Chapter 273 Tingting Confides in Xiaobao

Xiaobao was silent.

"Don't want to?" she asked.

"Mom, living with a fat girl is terrible. It will make my nose covered with snot..."

Cheng Yingxuan pretended to be sad, "You don't even listen to what I say..."

"If you really ask me to marry twenty years from now, I will marry you." Xiaobao thought seriously for a moment, "You just said that I have to marry a beautiful woman. At worst, I will just marry a few more."

Sure enough, the little bastard doesn't really know what to marry or not to marry. She quickly waved her hand, "No. Just understand and don't judge a person by his appearance."

"A son follows his mother's fate. I try my best to appreciate the fat girl's inner side. Although she has no inner beauty at all, only inner stupidity. I think my mother didn't judge Uncle Yan by his appearance."

She nodded, suddenly confused, "Do you know there is something wrong with your Uncle Yan's appearance?"

"He is wearing a mask on the left side of his face. Even a fool would know there is something wrong." He scratched his tender chin with his fingers. "Generally speaking, there are two possibilities. One is that Uncle Yan is wearing a mask to show off, but he is not that Boring person. Moreover, he told me that the left side of his face was severely burned and it was ugly. Mom, you have to be mentally prepared."

"Yes, yes." She was so sleepy that she fell asleep just after answering.

Seeing that her quilt was only half covered, Cheng Xiaobao twisted the corner of the quilt with his little hands and pulled the quilt under her neck. Then he got out of bed quietly and went to the kitchen to cook porridge and prepare breakfast by himself.

When the little guy saw that the master bedroom door was open and there was a set of Yan Shiting's clothes and his mother's unwashed clothes in the bathroom, he took the initiative to take their clothes, washed them in the fully automatic washing machine on the small balcony, and then hung them up to dry...

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In his sleep, Yan Shiting felt that someone was peeping at him. The gaze was sizing and probing, so innocent that there was no trace of malice.

Then, something crept onto the bed.

He fished it out with his long arm. He expected to find an exquisite female body, but he didn't expect it to be a little guy. When he opened his eyes, he unexpectedly saw Xiaobao, "Little guy..."

Just woke up, his slightly hoarse male voice was full of magnetism.

Xiaobao pounced on him, pressing his whole body against him through the quilt, "Uncle Yan, you slept for more than seven hours, is that about it?"

"That's enough." He nodded slightly with a stiff face. He wasn't quite used to the little guy's closeness yet, but he liked it very much.

"You didn't go to bed until nearly seven in the morning. I didn't want to wake you up, but you didn't eat breakfast or lunch. If you don't get up, you will only eat one meal a day, which is not good for your stomach." The little guy sat up and directly Sitting on his belly, "I cooked rice porridge, would Uncle Yan want to drink some of it?"

Sitting with this little guy, listening to his tender and caring voice, Yan Shiting felt inexplicably warm and touched, "Of course I want to drink. I slept for more than seven hours. In fact, five and a half years ago, , I haven’t slept well for a long time since the left side of my face was burned, and I only sleep three to five hours a day.”

After saying that, he couldn't help but pause.

How could he talk to a little kid who didn't understand anything?

The little guy stretched out his tender hand and touched his unmasked right face, "Poor Uncle Yan!"

"..." Three black lines appeared on Yan Shiting's forehead. He, the heir to the powerful Yan family and the CEO of Thunder Group, would not bow down when he saw him. How could he be pitiful?