Ye wanwan: "if you are not used to it, you must tell your mother."

Nie TangXiao: "good."

Then, ye wanwan did not know what he should say or do.

Is she too incompetent as a mother?

"By the way, I'll get you some fruit."

Ye wanwan hurried to the kitchen.

"Master, what do you need? I'll prepare it." The fat man immediately opened his mouth.

Ye wanwan: "no, just give me an apple."

"All right, all right." The fat man immediately picked the most beautiful one for ye wanwan.

Ye wanwan took the apple, took a fruit knife, and then returned to the table.

"Great, my mother peels your skin!"

Ye wanwan finished, then according to the method he saw on the Internet, he carved the apples into the shape of cute little rabbits one by one, and then put them on the white porcelain bowl one by one.

One by one, the rabbits are surrounded by a circle, which looks very childish and lovely.

"Well, eat fruit!"

Nie Tang Xiao looked at the fruit cut into the shape of a small rabbit, and his expression seemed to be somewhat complicated, "Mom, I'm not a child of two or three years old."

Ye wanwan said:

Er So, four or five years old is not a child

"Well, don't you like it?" Ye wanwan was disappointed.

Nie TangXiao: "just don't need it."

"Oh..." Ye wanwan lost his head.

Looking at ye wanwan's lost appearance, Nie Tang Xiao looks solemn.

Ye wanwan was lying on the table listlessly, "my mother suddenly felt that she was useless Nothing can be done for you... "

The expression of the little guy is more dignified, it seems that he has encountered some unsolved problem.

I don't know how long, the little guy pursed his lips, and then stretched out his little hand, gently touched ye wanwan's head: "mom did very well."

"Really?" Ye wanwan's head immediately lifted up like a sunflower.

Nie Tang Xiao picked up a little rabbit, "well, I like it very much."

"That's good. Eat more fruit. It's good for your health."

See ye wan wan wan to restore the spirit again, the little guy seems to be not easy to notice to relax a tone, "Hmmm."

A dining room box in the capital.

Tan Zhenxin, while making tea leisurely and contentedly, began to speak earnestly: "Xulin, I said that sooner or later you will come back to me by yourself."

The man across the table was heavily black in front of his eyelids, and his face was full of fatigue. "I can write another script for you, but please give me back the line of life and death."

Tan Zhenxin chuckled, "ha ha, if you said so before, it's no problem, but now, the conditions are not so talked about!"

Xu Lin clenched his fingers into fists and clenched his teeth and said, "I can do nothing for my life, and I don't want the right to sign. Please give me back the first line of life and death. I have signed contracts with other companies for this play. I can't let them suffer for me!"

Tan Zhenxin shook his head, showing sympathy, "Xu Lin, you are really the same naive, don't you know now?

"A line of life and death" is mine, and every one of your later works is also mine And you have no right to bargain with me! "

Tan Zhenxin is full of arrogance. If Xu Lin doesn't want to lose his reputation, he can only be a horse and a cow in his whole life

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