

And this virus is called Zhu Qianying!

It is said that many patients in this world have become doctors after a long illness.

And he, it seems, is the same.

After being ill for a long time, he finally knew his disease, but the medicine to treat this disease is too rare, there is only one in the world, so if he can't find the only medicine, he probably will have to die for life!
"Cook me a bowl of noodles!"

After she left, he fell in love with eating noodles.

Moreover, I especially love tomato beef noodles.

In the past five years, the food he ate the most was tomato beef noodles.

Every time, he waited with hope, but every time, the taste in his mouth was always far from the deliciousness he remembered!

So, again and again, he suffers in hope and disappointment!
But he has always been happy and never tired!
Uncle Hai turned around and ordered the chef to prepare. He didn't even ask Yanhan what kind of noodles he wanted.

Because, after so many years, whether it is Uncle Hai or Qin Xiu, or even those around Young Master Yan who know him a little bit, they all know that tomato beef noodles are Young Master Yan's favorite!
Moreover, the beef and tomato should be chopped into pieces and made into soup!If the noodles are vermicelli, you have to cross the cold river!
But even if everyone did what Young Master Yan asked, often, Young Master Yan just ate a few bites of the cooked noodles, and then he frowned and asked people to take them away.

Everyone only thought that Young Master Yanda was masturbating himself, but no one knew why Young Master Yanda fell in love with such self-torture!

The little Mengbao seemed to be very hungry, and took the bowls and chopsticks very quickly.

However, he was indeed educated very well by Zhu Qianying, even though he clearly disdained Yanhan, the father, in his heart, but he still held his chopsticks and looked at Yanhan, clearly, he was consulting Yanhan Views.

Yan Han's heart warmed up, and he stretched out his hand to stroke his head, "Eat, don't wait for Daddy!"

Little Mengbao got permission, reached out and picked up a grilled chicken wing and put it in the bowl.

Yanhan's big hand was gently placed on top of his head, he put on a hat at noon, Yanhan didn't know that the little guy's hair was extremely soft, just touching it like this made people reluctant to let go.

In fact, not only this little guy's hair, but also many things are all because he has never tried to uncover the superficial layer to touch the inside, so that he has no way to recognize the true essence inside.

For example, his own feelings!
For example, Zhu Qianying this person!
Little Meng Bao, who thought he would eat chicken wings in a bowl, suddenly raised his head and said to Yan Han, "I want hot milk!"

Yanhan immediately remembered that the girl Zhu Qianying also had this strange problem. When eating, she always had a cup of hot milk at hand, but her son had exactly the same strange problem as her!
He had accused Zhu Qianying of this problem before, but now, he nodded to his son, "Okay, Daddy will warm you up."

Saying that, he got up and walked out of the dining room. There were several servants busy around him, and he didn't order others. Instead, he walked into the kitchen, which he rarely set foot in, and went straight to the refrigerator, and opened the refrigerator door.

"Master, what do you want? I'll find it for you and get it for you!"

The chef was very frightened by his young master's abnormal behavior, so he quickly turned around to ask for help.

Yan Han has already taken out the milk, "No, I'll do it!"

How dare the chef?Reaching out to grab the milk, Yan Han sideways avoided his hand, "The little guy wants hot milk, I'll make it for him!"

This is his obligation as a daddy, or it can be said that it is his monopoly!
　Sixth watch~Zhuzi's mother will never admit it, this chapter sucks her nose desperately while coding, and then wipes the corners of her eyes with a tissue... I just want to say, Young Master Yan, you really deserve it!Just take it easy... Even your own mother can't help you!Ask for tickets~~
　　
　
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