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Chapter 232 Daddy, Am I Really Short?
Alas, this woman has exposed her old-fashioned nature again!
Yan Zile sighed helplessly, scratching her head, not knowing how to explain to a woman who even wrote her graduation thesis by hand—Du Niang is not a mother.

But Yan Xiaoxiao obviously didn't intend to listen to his explanation, and said to himself while eating: "Yan Zile, let me tell you, you can only have my mother in this life, if you want to follow this man, he will marry you a wife in the future." Mother will torture you to death!"

"Yan Xiaoxiao," Chu Heng could almost hear the implication in her words. He dared to warn an old man who was thinking about his son just now, and now it is necessary to remind this woman whose son Yan Zile is, " Don't think about my son."

Depend on!This shameless man!How long has Yan Zile lived in his house, and she has changed from her son to his son?How shameless!
"Your son? That's funny. Apart from providing such a small gene, what else have you done for Xiao Le?" Yan Xiaoxiao snorted coldly and asked, "Did you wash his diapers, or After feeding him milk, why do you rob me of my son?"

Just as Chu Heng was about to answer the conversation, Yan Zile, who was sitting next to her, reminded a certain woman crisply, "Ma Ma, I haven't had milk before."

"Shut up! How many times have I told you that children should stay aside to cool off when adults talk!" Yan Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at a certain child opposite, grinding her teeth.

Is it because the step of pregnancy in October is missing, so this little guy often demolishes her?

"Don't be so fierce to my son, what should I do if I scare him out of the psychological shadow?" Chu Heng put the empty glass in his hand on the table, and glanced at a child who covered his mouth and stopped talking. Continued, "You have been murdering him for five years, now it's time for him to return to me and live a happy life. Also, look at what you gave him? What can you do with junk food like ketchup? Nutrition, no wonder his legs are so short and short!"

"What's the matter with short legs? My son will rely on his face to eat in the future, can you control you?" "Xiao Le doesn't need to eat, as long as he has Mumbai blood to drink every day, that is the greatest happiness." Chu Heng brows There was a bit of disdain in the corners of his eyes, and then he glanced at the two glasses that still had blood on the table, and added without haste, "Besides, a man, if you rely on your face for food, you will be looked down upon."

"Since you can rely on your face, why should you be talented?" Yan Xiaoxiao replied not to be outdone.

"My son is absolutely not allowed to do such a worthless thing, I will not allow it!"

"He's my son, and I'm happy for him to do this!"

"..." Yan Zile looked at his father and Ma Ma innocently, he had stopped talking, why was he still lying down and getting shot?
Did these two people consider the feelings of the parties when they said such things?He is only five years old now, so the distant future should not be considered for the time being, right?
Yan Zile was distracted, and suddenly felt that the dining table was much quieter. When he looked up, he found that his Mama was lying on the side of the table, motionless, and seemed to be asleep.

"Daddy, what happened to Ma Ma?"

"Oh, she's too noisy, I'll let her rest for a while." Chu Heng raised the paper bag in his hand to him, and nodded to himself, "This bag of powder is really useful."

Yan Zile took another look at a certain woman who was sleeping soundly, and heaved a long sigh. What does it mean to reap the fruits of oneself? His Mama has already set a very good example for him.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the dark clouds in the night are thick and thick, there is not a single star, it is so dark that it seems to collapse the entire sky, it is so dark and frightening.

The night wind was blowing, and the trees outside were tottering and whimpering.

On such an unusual night, unusual things are bound to happen.

Chu Heng sat on the sofa in the living room, looking out at the night through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Daddy, are you waiting for someone?" From the stairs on the second floor, a small round head poked out, it was Yan Zile.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Chu Heng raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said softly.

After carrying the drowsy Yan Xiaoxiao upstairs, Chu Heng cleaned up the tables in the dining room, and then sat here the entire time.

"I can't sleep," Yan Zile teleported from the stairs to the sofa while speaking, he blinked his big eyes twice at the man, and said again, "I want to wait for someone with you."

Chu Heng may not be waiting tonight, so it is not very safe.However, as the next heir of the Chu family, it might be a good thing to expose him to dangerous things earlier to hone himself.

"Then wait together." Chu Heng looked at his son who was over one meter tall, and reached out to stroke his head.

In the past, due to the influence of the blood curse, Chu Heng's body remained in the appearance of a teenager.Everyone regards him as a child, but now he has not only lifted the blood curse, but also has a five-year-old son. This feeling of suddenly upgrading to a father is really amazing.

"Daddy." The man was distracted, Yan Zile suddenly raised his face and called him softly, looking at him with those bright eyes.

"En." Chu Heng responded lightly, waiting for his next words.

"Am I really short?" Yan Zile frowned, with a gloomy expression on his face, he looked down at his own legs, and then glanced at the long legs of the man next to him, and was immediately discouraged, " It seems really short."

"You used to grow slowly because of malnutrition. From now on, you will definitely grow taller by eating and drinking like me." Chu Heng touched his chin confidently, and continued, "Besides, half of your genes are Mine will definitely not be short when I grow up in the future."

"However, half of the genes are numb. What if I look like her?" Yan Zile put her head in her hands and sighed sadly, "Don't be like Mama, she is only 1.6 meters old."

Hearing his son's worries, Chu Heng couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress his fleshy cheeks: "Don't worry, blood races have a long lifespan, you can grow (zhang) for a long time, and you will definitely grow taller."

Chu Heng's consolation was indeed very effective, Yan Zile nodded his head in relief, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I can rest assured."

"Xiao Le, have you and your Mama been living in that dilapidated community for the past five years?" Chu Heng looked at his son, and suddenly wanted to know more about how their mother and son lived these five years.

"No, we have moved many times and visited many places. Ma Ma said that there are big bad guys chasing us. If we are caught, we will be finished."

"What kind of bad guy?" Chu Heng raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Yan Zile thought for a while, then honestly shook his head and said, "I don't know, Mama didn't tell me."

(End of this chapter)