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"Eat, eat, eat." Ouyang Mingmei picked up the chopsticks and pointed to the others, "eat, eat more."

Looking at everyone moving chopsticks, Su baozi raised a smile on his fat face.

After dinner, Su baozi, who was full of food and drink, ran around and accidentally broke into a room. The room was empty, with only a simple cupboard and a small bed. Some pictures were pasted on the wall. One of them was a picture of the whole family, and he was in it.

As like as two peas, he was immediately aware of the clever boy, not a boy, but a little boy who looked exactly like him.

Are those people outside really his relatives?

"Ye Jingcheng..." he looked at a book on the table. The correct words on it made Su baozi envious.

Little Mommy always says that his words are ugly. Compared with Ye Jingcheng, they are really ugly.

"Jingjing?" Ouyang's beautiful voice rang again.

"Grandma." Su baozi immediately closed the book, turned around and grinned.

"Sleepy?" Ouyang Mingmei picked up Ye Jingcheng, weighed the next way, "Jingjing is thin again."

No, CICI said he was a lot fatter.

Why do adults speak differently.

Ouyang Mingmei looked at it and took Su baozi to take a bath.

Su baozi looked at Ouyang Mingmei to pick his clothes and quickly backed back: "grandma, I can wash myself and help me with a suit of clothes. Please, beautiful lady."

He saluted to Ouyang Mingmei like a gentleman, which amused her.

Su baozi began to take a bath by himself last year, because he didn't want to let yisisi see her body. He thought it was respect for women.

When Su baozi saw those clothes, his face was disgusted. How could it be black and gray.

"Ye Jingcheng's clothes are really ugly." Although Su baozi looked disgusted, he still put it on.

As soon as he went out, he saw ye QingHan coming towards him, and Su baozi took a breath.

"Jingjing, come on, have some fruit." Ouyang's beautiful words saved him.

"Daddy, I'm going to eat fruit." Su baozi bows slightly to ye QingHan, and then runs to his favorite orange.

Ye QingHan turned and looked at Su baozi with an orange in his hand, frowning. He didn't like oranges before.

Is the character of a child so changeable?

Su baozi, who is full of food and drink, lies on the sofa and falls asleep. Ouyang Mingmei and ye Moyun are very excited when they look at their changed grandson. They dare not move their eyes or go to sleep. They are afraid that ye Jingcheng will become autistic when they wake up.

"It's time for you to rest." Ye QingHan strode over, picked up Su baozi, turned and walked upstairs.

Su baozi turned his body and rubbed against ye QingHan's heart twice, muttering: "Mommy."

Hearing this name, ye QingHan's indifferent eyes were slightly stunned. He thought of the woman he had been dreaming of five years ago.

Su annuan, where did you go.

Ye QingHan put Su baozi on the bed and gently pulled the quilt. Just as he was about to leave, he found that he was pulled by Su baozi.

"Daddy." Su baozi spilled these two words in his small mouth, which made ye QingHan's face stiff, with surprise in his eyes.

"It's not delicious." Then Su baozi grabbed his clothes and bit them. His face wrinkled. "I want to eat oranges."

Ye QingHan was indifferent with a trace of crying and laughing in his eyes. He gently opened his clothes, took off his shoes and coat, and lay beside Su baozi, looking at the young child.

From his birth to now, he didn't seem to have observed his son well.

His eyes are very similar to himself, but when he laughs, he looks like suannan.

One night later, ye Moyun and Ouyang Mingmei are anxiously waiting in the living room. At this time, when ye QingHan comes downstairs with Su baozi, they are really surprised.

On weekdays, their father and son are not very close, let alone ye QingHan sleeping with his son.

"Good morning, grandparents." Su baozi's tender voice rang out, which made the two elders feel at ease. Everything last night was not a dream.