MTL - Breaking up, No Joke-Chapter 61

Qiu Feng had already learned about the previous events of the two men from the mouth of the little fat man, but couldn't help but laugh when he saw the expression of a sad face.

"This is my son, hilly water." Qiu Feng said.

Bai Yu smiled, "My son, Bai Yanting, a small name watermelon."

It is very simple to deal with smart people. When Bai Yu heard the first sentence that Qiu Feng spoke, he understood the meaning of the other party. They just came out as the parents of the children and did not talk about business.

Qiu Feng pressed the button on the wall. After a while, the waiter pushed the cart in, quickly served, and then left.

Qiu Feng said: "I don't know what you like to eat. If you think that your child is not hungry, just order the food. If you like to eat something, then."

Bai Yu put the small watermelon on the child's seat and made a fish cake for him. He smiled and said: "How can I picky food for the food that Qiu always ordered."

Qiu Feng smiled a little, and he also gave a small fish cake to the little fat man.

As a result, Qiu Feng turned his head and saw that the little fat man was looking at Bai Yu’s direction. He didn’t look at the fish cake that he had given him. He couldn’t help but wonder to see Qiu Feng, and he couldn’t understand it.

Qiu Fengyi pointed out: "When you watched a few dramas, you turned yourself into a senior fan. Nothing, ignore him."

Bo said, "I thought that such a small child should like to watch cartoons."

The little fat man looked down with a shy look. "I also chase cartoons, but I prefer your little one."

Little Houye?

Bai Yu looked at the little fat man with bright eyes. He felt embarrassed for the first time. He also had fans, intellectual powder and brain powder, but no one was as small as a little fat man.

It turned out that only four-year-old children would also chase the Internet.

Is the current child too bad, or is he old? Bai Yu has a moment of swaying.

Qiu Feng stood up and poured two glasses of wine, took a cup of himself, and handed it to Bai.

Bai Yu took it subconsciously and then set aside and explained: "I just left the hospital and not suitable for drinking."

Qiu Feng nodded and expressed his understanding. "That would be a substitute for tea, nothing, just take a form."

Bai Yu poured himself a cup of tea and bumped it with Qiu Feng. He did not say it clearly and did not express it in writing. The two men confirmed the matter in this way, and now only wait for the contract of Bai Yu to expire.

In fact, when Bai Yu agreed to go to the appointment, he was able to know the other person's thoughts in his heart.

When the little watermelon talked to the two adults, he suddenly glanced at the little fat man who was looking at Bai Yu, who was full of anger.

Don't rob me of tyrants!

The meal was probably eaten for an hour. When I was about to leave, the little fat man suddenly ran over. A serious pull of the horn of the cypress, and his toes on his toes, the chubby face was full of seriousness: "Can I go to your house?" Uncle Bai."

The small watermelon standing next to it suddenly burst, "No!"

The little fat man snorted, but did not dare to do evil in front of the male god, only to look at Bai Yu.

Bai Yu was silent and touched the head of the little fat man. "Uncle will have something to do later, can you come back to my house to play later?"

Little fat man said: "You won't hang me?"

Qiu Feng picked up his fat son, and Sven’s appearance of his rounded son was effortless. He said he would leave when he said hello: “The next time I have time to reunite, I will go back first.”

The little fat man does not give up: "I will go to your house in a few days, Boge, you are not allowed to lie to me."

Little watermelon anger: "No!"

Bai Yule, he was the first time to see the angry side of the small watermelon, could not help but say: "How do you hate him so much."

Small watermelon: "He will fight with me."

After that, the small watermelon hugged the head of Bai Yu and whispered: "The hegemony will not leave me, right?"

Bai Yu snorted and kissed the face of a small watermelon: "Never."

The small watermelon finally breathed a sigh of relief and twisted and pinched for a long time before saying: "Well, I agree."

Bai is happy.

The little watermelon face red and stretched out his hand to cover the mouth of Bai Yu, shyly said: "Hegemony, don't laugh."

Bai Yu was in a good mood and took the small watermelon out of the restaurant. He refused the proposal that Xiao Liu would send him back. He walked and walked to the nearby supermarket.

"Dominate, can I buy an ice cream?" The small watermelon squatted on the ground, pointing to the freezer in front of him, and glaring at Bai Yu.

Bai Yu pushed the cart, because he couldn't see the expression on his face because he wore sunglasses. He said coldly, "You said it."

Small watermelon grievances pouted, opening a big hand toward Bai Yu, "hegemony."

Bai Yu’s expressionlessly threw the child into the cart and then pushed him toward the meat-eatering area. He couldn’t help but swear: “The weather is so cold, you still want to eat ice cream, your teeth don’t want it? If it’s teeth If it breaks down, you will become ugly. When I get there, I will let the eggs not play with you."

The small watermelon plate has a small face, and it sounds so loud for a while. "The egg likes me the most." "Would you like to eat steamed eggs?" Bai Yu picked the ribs and beef, then threw them into the cart, carelessly. Said.

The little watermelon snorted and then nodded embarrassedly.

Bai was happy, and picked some pork, and he left the meat eating area. "Like? I will give you steamed eggs to eat, do you want to?"

The child’s attention will soon shift, and he nodded in a nod, and smiled and said, “Okay.”

Not far away, the two young girls shouted and laughed, looking at Bai Yu and his son far away, a little want to come up and talk.

"Look at you, that kid is so cute..."

