Chapter 814

Wen churan snorted coldly, "no way!"

The little milk jar raised his head in Wen churan's arms, blinked his big watery eyes, stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed Wen churan's collar.

Wen churan raises his head, simply ignores him, and puts on an extremely proud look.

Seeing this, the little milk can hung his head again and rubbed his warm first dyed chest intimately.

"Ma Ma... Ma Ma..."

In the call of milk, Wen churan's heart suddenly softened.

Few people are immune to the child's coquetry.

"Want to make you glutinous rice dumplings?"

"Uh huh..."

"Then apologize to Ma Ma." Wen churan began to teach carefully, and took delicious food as a temptation. "If you do something wrong, you should apologize to Ma Ma, and Ma Ma will reward you with glutinous rice dumplings when he comes home. How about it?"

Apologize?

The little milk can rubbed her head against her chest.

The next moment, he suddenly uttered two Poohs from his mouth and said in a protest tone, "obviously, it's Ma Ma. You pretend to be someone else to deceive me every day. It should be Ma Ma that you apologize to me!"

"Hey, you little fart!" Wen churan's anger was ignited in an instant and threatened fiercely, "you don't want to eat glutinous rice dumplings, do you?!"

Who knows, the threat suddenly lost its effect.

The little milk can said in an unassuming language, "don't eat if you don't eat. Ma Ma, every time you make glutinous rice balls, they are raw. I don't want to eat them!"

what?!

Wen churan didn't expect that the little thing's mood would change so quickly.

Although, he was born from her stomach.

She was even amazed to find that as a mother, she could not understand the thoughts of her own son.

It's not that she doesn't want to know.

But at a young age, the child's mind has become deep and unpredictable.

This kind of characteristic is really the same as his Baba.

The dusty memory in her heart seemed to be starting slowly. Just as it was about to gush out like a sea tide, a soft waxy call suddenly came into her ears.

"Ma Ma? Ma Ma?! "

Wen churan suddenly regained his consciousness.

"Ma Ma, what's the matter with you?" The little milk can asked anxiously.

Wen churan didn't answer. Instead, he reached out and pinched his tender and smooth cheek and angrily said, "just now he begged me to eat glutinous rice balls. Now he says it's not rare, you fickle smelly milk can!"

The little milk can covered her mouth. First she was secretly happy, and then she simply laughed, "ha ha ha... I was teasing you just now!"

Tease her?

Wen churan's anger rubbed and came up. "OK, little milk can, even you dare to play, don't you? See how I can teach you a lesson when I go back!"

The little milk jar shook its head proudly without the slightest fear.

Because Ma Ma said she would teach him a lesson twice, and every time, she would delay because of his beautiful face and wronged look.

After arriving at the destination, Wen churan paid the fare, took the hand of the small milk can and limped towards the small foreign building.

Yes, it's a limp.

Wen churan's feet just look normal without any defects. Only when she walks can she find that her left ankle becomes deformed due to bone dislocation, which will lead to her legs becoming long and short, so she limps when walking.

The place where I live is a small three storey Western-style building. The style is ordinary and not too luxurious, but the decoration inside is particularly warm.