When foam came back, he played the game modestly and said excitedly, "Mom, do you remember the God I once told you?"

"Well, remember, isn't it great?"

Bo chengjue's eyelids were lifted, and his gentle eyes fell on the white foam's face.

"Yes, mom, I want to tell you that God is the father."

"God is your father?"

So the great God that Qian Qian has always admired is Bo chengjue?

The master who was modest and humble six months ago is Bo chengjue?

Is this too coincidental?

This fate is really not simple.

No wonder, what did she say about the sudden change of painting style?

It turned out that Qian Qian knew that Bo chengjue was his master and a very powerful God, so he took a different look at him.

Foam with a bamboo stick inserted a cut strawberry: "humble, open your mouth."

"Ah, woo." Open your mouth modestly and eat what you put the foam to your mouth.

"Husband, do you want to eat?"

White foam personally served the big and small apples, and the apple was brought to his mouth. Of course, Bo chengjue ate it.

"Yeah, I won. Dad is so good."

White foam, "modest ah, then you kiss your father good?"

"Mm-hmm."

When Bo chengjue didn't respond, Qian Qian immediately got up from his leg and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Bo chengjue's strange face could not tell whether he was angry or happy. In short, he could not make white foam laugh or cry.

Is it OK for a son to kiss his father? Why does Bo chengjue dislike him so much?

"Honey, can't you smile?"

Laugh? What's so funny about that?

In order to make Bai Mo happy, Bo chengjue opened the corner of his mouth rigidly, laughing so that modesty and foam felt good perfunctory.

"Don't do that, Bo chengjue."

"I'm so old, I've been kiss by a man for the first time."

He warned modesty, "kiss me, and only your mother has a patent."

"Then I'll let dad kiss me."

"Get out of here."

"Dad, hurry up."

"Get out of here."

"Well, if you don't kiss me, you will regret it."

Again?

Bo chengjue was very cold: "Bai Jinqian, this seems to be the second time you said this to me?"

"Will I regret it? When will I regret it? "

"I'll see."

Said humbly and haughtily.

Father and son like to quarrel, so that the head of white foam is big.

Let them two stay together, want more than a minute of peace can not ah?

"Shall I make dinner tonight?"

Foam suddenly proposed.

Modestly patted two palms, "OK, mom, I want to eat your sweet and sour fish."

"Well, mother will make it for you tonight?"

"Let the cook come?"

When he thought of that time, the white foam almost burned the kitchen, and he was afraid.

He didn't know that white foam had made a lot of progress in cooking in recent years, so he was still afraid that white foam was a kitchen killer and would make the kitchen fire again.

What's more, when he thought of the burnt fish with white foam and the eggplant with black charcoal, Bo chengjue was still afraid.

"Why? I'm good at cooking, too? "

Really? Why is Bo chengjue suspicious?

"I remember the first meal you cooked for me, almost burned the kitchen, and all the cooked fish were burnt, and there were other dishes. As soon as I remember..."

when Bo chengjue was halfway through, he saw that white foam was embarrassed, so he did not go on.

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