In those days before, she always regarded Chenchen as Yangyang, so she didn't ask. Now, she just wants to know more about Chenchen to make up for the gaps in the past five years.

"Actually..." Chenchen stood beside the kitchen, a hint of shyness flashing through his calm eyes, "I like to eat lighter..."

Ye Huanyu looked back at his son's embarrassed expression, stunned for two seconds, and then, "Hahaha..." He burst out laughing.

Chenchen has always controlled his emotions well, and was distracted bit by bit because of his mother's laughter.

"My Chenchen baby, your expression is the same as your dad! Your dad usually has a paralyzed face, a zombie face, a glacier face, as if everyone owes him five million. But in fact..." Speaking of this, Ye Huanyu suddenly became mysterious, "Tell you secretly, although your dad looks cold, but once he takes off his clothes and pants... it's so hot and affectionate...hahaha!"

Chen Chen widened his eyes in surprise, "Really?"

Ye Huanyu nodded thiefly, "But even if your father is stripped naked, he is still a complete bastard inside and outside! But the former is a cold bastard, and the latter is... a dull bastard! Hahaha..."

As if infected by Ye Huanyu's cheerful laughter, Chenchen's eyebrows were unconsciously flying.

What else in this world can you be happy to have a comrade standing on the same front with you and share the same hatred?

When dealing with Qi Yemo, the mother and son automatically spontaneously unite the front.

"Haha, but in comparison, you are a little bit more like your dad. He also likes lighter flavors, and he is very picky about food." Ye Huanyu remembered several times when he had eaten with Qi Yemo. "On the contrary, Yangyang and I are delicious and spicy, and we often eat."

Chen Chen glanced at the bottle of red chili sauce and pursed his lips, "Then I want to be like my mother, too..."

A warm feeling flashed through Ye Huanyu's heart, "Silly child, taste is born with nature. No matter who you are like, you are like Yangyang, you will always be your mother's heart and soul."

The hot rice noodles were served, the bowl of Ye Huanyu's spicy and sour taste, and the bowl of Chenchen's three-fresh taste.

The mother and son are having a warm meal.

Chenchen's phone rings loudly—

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Chenchen hurried to pick them up.

"Hey? Yangyang?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a while.

Ye Huanyu tightened his heart, ran over and hugged Chenchen in his arms. Chenchen immediately pressed his phone hands-free.

In an instant, I heard a miserable sound of "Wow... Mom..." from the phone.

Ye Huanyu felt aching when he heard it, "Baby? Mom is here, Mom is here!"

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

"Mom...would you please pick me up home? Woo woo..."

Ye Huanyu's eyebrows were furrowing, and his two sons were in the heart. No matter which one cried, she felt uncomfortable. "Yangyang, don't cry for now. Tell mom what happened, huh?"

"...Wuwu, Dad told Grandma that he wanted to lock me up alone... and said he wanted to hire a nanny to monitor me every day...Wuwu, Mom doesn't want it... It's so quiet here, Yangyang is afraid..."

"Closed?" Ye Huanyu's heart tightened.

Chen Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Brother, don't be afraid..."
Chapter completed!