Qi Yemo seemed to be just keeping him in hiding, and he had already felt the change in the atmosphere at this moment.

However, after swallowing the small piece of steak, he still came up with the next conclusion: "Since that kid is still well-behaved outside, it's not too late to stay for a while before coming back."

He was depressed, but he didn't have the whole family.

Ye Huanyu was almost ready to pick up his son as soon as possible.

As for Chenchen, I also think that my father is a bit too much for Yangyang when he does this.

Although he had never experienced it, he knew one thing: It’s good to be at home for a thousand days, but it’s difficult to go out for a while.

The guy Yangyang said before, including after meeting today, he also said how good it is to leave home.

As a brother, I know best that this guy is just stubborn.

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"Uncle Luo, I'm hungry."

Yang Yang sat on the sofa, holding the remote control in his hand and constantly changing the table.

He was like he was addicted to a mobile phone. Without it, he felt like he was chatting all day long.

Even going out became so boring.

All that remains is watching those boring TV series, and domestic cartoons that he feels a little naive.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Luo had already walked over from the kitchen with two bowls.

"Why is it fried noodles again? I'm going to vomit."

No need to look at it, just smell it and you already know what it is.

By the way, this thing I ate the most since I left home.

Qi Yemo sent Lao Luo to accompany Yangyang and took everything into account, but this issue of eating was ignored.

He often goes out with Qi Yemo or does various things for him. Lao Luo has developed the habit of "sleeping in the open in the wind".

As long as you can eat enough, you won’t care about anything else.

Fortunately, the fried noodles he is good at making are more delicious than those in big restaurants.

But no matter how good the food is, you will be bored if you eat too much.

Especially for children as old as Yangyang, their tastes need to be varied.

Lao Luo looked embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I can only do this. I will find an opportunity to talk to my master and let him send an aunt every now and then. Let's just give it a meal."

Yang Yang tilted the remote control in his hand to the sofa.

He showed off a bitter look like he was preparing to take medicine: "Well, because you have worked so hard for me today, I'll take it."

But after saying that, his eyes rolled and he looked smiling again.

Somehow, Lao Luo felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at him like this.

Those pair of eyes that were rolling around seemed to be having some idea again.

Sure enough, Yang Yang said next: "Uncle Luo, I blame me for what happened today. But I also want to blame you."

"Blame me?" Lao Luo looked surprised.

My heart said: It was obviously you boy who ran away before the light turned red.

Yang Yang picked up a piece of noodles, found his head and stuffed it into his mouth, and then sucked it hard.

After a long sound of "swish...", the whole noodles entered his mouth.

However, around the mouth, there was a trace of fried sauce.

Yang Yang didn't wipe it, but said righteously: "Of course, think about it, if I had a cell phone around me, would you still use it to look for me like this? You will sit in front of the cold drink stall and wait for me to come back."
Chapter completed!