It's too much fun, I'm pregnant by pretending to be a man

Hearing Yu Shaoqing's chirping, Xiaolang even praised him, "You're pretty good at it."

Yu Shaoqing's red lips pursed slightly, and he smiled without speaking.

When Qin Fang came to deliver meals to Youli, the little ancestor was still sleeping leaning against the door of Youli's courtyard.

Qin Fang put down the food for Little Ancestor and You Li and shouted into the yard.

"I made sweet and sour short ribs and fried fish for you. Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."

Qin Fang left after shouting, and the little ancestor was also woken up by him.

He rubbed his eyes, sniffed through his little nose, and said in a milky voice, "It smells so good."

Looking down, he saw the dinner plate on the side, which was filled with delicious food.

My little ancestor’s love for meat really followed his mother’s footsteps, especially sweet and sour pork ribs.

Because he was too young to eat much meat, Qin Fang gave him three pieces every time.

The more the child ate, the more he became greedy. Three pieces were simply not enough, and he had no choice but to taste the taste on his bones.

Although he was sick, his love for sweet and sour short ribs had not changed at all.

When I heard about the sweet and sour short ribs, I immediately jumped down from the second floor.

He didn't even bother to open the door and climbed out over the wall.

As soon as his free feet landed on the ground, the little ancestor picked up a piece of sweet and sour short ribs and put it into his mouth.

You Li looked coldly at the sweet and sour short ribs in his hand.

The little ancestor licked his delicate little mouth and swallowed again.

Finally, he stretched out his little hand very reluctantly and said, "I'll blow it to cool it down, don't burn my mouth, brother can eat it."

There was a hint of crying in the milky voice.

It would have been better if I didn't choose which piece looked better just now. What should I choose? I just picked up a piece and now I have eaten it in my mouth.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Youli's lips, and he slowly squatted down.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the little ancestor reluctantly put the sweet and sour short ribs in her hand into her mouth.

Looking at the soup on his fingers, the little ancestor did the next best thing and started licking his fingers.

Although there is no meat, the thick soup is still very flavorful.

You know, before today, he could eat sweet and sour short ribs with his brother.

Now only my brother can eat meat. He is licking his fingers. It’s so sad.

Seeing the little ancestor with tears in his eyes and wiggling his fingers, You Li sat on the beach.

She glanced coldly at the plate with sweet and sour pork ribs, and her little ancestor immediately fed her another piece.

Then he continued to wiggle his fingers in aggrieved manner.

When You Li finished eating, the little ancestor immediately fed the next piece without any instructions from her.

After feeding, I continued to lick my fingers, but the taste of wiping my fingers was not as good as eating meat.

The little ancestor slurred and swallowed. He looked pitiful, but still a little cute.

You Li snorted coldly, "I actually don't think you're dirty."

Yes, after wiping his fingers, his little fingers were covered with saliva, and then he fed her sweet and sour short ribs.

The little ancestor stretched out his hand and looked at his fingers.

"I licked it clean, it's not dirty at all!"

When You Li snorted coldly, she didn't realize that there was a faint smile on her lips.

When the little ancestor was about to put another piece of sweet and sour short ribs into You Li's mouth, she tilted her head and said, "You eat it."

Hearing this, the little ancestor's eyes lit up.

Afraid that my brother would regret it again, he quickly stuffed the sweet and sour short ribs into his mouth.

Youli felt that the little ancestor was squinting his eyes and eating.

Like that silly dog, silly and cute.

While the little ancestor was eating, he stood up and went directly to hug You Li.

He put his arms around her neck and kissed her with his greasy mouth.

"Brother, I was wrong, don't let me go, okay?" The little ancestor kissed You Li and coaxed her.

"Go away." You Li said something to tell people to go away, but his hands were still half-protecting the little ancestor's back.

Because the little ancestor stood on tiptoes and twisted his body, he fell easily.

"No, no, I love my brother the most. My brother is the most important. No father can compare with me."

The little ancestor's coaxing mouth is actually better than his own mother's.

His biological mother coaxed his biological father, and the most she could do was scratch her palms.

He coaxed her with hugs and kisses and nice words.

"Go away..." start

Before You Li could finish his words, he was kissed on the lips by his little ancestor.

“Brother’s mouth is so soft, and his heart must be soft too!”

The milky little voice sounded like it was covered in honey.

Hearing the little ancestor say that her lips were soft, Youliang pursed her lips.

Soft?

"Brother, don't be angry with me, okay?" The little ancestor rubbed his free ear with his little mouth and continued to act like a baby.

You Li's ears were itchy from being rubbed, so he turned his head and said, "You are so annoying."

The little ancestor nodded, "Yeah, I'm annoying, I'm annoying, I'm the most annoying."

You Li remained silent with a cold face, mainly because she didn't know how to answer this little loser's words.

He is quite talkative at a young age and is used to coaxing people.

The little ancestor pursed his lips and said greedily, "Brother, the sweet and sour short ribs won't taste good when they get cold."

You Li looked at the way he was swallowing saliva and said coldly, "It tastes bad, you eat it."

The little ancestor ate the sweet and sour short ribs with satisfaction. While eating, he said, "It tastes bad, it really tastes bad."

You Li watched the little ancestor licking his fingers while eating, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

Youli didn't know that her little ancestor's little moves were exactly the same as hers.

-

Bo's old house

"This is Huailou, my good brother, can't we play with him?" Mumu crossed his arms, looked at the prince opposite and asked.

The prince lowered his head, spinning the Rubik's Cube in his hand, and replied coldly, "No."

Little Sweet Dou was resting on the prince's lap, smacking her lips and looking at Fu Huailou.

Is this person a child?

Why do you have to play with them?

"Huailou has a lot of money and can buy any toys." Mumu was fighting for Fu Huailou again.

Before his younger siblings came back, Huailou played with him.

In the past, he really hated Huai Lou. When he played with him, he would always steal his things.

She is still willing to be angry, and when she is angry, she still wants to be coaxed.

But after smashing his chicken last time, he was always worried that it would be damaged.

He heard his great-grandfather say that if a man's chicken is broken, it will be useless.

He didn't know if Huailou's chicken was dead, but he didn't tell him if he asked, and told him to shut up.

He could only be nicer to Huailou, which could be considered as compensation.

Huailou's bad temper was also unpleasant, and no one wanted to play with him.

Fu Huailou, like Mu Mu, crossed his arms and looked at the prince.

Why do I feel like this kid is so tall...

Fu Huailou approached Mumu and asked, "Who do you think he looks like?"

Mumu rolled his eyes. He was really convinced by Huailou's intelligence.

"He is my uncle's son. Who do you think he looks like?"

Fu Huailou gave Mumu a "are you stupid" look.

"It looks like your uncle, but it's only partly like him. He definitely looks like the same person."

Fu Huailou just couldn't remember who he looked like.

Fu Huailou still can't accept the fact that Bo Ye has an extra son and daughter.

Asked if he was from Hesheng, he wouldn't say.

Although Bo Ye felt sorry for Xiao Li, the child was innocent.

He had problems with Bo Ye, but he still liked the child.

Especially the little Sweet Pea, she is so cute, but she is not allowed to be held.

Except for Bo Ye, no one could hug her, not even the old man.

"Here you go, eat more quickly." Mumu grabbed a small handful and stuffed it into Fu Huailou's hand.

Fu Huailou looked down and saw a few peeled walnut kernels in his hand.

Are you asking him to replenish his brain?

Mumu sighed and said, "You idiot, you still look like their mother!"