My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1347 Xiaoling really wants to eat potato chips

"It's time to go to bed after eating." Anan continued, "I'm going to wash the baby bottle, you can take him to sleep, children should sleep more."

Indeed, the babies that Zhuo Qiu has seen all sleep all day long, and they don't really have that much time to play.

"Xiao Ling, go to sleep." Zhuo Qiu had hugged Pudding many years ago, and now he was a little unfamiliar, but he tried his best to hug Zhinao Ling and coax him to sleep.

Brain Zero: "..." Why sleep, he hasn't had enough yet.

Besides... he's not sleepy at all now.

Zhinao Zero is different from other human children, he does not need to sleep often.

But these things, there is no way to talk to the other party.

Even if you tell them, they won't believe it.

It's better not to expose the fact that he's not from Earth.

I can only pretend to close my eyes and keep thinking in my mind: I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat potato chips, I don't want to eat potato chips, I don't want to.

No, you want to!

The more Zhinao Ling thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Didn't he say that he could have potato chips when he returned to the villa?
Why did it fall to this point?
If that's the case, then he might as well dig through the trash can to eat!

Really pissed him off!

When Anan came over after washing the bottle, Zhinao Ling still hadn't slept.

Two pairs of big eyes stare at one pair of small eyes, the picture is very awkward and weird.

Brain Zero searched for human skills in the system space, and recalled what Han Qianxiao did when he was a child.

Suddenly there is a countermeasure.

As soon as the mouth was deflated, tears swirled in the eye sockets, but they still didn't let the tears fall.

This kind of child is often more distressing, the appearance of wanting to cry but not daring to cry, just looking at it makes the heart melt.

Finally, in cooperation with Zhinao Ling's begging: "Dads, give me some potato chips, Xiao Ling really wants to eat potato chips, err."

Zhuo Qiu: "..."

Anan: "..."

Zhuo Qiu: What should I do?
Anan: You ask me, who should I ask?I don't know what to do, you can figure it out yourself.

Zhuo Qiu: How about opening a bag for him?
Anan: Hey, you are responsible.

Zhuo Qiu:! ! !
The two communicated frantically with their eyes, but were actually at a loss.

Anan and Zhuo Qiu couldn't bear the cuteness of children, and seeing each other talk like this, they were very helpless.

In the end, he could only ask Han Mochen for help.

Han Mochen was talking to Hanqian Xiaoli at this time, he really wanted to ask what Zhinao Ling said "died once" when he was in the car, but he didn't know how to say it.

So we can only talk about some other topics first.

Unexpectedly, during the chat, there was a knock on the door.

Han Mochen opened the door, looked at the two standing at the door holding the child, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Zhuo Qiu: "Master, this...Xiao Ling wants to eat potato chips, we really can't help it, look..."

Zero?

The name was chosen so quickly.

Han Mochen nodded: "Understood, give the child to me."

Zhuo Qiu: "And..."

Han Mo Chen: "What else?"

Zhuo Qiu hesitated for a while and said: "It's not that I suspect you, young master, but I just want to ask again...Xiao Ling really belongs to you and Little Pudding...that?"

Zhuo Qiu didn't react at first, but now that he calmed down and thought about it carefully, it was absolutely impossible for his young master to give birth to such a big and fat boy with Little Pudding.

Because Little Pudding was in a coma for two years because of the car accident.

Therefore, it is impossible for this child to belong to Little Pudding, but it cannot be ruled out that it belongs to his young master.

(End of this chapter)