I Can Kiss You Forever - Chapter 472

Is it difficult for him to see the wrong eye in the fierce night? In fact, Fu’an is not as simple as it seems?

The little guy fell into a memory: “I seem to have seen him in the little black room.” Author’s recommendation: the mythical era of famine

“Little black house? What little black house? You mean uncle Fu’an was locked up in the little black house by your adoptive father?”

Li yanye listened to his son’s amazing words and asked him in a tight voice.

The little guy shook his head and denied, “no, it was when you were locked up in a small black room by your adoptive father.”

“When you were in Fort spee?”

“No, no, it’s the little black house in the house by the sea. I’m just not sure if it’s him.”

The little guy hesitated again. He didn’t want to recall such a troublesome thing.

However, in the heart of Li yanye, the waves turned up.

Fu’an has been to Repulse Bay silently? Still in the basement?

Why didn’t he notice at all? Is this true or false? But he vaguely felt that his son might have read it right.

Soon, a plate of Italian beef stewed noodles with color and aroma was placed in front of the little guy. When he was surrounded by the aroma, he decided to forget everything just now.

However, after eating a mouthful of stewed noodles, the little guy found that there were only two plates of this delicious stewed noodles. He had one plate with Fu’an, but Li yanye didn’t.

“Why didn’t Li yanye?”

Fu’an glanced at the little guy and said faintly, “your father has suffered serious internal injury, so you shouldn’t eat such heavy taste food.”

Li yanye gave Fu’an a white eye he couldn’t see. “It won’t hurt if you eat it. If you don’t eat it, you will die! Give me your hand quickly!”

Li yanye wanted to get up and grab it, but found that the pain from his ribs pulled him out of breath.

Seeing this, the little guy immediately lost his fork and ran to hold his father Li yanye.

Then he put the medicated food on the table with both hands.

“Deep, your father can only eat this and give it to you!”

Fu’an added quietly, “if he really wants to eat stewed noodles, you can give him one and a half, but the more he eats, the more he hurts. Decide for yourself!”

He dropped these words and left with his stewed noodles.

It’s really the most suitable thing to give Li yanye the medicine to his son. He doesn’t need Fu’an to continue to make some unnecessary quarrels with Li yanye.

“The more you eat, the more you get hurt” left by Fu’an is really a great challenge for Xia Shen, who is five years old.

He knew he was badly hurt and couldn’t eat such a heavy taste. But can only eat the black and smelly medicinal diet on the tea table.

The little guy’s little hand picked up the bowl of medicated food and looked at his father Li yanye, who was frowning. He hesitated a little.

He’s really wrong about people. Fu’an is a big villain. He not only left a plate of noodles for him and his father, but also asked him to feed his father such a bitter medicinal diet. But think about it, it seems that this is also for the good of his father.

Li yanye just wants to put this bowl of medicated food directly on Fu’an’s face, so that he can know that he is his king. What can I do if I don’t eat it!

But in the face of his son’s fierce night, he couldn’t be fierce.

“Deep, go and eat stewed noodles first. It’s not delicious when it’s cold! The food made by Fu’an is still delicious!”

Li yanye won’t grab a plate of stewed noodles with his son.

The little guy didn’t eat it, but stared at Li yanye and said, “Li yanye, shall I feed you medicine? Mommy said that good medicine tastes bitter.”

Li Yan knows what Fu’an wants to do. He actually let his own son force himself to eat this shit. It’s so bitter.

“Deeply… Deeply, you listen to Dad. In fact, Dad’s disease is almost cured… Fu’an took this medicine deliberately to punish me. If you believe him, our father and son will be fooled by him!”

Li yanye is the most powerful regardless of eloquence or brain.

It’s just that the little guy doesn’t listen blindly. He already has his own judgment.

“But I don’t think uncle Fu’an is a liar who can cheat.”

“My dear son, don’t be blinded by the good appearance installed by the rich! The so-called knowing people’s mouth and face but not their heart, understand?”

Li yanye doesn’t want to slander Fu’an all the time, but he really hates to eat this traditional Chinese medicine diet. Even if it’s black, it’s hard enough to make people want to vomit. It’s a mouthful. It’s a year shorter!

“Do you feel bitter? Why don’t you take a mouthful of medicine and I’ll feed you a piece of noodles?”

The little guy stepped back and silently told Li yanye with a pair of clear big eyes that he was worried about his body. And Li Yan’s night suddenly disappeared, and there was no way to refuse all his requests.

After brewing for a few seconds, Li yanye looked up. He looked at the camera in the corner and shouted, “Fu’an, you dog, must be very happy now!”

Finally, under the filial piety of his son, Li yanye swallowed all the black looking traditional Chinese medicine meals. It seems that letting it stay for more than one second is a kind of pain.

“Li Yan night is so fierce! Eat so fast! Have another bowl!”

The little guy seems a little addicted to feeding.

Li yanye kept making his intestines and stomach more comfortable, otherwise he would vomit in the next second. Empty one hand to refuse.