Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Song Chenchen grinned at him, then climbed onto the stool and put the bowl on the dining table, "Shushu, the food is ready, come and taste my cooking."

Li Baihan walked over and stretched out his hand to help him.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to imagine that this table of delicious dishes came from the hands of a five-year-old child.

"It smells so good." Li Baihan sniffed it lightly. The food was steaming, which made him very appetizing. "Chenchen, your cooking skills are really good."

The little guy immediately smiled and showed two rows of white teeth, "Sit down and eat while it's hot."

The little guy was unbelievably attentive, and even ran over to pull out a chair for Li Baihan. Li Baihan raised his eyebrows, "Where did you learn these deceptive tricks?"

Song Chenchen felt a little guilty, "It's the series at [-] o'clock in the evening, you sit fast, sit fast."

Li Baihan looked at his white and tender head, and wanted to stretch out his hands to squeeze it. This child is really painful, and I don't know how much he has suffered to be so sensible.

The other five-year-old child is probably still in the arms of his parents and wants what he wants, but he is already sensible enough to cook and please others.

After Song Chenchen saw him sitting down, he quickly climbed up to the chair next to him, sat down beside Li Baihan in an orderly manner, picked up his chopsticks and said, "Then I'll start."

Li Baihan looked at the table of home-cooked dishes and was momentarily stunned.

Recalling what he was doing when he was five years old, he couldn't remember at all, but it was absolutely impossible for him to cook a table of meals at that time.

"Did the Song family treat your mother and son badly?"

Song Chenchen blinked his eyes, as if he didn't understand why Li Baihan asked such a question, he said, "Very good, grandparents are very kind to me and Mommy, and uncle, uncle and uncle are very kind to us."

Hearing this, Li Baihan didn't really believe his words in his heart, if that family really treated them well, would they be willing to let such a young child start cooking at the age of two or three?
He even imagined the scene of them being bullied in the Song family, and he felt more and more that it was no wonder Song Weiyi refused to explain.

The woman refused to ask him for help when she was in danger, let alone tell her that the Song family treated her badly.

Li Baihan was quite angry last night. Looking at the dishes Song Chenchen cooked, he couldn't get angry at all.

He watched Song Chenchen's cheeks bulge from eating, and he didn't ask any more questions, but he felt even more distressed that it was not easy for the mother and son to live under the fence.

"Shushu, don't my dishes taste good?" Seeing Li Baihan not moving his chopsticks, Song Chenchen looked at him anxiously, fearing that the dishes he cooked were not to his liking.

Li Baihan quickly picked up a chopstick of shredded potatoes and put them into his mouth. The shredded potatoes were hot and sour and crispy, and the heat was just right, but a little spicy.

He doesn't usually eat spicy food, so he coughed from choking.

Song Chenchen was so frightened that she quickly took a bowl of soup and pushed it in front of him, "Shu Shu, drink some soup, I didn't know you can't eat spicy food."

Li Baihan picked up the soup and took a sip. The soup was a little hot and his throat was hot. He coughed lightly twice, and looked at Nuomi Duanzi's dark eyes staring at him without blinking.

He reached out and rubbed his head, "Don't be afraid, uncle is fine, he will be fine in a while."

"You can't eat spicy food." Song Chenchen was a little disappointed, he and Mommy both love spicy food, "From then on, we can't put chili peppers in our cooking."

Hearing his tone was a little regretful, Li Baihan smiled and said: "Children, don't eat too spicy, it's not good for your health."

Song Chenchen tilted his head and thought for a while before finally compromising, "Okay."

Who made you my father.

A family is called a family only if they eat the same food.

Li Baihan looked at him in surprise, thinking that he had to persevere a little longer, but he did not expect to compromise so soon, he said: "It's okay to eat once in a while, but you can't eat it often."

"Yeah." Song Chenchen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, but his cute appearance was very soft. He rubbed his hands and looked at him carefully, "Shu Shu, look at me for making such a big concession, can you Can't you stop being angry with my mommy?"

Li Baihan raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

Song Chenchen lowered her head, revealing her perfectly shaped forehead, "My mommy actually likes you very much, although she never mentions you to me."

Li Baihan narrowed his eyes, "Never?"

Song Chenchen nodded vigorously, "Mommy doesn't mention you to me, but I like you very much, so I came to you, Shushu, do you hate me?"

Facing the child's innocent eyes, Li Baihan shook his head, "Why should I hate you?"

"Because I'm Mommy's child, I heard that many people don't like oil bottles. You may only like the big ones, not the small ones." Song Chenchen fingered anxiously.

Li Baihan was amused by his words, and asked deliberately as if teasing him: "Then are you an oil bottle?"

"No, no," Song Chenchen desperately waved his hands, and then counted his own advantages with his fingers.

"Look, I can do everything, I can cook, I can tidy up my room, I can go to school by myself, I don't cling to my mommy, if you don't want to see me, give me a small bedroom, I will hide in the bedroom and not come out , will never prevent you from falling in love with my mommy."

The little guy was so wronged that tears rolled in his eyes.

"But I still hope that you can like me a little bit, because I like you very much, and I don't mind you being my father, and I don't mind you giving me another little brother or little sister."

Li Baihan's heart was sour and soft, the child's words were so humble and condescending, it must have made him feel bad.

Boss Li, who was decisive and ruthless in the mall, faced the child with a few heart-pounding words, but couldn't say anything.

He put down his chopsticks, stretched out his hand and sat him on his lap, "Why are you so stupid?"

Song Chenchen stared at him blankly, with tears still on his eyelashes, looking very aggrieved and pitiful.

"A cute child like you is not a drag, let alone a burden. Uncle likes you very much. You are not allowed to belittle yourself in the future. Do you understand?"

Song Chenchen seemed to understand, "What does Zibian mean? I'm very round. Look at my chubby face."

Li Baihan laughed, stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek, "Yes, yes, your face is chubby, all right, eat quickly, the food will hurt your stomach if it gets cold."

Song Chenchen followed suit, showing two cute canine teeth, "Shushu, will you marry my mommy? Will you have children? Will you still love me after having children?"

Li Baihan gave him a headache from asking a series of questions, so he put him on the chair and said in a low voice, "Sit down and eat."

"Oh," Song Chenchen sat down, thinking about it, she was still not reconciled, and whispered, "Shu Shu, I will love my younger brothers and sisters very much, can you love me too?"