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Chapter 155 I 1 Must Not Be My Own

Chapter 155 I Must Not Be Biological
"How can you not get used to such delicious egg noodles!" Wang Yanbao smiled sweetly, and he didn't forget to bring a big word after he finished speaking, and asked him with a smile, "Dad, do you think so?" !"

Rong Zhiyan nodded, and commented very pertinently: "It's not the material, it's the craftsmanship, it's the heart."

Jing Huanyan laughed happily when she heard him say that.

Rong Zhiyan looked at her smiling face, lowered his head, took a bite of the noodles, and then boasted generously: "This is probably the best egg noodles I've ever eaten!"

"Really?" Jing Huanyan felt a great honor.

"Really." After all, it was the first time he had eaten egg noodles at such a young age.

However, the noodles she made are indeed delicious, which is true.

"You add a little more of these fried vegetables, it will be even more fragrant!" Jing Huanyan said, adding a chopstick of fried vegetables to Rong Zhiyan enthusiastically.

"Yan Yan, I want it too!" Yan Baobao saw the delicious fried vegetables and pushed the big bowl over.

Jing Huanyan hurriedly picked up a big chopstick for the little guy.

Then he picked up a large chopstick for himself.

The three of them ate happily.

After finishing dinner, Rong Zhiyan had no intention of going back at all.

Yan Baobao didn't even want to go back: "Father, I want to sleep with Yanyan tonight."

Rong Zhiyan lowered his head, looked at his son, and then replied calmly: "Oh? Like-minded!"

Jing Huanyan almost slipped and fell when she heard his words 'like-mindedness'.

Looking at them: "Just a bed... It's still 1.8 meters..."

"So I'll get someone to bring a crib to you later." Rong Zhiyan said, his eyes swept across her living room, and then his eyes fell on the side of the TV cabinet, pointing there: "Just put it there! "

Jing Huanyan: "..."

Yan Baobao looked at Dayan with deep resentment: "I must not be my own!"

Rong Zhiyan raised his head, and replied calmly: "That's right, you picked it up in the trash back then."

Originally, this was just a joke, but after saying it, Rong Zhiyan's expression became a bit gloomy.

Rong Xiaoyan, back then, he really picked it up from the trash...

His brow furrowed.

Yan Baobao: "...Dad, you will lose me..."

Jing Huanyan didn't see Rong Zhiyan's expression, but just hugged the little guy: "Oh, where can such a cute baby be hugged in the garbage dump, I want to hug one too!"

"Yanyan is the best!" Yan Baobao laughed contentedly after being hugged by Yanyan.

Rong Zhiyan looked at the big and small huddled together, his eyes flickered.

She doesn't look like a woman who would abandon her child. What happened back then?
"I think the 1.8-meter bed is enough for the three of us to sleep together!" Jing Huanyan couldn't bear to say that the baby is sleeping in the living room!

"You want to kick him to the end of the bed again?" Rong Zhiyan raised his eyebrows.

Jing Huanyan's face became hot.

She always thought that she was the one who kicked Yan Baobao to the end of the bed that night, so she looked at Yan Baobao guiltily: "Yan Baobao, I really don't sleep well..."

Yan Baobao looked at the shameless Dayan, and then comforted Yanyan: "It's okay, I just like letting Yanyan kick!"

He felt 100% that Da Yan carried him to the end of the bed that night.

But... There is no proof... His family's appearance is so simple...

(End of this chapter)

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