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Yes, how can Shao Linlin keep running in an unreliable direction and not looking back.

"Don't divulge it, you'll know when the time comes.

Coming out of the restaurant, Wen Ning declined Shao Linlin's proposal to send their father and son home, anyway, it was only more than ten minutes to walk back from his residence, but it could allow him to take his son to consume food and save him from sleeping comfortably for a while.

"Dad. Wen Xiaobao took his father's hand and walked back all the way, seeing that he was almost home, but was attracted by a marshmallow seller on the side of the road, "That cloud, colorful, can you eat?" "

Xiaobao can't eat any more tonight. Wen Ning solemnly grabbed his son's little finger pointing at the marshmallow, "Didn't you eat a lot of candy today?" Eat marshmallows again, and when you go to bed at night, the little insects will all come out and bite your teeth, biting your teeth all through small holes, and you won't be able to eat in the future. "

Ah~" Xiaobao opened his mouth and bit his little fist, his eyes were fixed on the cart selling marshmallows, eager to keep all the sugar in the cart for himself. "Daddy?"

"How many times do you call Dad, we can't eat marshmallows anymore today. Wen Ning couldn't stand his son's cute appearance, so he simply raised his face to scare him, "If you want to ask for candy here again, Dad doesn't want you anymore." "

Ah~! Xiaobao still reluctantly bites his little fist to sell cuteness, he remembers that in the TV that Luo Lin watched with him, when other children wanted to ask their parents for something, they all did it, why didn't it work when they got to their father?

"You snacker, can you not just think about eating! Wen Ning weakly grabbed the two pieces of flesh on his son's cheek and shook it from side to side, "Let's go, let's go home."

Shu Yi, who was across the road, sat in the car and watched Wen Ning slowly walk away with the child from a distance. He didn't know why, he drove by here just now, and saw his little assistant walking on the road with the child in his arms, so he subconsciously parked the car on the side of the road to watch them interact together. It seems that the little child held by Wen Ning has been attracting his attention in the dark.

It wasn't until he couldn't see the big and small people in his sight anymore that Shu Yi turned off the car and slowly walked towards the stall selling cotton candy, "This, how to sell it?" "

One dollar and one piece. When the marshmallow seller saw the business coming to his door, he hurriedly squeaked and stepped on the pedal, "Sir, do you want white or colored?" "

White. Shu Yi took out two yuan from his pocket, "Buy two." He

casually pulled a piece from the wooden stick and put it in his mouth, and then felt the taste of the marshmallow quickly melting in his mouth, Shu Yi unconsciously reached out and poked another candy ball that he hadn't eaten yet. It was the first time he had eaten this little thing when he had grown so big, and no one had ever thought of buying him a marshmallow to eat when he was a child. Every day, he was either hurriedly urging him to learn this and that, or telling him to know Uncle So-and-so, so that when he grew up over the years, he began to envy those little beans who were held in the arms of adults.

They are all happy children. If he has children in the future, he can't let him go his own way. Children, if you miss something in the sixth paragraph of a certain year, you will never make it back in the future.