Chen Zhiying looked at her husband again and was angry.

Chen Zhiying sighed a long time and gently stroked the back of his daughter's head, "You are called self-binding!"

Lin Yao didn't say anything, her face was almost put into the bowl.

The face and the bowl are just a gap, and the chopsticks are operated in the bowl. No matter how you look, you look like you are wronged.

Chen Zhiying felt uncomfortable when he saw it, "Your dad and I may not have that much hatred for Wang Yu."

"But... won't accept him again."

"You don't have to make yourself so passive."

Chen Zhiying saw that his daughter's face was almost put into a bowl and looked like an ostrich, with her eyes a little sore, and she looked at Lin Qiusheng with discomfort.

My daughter's tears should have dripped into the bowl and ate it with the rice?

Chen Zhixiang pursed his lips, reached out to pinch his daughter's wrist, and rubbed it hard...

Lin Yao suddenly looked up, looked at her parents with a silly face, and her cheeks were bulging...

Lin Qiusheng and Chen Zhiying's noses were sore.

Lin Yao was so stupid that she was confused.

Let’s look at Lin Yao’s bowl, which is cleaner than her face.

The couple didn't know how to describe their feelings...

Lin Yao said again, "I'm not full yet..."

Daughter, what's wrong with Daughter?

Turn grief into food?

Or gradually transform into a gull?

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Chapter completed!