"The man is handsome and you ask me... I don't dare, you accompany me."

"Ah, how do I think he is a bit like that... Bai Yu? Don't make a fool, help me see if he is!"

Bai gave a cough, and the two girls had not recognized themselves and pushed the cart to leave quickly.

It is not that he is wrong, afraid to be recognized. But he still has a small watermelon. After he is recognized, it will be very troublesome. The small watermelon is shaken by the sudden action of Bai, and a mane in front of his head is blown up by the wind.

Bai Yu appeased him two sentences.

As they said, the two came to the snack area. Bai Yu picked up a few small snacks that they all liked under the expectation of the small watermelon. Hesitated a bit. When he left, Bai Yu took two more red dates. .

A pack of snacks, a pack of water to drink.

A big man came to the supermarket, and on the basis of cooking, he bought these things and he can go home.

However, Bai Yu did not expect to see the two girls when they lined up for payment.

The two girls stood on one side, staring at Bai Yu and the small watermelon in his arms, and waited until the latter was ready to leave after payment.

"That, are you cypress?" The girl of Sven's appearance was embarrassed.

Another girl asked, "Bei Yu, is this child yours? Have you not clarified that he is not your child? You are so long, how could it not be! I am very disappointed with you!"

Sven’s girl pulled her companion, and some regretted asking Bai Yu at the door of the supermarket. So many people were watching, it was really shameful.

Bai Yu took out the scarf in the bag and put it on the small watermelon. Indifferent, "I'm sorry, you admit the wrong person ^" The girl is emotional: "How can I admit you, you are Bai Yu!"

Bai Yu circumvented them and said no to his head: "I am not Bai Yu, you really admit the wrong person."

The girl still wants to catch up and ask, but the shy companion is holding on to avoid catching up, and can only look at Bai Yu quickly leaving.

Going out of the supermarket and stopping a taxi, Bai Yu sat in the small watermelon.

When the car went forward, Bai Yu calmed down and looked at the small watermelon in his arms.

Bai Yu looked at the small watermelon with a tight face and couldn't help but smile. "Baby, what's wrong with you?"

The little watermelon sighed and helped Bai Bai to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said, "Sister is terrible."

"It doesn't matter, she is just a little angry." Bai explained it.

The driver smiled and said, "Young man, is this your son?"

Bai gave an eyebrow and kissed a small watermelon. He smiled and said, "Can I see it with sunglasses?"

The small watermelon was reddened by the pro-face, and the head was buried in the neck of Bai Yu. The hands were holding the clothes of the latter, and the mouth muttered that he was bully and bad, and he was awkward and cute.

Mr. Driver snorted and said: "The mode of getting along with the two fathers and sons must be different from others, but you look very young. So soon, there are children who are getting married very quickly."

Bai Yu was amused by him and said, "Master, just park in front. I will go in after I will."

Mr. Driver sighed and couldn't help but sigh: "You used to work in Song, you can't see it. However, if you bring your child to the company, your boss is not angry?"

Bai Yu took out a hundred dollars to pay the fare and collected the change that Mr. Driver had found. He said with a profound meaning: "The boss is good, nothing."

When he got out of the car, Bai Yu walked down the Song's underground garage with his small watermelon. While walking, he took out his mobile phone and called Song Shiyi's phone: "Are you at the company now?"

Song Shiyi pressed his eyes and his voice was too difficult to hide: "Is there something?"

"I am in your company garage." Bai Yu found Song Shiyi's car and leaned in front of the car door and said, "If you have time, send me back. I just got out of the hospital and didn't drive."

Song Shizhen screams: "Noisy!"

Bai Yu snorted, and the old man was still so sullen. "If you don't have time, send someone to give me the key. I can go back by myself."

"Dududu" Song Shiyi hanged the phone violently.

Little watermelon is curious, biting a toffee in his mouth, looking up at Bai Bai: "Hegemony? Is it Uncle Song?"

Bai Yu kissed his son and ended up with a mouthful of candy and a black line: "Yes."

Three minutes later, Song Shiyi walked down the president's exclusive elevator with a cold face, and took a few steps. He looked at the appearance of Bai Yu and the small watermelon, and suddenly there was a warmth in his heart.

Bai Yu also saw the Song Dynasty stunned. "I thought that if you want to work, you will not have time to deal with me."

In the Song Dynasty, he glanced at Bai Yu and frowned and said: "Get on the bus!"

Bai gave a glimpse.

Song Shiyi didn't use the driver and drove himself. When he was halfway through, he suddenly said, "You just went to the supermarket to buy something."

He just saw the name of the supermarket printed on the bag that Bai Yu was holding.

"Buy some meat, vegetables, snacks." Bai Yu licked his fingers and counted, and then patted the small watermelon in his arms. "Sit well, don't move."

Song Shiyi’s car has no child seats, so Bai Yu holds this small watermelon in the back seat.

Bai Yu glanced at Song Shiyi in the driver's seat and stared at the side of the latter: "Song cannon, will you cook later?"

When the words came out, both of them were silent.

Bai Yu can't wait to take two slaps and call you a quick mouth!

The Song cannon was a nickname given to him when Bai Yu was in love with the old man. Because of the frequent number of sheets rolled up at the time, he couldn't help but take the name to Song.

When I first started taking the name, I only thought it was fun and added interest.

But now it is different from the previous situation.

Although their current relationship has been promoted to become a gunner, it is always natural to get along with them. These former nicknames still let it disappear over time.

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