Chapter 41: You're a fool

Chapter 41: A Premeditated Runaway

Sui Sui grabbed the chopsticks, and seemed to be a little embarrassed by his gaffe just now, and after a while, he laughed, bent his eyebrows, and tried to get through with selling cuteness.

Joe's only son died in her womb three years ago.

If the child were still alive, he would be as old as he was a child.

She was silent for a while, smiled at Sui Sui, helped him scoop a spoonful of tomato scrambled eggs, and sat next to Sui Sui as if nothing had happened just now, and ate noodles with him.

Sui Sui sucked the noodles while continuing to watch the live show over there.

After a while, he suddenly frowned and said, "I don't like it." ”

Joe's dish was indeed a little salty, and she thought that Sui Sui was saying that her dish was not tasty.

"I don't like Aunt Sue." was about to pour a glass of water for Sui Sui, but Sui Sui pointed to the woman next to Li Yeting on the TV and said seriously.

That is Su Ruyan, who can be regarded as Li Yeting's childhood sweetheart, and Li Yeting is two years old.

The Su family and the Li family are very diligent, and it is not strange to know Su Ruyan at a young age.

Joe only looked at it, then withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes to look at Sui Sui, and asked him, "Why don't you like it?" ”

Sui Sui tilted his little head, chewed the noodles in his mouth, and only replied with a red face for a long time: "I just don't like it." ”

After that, he swallowed the noodles that were not very tasty, and made a "coo" sound, which brought a compliment: "It's delicious!" ”

Mommy's noodles are better than those made by the chef at home!

Joe's head was the only moment, and she wasn't thick enough to respond to the praise of the year.

Because Sui Sui didn't like Su Ruyan, he tuned the TV to the children's channel again, watched cartoons with relish, and ate noodles and meals.

Joe stared thoughtfully at Sui Sui for a while, and when he finished eating the noodles, he poured him another glass of water and went to wash the dishes.

When she cleaned up the kitchen and came out, she found that Sui Sui had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Qiao Weiwei walked up to him and was about to carry him back to his room to sleep, but he heard Sui Sui mutter: "Baba......"

A few days ago, Li Yeting stayed on the sofa, and the child may have smelled the smell of Li Yeting's body.

The moment she reached out to hug Sui Sui, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the small school sign he hung on her chest: Li Siqiao.

Like a girl's name.

Joe, referring to Joey the Guys?

But a few years ago, Joey was not an adult, so it shouldn't have been Joey's life.

She was silent for a while, but still carried Sui Sui to the bed in the inner room, wiped his face with a towel damp with water, and wiped a few scratches on his face with iodine.

I rummaged through his bulging little bag, and sure enough, there were two small clothes in a mess.

Well, it was clearly a premeditated runaway.

She couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and was about to change the dirty clothes for the little thing, when the mobile phone suddenly vibrated on the side.

She glanced at it, and Li Yeting called.

Abroad, Rose Manor.

Li Yeting stood on the porch, patiently waiting for the other end to answer his call, the strong aroma of roses mixed with a faint smell of wine, a little smoky.

"You're talking to your sister-in-law on the phone, aren't you?" In the living room, the fifth child lost the last two cards in his hand, glanced behind him, and said.

On the side, Fu Ci stared at the cards in his hand, and joked with Lao Wu: "The wound on his mouth shouldn't have been bitten by his sister-in-law, right?" Just this small wound on the mouth can be on the hot search, we can't compare. ”

"Even if you are seriously injured and paralyzed in bed after a big victory, it is not as big as his sesame injury." The fifth laughed.

The people inside laughed and frolicked, but Li Yeting just laughed and waited quietly for Qiao to answer the phone.

Half a minute later, I heard her "beep" on the other side.