Deliverance of a Counterattack | Counterattack Through Pregnancy

Chapter 23 [Bet of Attack and Receive]

　　　　After the rain passed and the weather cleared, Xu Cinian rarely took a leisurely stroll. Instead of setting up a stall on Chengnan Street, he stayed at home with his son.

　　"Open your mouth, ah..." He took the small porcelain spoon and opened his mouth to coax the nest to eat egg custard.

　　The steamed, tender and fragrant egg custard is Wowo's favorite, especially after sprinkling a few drops of sesame oil, the little guy can't move his legs when he sees it. He swallows the last spoonful of egg custard and lie on Xu. At the end of the Xinnian, I will not move my knees, "I still need..."

　　"No, can I steam it for you at noon?" Xu Cinian had nothing to do with this foodie son, and he had to get up to pick up the small bowl.

　　"Woo...belly..." Wowo patted his chubby belly and looked at his father with a pitiful face, "Mi is full..."

　　Xu Cinian couldn't laugh or cry, "You have eaten a bowl of egg custard, two small buns, and a ham sausage. The three-year-old child does not eat as much as you. You are not allowed to eat anymore, otherwise my father will not support you. Fatty."

　　"No...not fat!" Wowo usually spends too long with Luo Xiaomao. He is deeply ingrained in his head that he is beautiful when he is thin, so every time he hears others say he is "fat", "round", "duanzi" and so on. It's very exciting.

　　Climbing up to Xu Cinian's thigh, he threw himself on his chest, muttering a bun face, and started rubbing around, "If you want to eat...not fat...egg custard..."

　　"Stop messing around! Hey, itchy, you little bastard!" The dull hairs on Wowo's head rubbed against the itchy flesh of Xu Cinian's neck. He was still holding a bowl in his hand, and his arms were laughing now. They were all shaking, and one accidentally spilled water from the bowl on his body.

　　He had just taken a shower in the morning and put on a white cotton shirt. At this moment, he was stained by water, his chest was wet, and his neckline was snatched away by the quilt, revealing a large chest that was steamed red with water.

　　Luo Xiaomao just saw this scene when he opened the door and came in. He immediately became happy, pinching his throat and laughing strangely, "Hehe, love and nourishment is not the same~ I was so alive early in the morning, sincerely stimulating me as a widow! "

　　Xu Cinian picked up Wowo on his shoulders, hooped his little butt to prevent him from moving, and stared at Luo Xiaomao with a tut, "Don't give me a shit, what did you do two days ago? Now I know how to come back. Yes, I wanted to call 110 to report missing persons."

　　Luo Xiaomao didn't wear women's clothing today, or fleece and canvas shoes. He was neatly dressed. He had a pretty face with a playful look. "I'm not giving you a place to live with Qu Cheng. You two looked ambiguous that night. If I don't have this light bulb, Hide more and the cliff will be hacked to death by the big boss."

　　When he said this, he gave a smirk, and the whole person leaned forward and said with a YD look, "Seeing you are so happy today, you must be fed, right? Day and night, how is his skill in bed? His nose is so strong, it must be underneath. Big!"

　　"You mother!" Xu Cinian couldn't help but explode.

　　Wowo, who was struggling in his arms, suddenly poked his head out, widened his eyes and asked curiously, "What's the size?"

　　Luo Xiaomao smiled directly, bowed his head and kissed Wo Wo twice, "I see, your son is also very curious. What is going on with you? He is the man in the prison. Wo Wo his father, right?"