Chapter 65: If you hate it, just spit it out
In all these years, Film Emperor Fu, perhaps, has never eaten a meal for two hundred yuan!
Su Zhixiao rolled his eyes, of course he knew what someone just said:
"I really hate it, just spit it out." He replied angrily.
threw up?
How can that be?
Someone who put his face in his pocket:
"That's not necessary, um, it tastes good!"
This compliment is not false.
Su Zhixiao didn't answer any more, and took his son into the car. Of course, someone took the initiative to be the driver again.
However, halfway through, the car stopped outside a snack shop.
"Mom, everything in this store is delicious."
It seems that children often eat snacks from this store!
Indeed, this store is not far from the kindergarten, half a mile away.
After school, there must be many children coming to the store making a fuss.
"Then listen to the baby, we will buy whatever is delicious."
"Mom, is it really okay?"
"Of course, but not too much."
"Mmmmmm."
The mother and son got out of the car, thinking that someone would be waiting in the car, but who knew that the mother and two had just stepped into the snack shop, and a figure had already followed behind. Su Zhixiao glanced sideways, and was shocked:
"Fu Jiyan, what are you doing?" he blurted out.
Wearing sunglasses, masks, hats and nothing, what kind of sensation may be caused to yourself for a while, and you have no ac count in your heart?
Even the little boy frowned at his father.
Fu Jiyan himself really didn't care much about this, and, at this point in time, how could there be any pedestrians around?
Another one is that I deeply remember what my son said when I was in the farmyard at noon.
That being the case, everything is just fine.
The matter of adults, why make a little brat who doesn't understand anything so sad and sad?
Just like what his mother said before, even if the two do get divorced later, nothing will be shaken for the children.
Moreover, Fu Jiyan also knew that these years, he really owed the little brat.
"Okay, don't worry, it's fine." She pushed her mother to the store.
The parties all said it was all right, and Su Zhixiao rarely said anything more.
When the family entered the store, there was no one else in the store except a clerk at this time.
"Welcome to 'Little Greedy Cat Snack House', there are freshly baked bread"
The clerk was burying his head in sorting out the goods, and after shouting, he raised his head to look at the door.
Even if someone's 192-year-old tall man is thrown into the crowd, he will stand out in the crowd, and now, there are only a few people, which is even more attractive.
The clerk was young, in his twenties, and when he saw Fu Jiyan, he recognized him.
"Fu Fu Fu... Film Emperor?"
Fu Jiyan booed at the girl before slowly saying:
"Let's buy something."
The girl kept nodding her head, and it took a while before she realized she came out of the counter. The excited hands were not hands and feet were not feet. She didn't notice the child standing not far from her feet, until the child stretched out a small hand and gently Pulled the apron of the goddess.
"Sister, are you also a fan of Dad?" asked.
"yes!"
The mouth can react faster than the brain.
And then suddenly jerked:
Uh...Dad...Dad?
Looking at the hand held by the other hand of the child, his eyes slowly moved up:
"Yes, sister-in-law?" Carefully asked for proof.
Su Zhixiao didn't want to admit it in his heart, but the marriage relationship between the two still exists, and it is outside, and there is a high chance that it will be in front of fans:
"Hello!"