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Chapter 269 I Don't Know What Kind of Stupid Woman Is

Han Xiaoye didn't know that his little head was drawing a picture of Qiong Yao's stepfather abusing children, and when he was about to ask him what's the matter, he heard a loud 'gurgling' sound coming from his belly.

Fu Xiaomao immediately covered his belly, however, a resounding 'goo—' resounded from his fingertips.

"you……"

"Ahhhhhhh, don't say it, it's not my stomach!"

He lay down on the sofa, buried his head in the gap, and covered his head with a pillow, just like an ostrich in danger would bury its head in the sand.

Embarrassed in front of Mommy...

Fu Kitty is not well.

No matter what Han Xiaoye called him, he just pretended to be dead and refused to get up.

There was a sound of distant footsteps on the floor, and the eye circles of the person with his head buried all of a sudden turned red. This time he wasn't pretending, but was really feeling so sad that he was about to cry.

Mommy must have disliked him, so she doesn't want him anymore.

Fu Xiaomao felt that he was the most miserable three-year-old in the world.Dad ignores it, mom doesn't.He sniffed, and was about to cry when he heard the sound of rushing water.

The sound of water?

Where is the sound of water coming from?

He slowly raised his head from the sofa, put on his shoes, and walked towards the kitchen...

The first time Han Xiaoye opened the refrigerator of a person he had never met, he felt an indescribable pain.Thinking of the little guy lying on the sofa with cabbages, his heart softened again, and he reached out and took out eggs, tomatoes and chopped green onions from the freezer.By the way, I put on the apron on the cabinet and fastened the belt.Turning around to wash the tomatoes, I saw the beautiful little cute bag standing outside the kitchen, shaking the tomato in my hand, the corners of my mouth slightly raised, grinning, "Little cat, I'm a little hungry, I can cook something with your home Is it?"

Fu Xiaomao burst into tears.

Han Xiaoye was startled by him, quickly put down the tomato, touched his forehead, and teased him, "Why are you crying? Could it be because I used your kitchen? Otherwise, I won't cook anymore?"

"Wooooow." The crying person cried even louder, completely wailing!

The voice was so loud that it could lift the roof off.

Han Xiaoye instantly had the urge to slap himself, damn it, I'm telling you to die!She rubbed her swollen temples, instead of being gentle and comforting, she got up and cut the tomato into small pieces, dipped it in some sugar, and stuffed it into the crying little baby's mouth.

Fu Xiaomao was caught off guard and his mouth was blocked. He smacked his lips, and a sweet taste immediately spread between his lips and teeth.He sniffled, probably a little embarrassed, with a sullen face, "Mummy, you are not gentle at all."

Don't say he cried before, when he didn't cry, those courteous aunts all looked like they couldn't wait to hold their mother's love in front of him.

Unlike her, he was crying so hard, she actually just cut a tomato and dipped it in some sugar and sent him away.

She complains with her mouth, but her body is very honest, and her small face is as bright as a sunflower.Hugging Han Xiaoye's leg, she asked arrogantly, "One more kitten."

Han Xiaoye dipped in sugar and gave him another one, "This one is too cold, you can only eat two."

The tossing little guy actually obediently held the tomato, his cheeks puffed to one side and started to eat.But no matter what Han Xiaoye said, he just refused to wait in the living room.You have to squat at the door of the kitchen and watch her make things.

Because in someone else's house, she doesn't want to be too casual, so she just wants to cook a simple noodle.But the kitten was too young, and she didn't know if he could eat spicy food. After thinking about it, she bit the bullet and took some ingredients from someone else's refrigerator, planning to make tomato egg flower noodles.

After the water boiled, she put the noodles down.Pour a little oil into the pan, and when the oil is hot, pour in the beaten eggs.The eggs were fried quickly, and she put a bowl and a half of water, brought it to a boil, and added the tomatoes.The noodles on the other side were already cooked, so she took them out with a colander and put them in a bowl.When the soup is fragrant and rolled again, it is poured into the noodle bowl.Sprinkled scallions on top.

"It's done."

The person squatting at the door of the kitchen jumped up immediately to help, the bowl was too hot, how dare Han Xiaoye let him carry it.Take it up first, "Can the kitten help me take down the bowl and chopsticks?"

Fu Xiaomao patted his chest, "Okay, Mommy waits for me outside first, and I'll bring it right away."

Han Xiaoye's fingertips were scalding hot, and he was not pretentious. He put the freshly baked tomato and egg flower noodles on the dining table.

Fu Xiaomao came out after him, holding out two bowls like a decent one.

He put the pink tableware with kiity on it in front of Han Xiaoye, and the blue one in front of himself, "This is yours, this one is for a kitten."

Now Han Xiaoye didn't want to pay attention, he was a little curious, "Your family likes kiity?"

The slippers are from kiity, and even the tableware is from kiity.

Fu Xiaomaozi was self-sufficient and pulled some noodles and tomatoes into his bowl. They ate deliciously without raising his head, "No, because Mommy likes it, and Mommy also likes the story of the little prince, so I still have the little prince's OK stretcher and a cup at home. But my perverted Daddy doesn't allow me to drink from that cup."

She also liked the story of the little prince before.Han Xiaoye opened his mouth and asked, "Your mommy..." Halfway through the question, she decided not to ask.

I really don't know what kind of woman is so stupid, she doesn't even want such a cute son.

After a peaceful meal, Han Xiaoye found that the little guy's tutor was very good.At least the table manners are very good, you don’t need someone to help you eat, you still sit upright, and your movements are standard.

When there was a quarter left in the big bowl, Kitty Fu put down his chopsticks, squinted his eyes contentedly, and pouted his stomach like a full-fledged cat, "Mommy, the kitten is full. "

"I'm full too." Han Xiaoye put down his chopsticks. She was just eating with her, and she wasn't hungry at all.

Fu Xiaomao's beautiful little Danfeng rolled her eyes, and slyly lay on her lap, softly, "Mommy, you didn't call me Xiaomao Xiaobai today."

"Get up, I'm going to clean up the dishes." Han Xiaoye was unmoved.

Fu Xiaomao wouldn't be Fu Xiaomao if he got up obediently. He leaned on her roguely, closed his eyes, "No, you have to coax me to sleep."

"..."

Han Xiaoye had the urge to tear him away, but the impulse was an impulse, and it didn't turn into an action.She sat stiffly for more than ten minutes, and the little person in her arms breathed evenly.

"What, go to bed when you're full, and change your name to Little Pig." Having said that, she gently picked him up, put him on the sofa, and then hugged the blanket on the sofa.Putting it on him, I put away the bowls and chopsticks, washed them in the kitchen and put them away...

(End of this chapter)