In the previous days, she had always regarded Chenchen as Yangyang, so she didn't ask. Now, she just wants to know more about Chenchen so that she can make up for the gap in the past five years.

"Actually......" Chenchen stood by the kitchen, a touch of shyness crossed his calm eyes, "I like to eat lighter ......"

Ye Huanyu looked back at her son's embarrassed expression, was stunned for two seconds, and then "Hahaha......" burst into laughter.

Chenchen has always controlled his emotions very well, because of his mother's laughter, and little by little. Solution.

"My Chenchen baby, your expression is with you. Dad has a fight! You. Dad usually has a paralyzed face, a zombie face, and a glacier face, as if everyone owes him five million. But what about the reality......" Speaking of this, Ye Huanyu suddenly became mysterious, "Tell you secretly, you." Although Dad's appearance is cold, once he picks off his clothes and pants...... Can be heated. Love...... Hahaha! ”

Chenchen's eyes widened in surprise, "Really? ”

Ye Huanyu nodded sheepishly, "But, you." Even if Dad is stripped naked, he is still a complete bastard inside and out! It's just that the former is a cold bastard, and the latter...... It's a stuffy bastard! Hahaha......"

As if infected by Ye Huanyu's cheerful laughter, the corners of Chenchen's eyebrows unconsciously rose.

What else in this world can be happy to have a comrade-in-arms who stands on the same front with you and shares the same hatred?

On the issue of treating Qi Yemo, the mother and son spontaneously united the front.

"Hehe, but you're like you in comparison. Dad, a little more. He also likes lighter flavors, and ah, he's a picky eater. Ye Huanyu remembered a few times when she had dinner with Qi Yemo, "On the contrary, it is me and Yangyang, who eat fragrant and drink spicy food, and can often feast." ”

Chenchen's eyes glanced at the bottle of red chili sauce and pursed his lips, "Then I want to be like my mother......"

Ye Huanyu felt a burst of warmth in her heart, "Silly boy, taste is innate. No matter who you are like, you, like Yangyang, will always be your mother's sweetheart. ”

The hot rice noodles are served, Ye Huanyu's bowl of sour and spicy flavors, and Chenchen's bowl of three fresh flavors.

Mother and son are eating warmly.

Chenchen's phone rang loudly-

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Chenchen hurriedly ran to pick it up.

"Hello? Yang? ”

There was silence on the other end of the line for a while.

Ye Huanyu's heartstrings tightened, and she hurriedly ran over and hugged Chenchen in her arms. Chenchen immediately pressed the mobile phone on the hands-free.

In an instant, I only heard a "woo-wow...... Mom ......" came miserably from the phone.

Ye Huanyu's heart hurt when she heard this, "Baby? Mommy is here, Mommy is here! ”

Yang Yang was on the other end of the phone, and he could hear that he was hiding in a corner, deliberately lowering his voice.

"Mom...... Will you take me home? Woohoo......"

Ye Huanyu's eyebrows were heavy, her two sons were the flesh of her heart, no matter which one cried, she was uncomfortable, "Yangyang, don't cry first." Tell mom what the hell happened, huh? ”

“…… Woo, my dad told my grandmother to lock me up alone...... He also said that he would hire a nanny to monitor me every day...... Wow, mom don't want to ...... It's so quiet here, Yangyang is scared ......"

"Locked up?" Ye Huanyu's heart tightened.

Chen Chen couldn't help but furrowed his brows, "Brother, don't be afraid of ......"

Who knows, before Chen Chen finished speaking, Yang Yang's displeased voice interrupted him, "your brother, your brother!" Mom, I don't care about me, I don't want to be Qi Sichen, I want to go home......"