C612 Don't Starve My Children
C612 Don't Starve My Children
She did not know what she was thinking, but her head heated up. It was Feng Zhuo who held her hand tightly, but now, she gripped him tightly, as if she had made up her mind.
Sensing the slight change in the strength of her palm, the man turned his face to look at her, slightly puzzled.
"Mom, thank you for your recognition. Although he is sometimes very overbearing and venomous, I know that he is actually very kind. Don't worry, I'll take good care of him. "
Coincidentally, Windling, who had stopped moving, once again made a clear sound.
There are some things that, as long as you believe it, he might exist.
Feng Zhuo looked at her side face. That serious look actually made him somewhat lost in thought.
She turned her head to look at him and said, "You also have to treat me well. Otherwise, I'll complain to Mom. Mom can hear it. You're not allowed to bully me anymore, do you hear me?"
The man smiled deeply and asked her back: "Who exactly is taking care of who? Are you sure you didn't rebel?"
"I don't care. "
Chen Yinyin said proudly. "Anyway, you are not allowed to insult me again. "
"Okay, I will listen to you. "
"That's more like it. "
In fact, she had already gotten used to the way she and Feng Zhuo got along. This was the cycle of "bickering, settling" and the cycle of peace. If one day Feng Zhuo listened to her every word, she really wouldn't be able to stand it.
……
Feng Zhuo brought her to the room at the end of the second floor corridor and unlocked the door with the key.
"This is. . . Your room?"
Feng Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression answered her question instead of words.
Chen Yinyin could not help but be curious. What kind of room would his childhood and youth be like?
She opened the bedroom door. Inside was a blue-style household item. It was not much different from the other boys' rooms.
She walked to the bookshelf. Through the transparent cabinet door, she could see the items inside.
A large part of it was books, and there were even many obscure and difficult to understand books.
"You've read such difficult books since you were young? Can you understand it?"
The man raised his eyebrows proudly.
"Are you looking down on me too much?"
"Is that so?"
Chen Yinyin thought about it carefully. It seemed to be true. Before he graduated from college, he had already taken over S. T. He was so young to be able to suppress a large group of old directors. Without a certain level of strength, just relying on Old Master Feng's support was definitely not enough.
The man seemed to be able to read minds as he smiled and said: "Looks like your understanding of your husband and me is not deep enough. "
"President Feng, after all the calculations, we have only been married for less than half a year. How can it be so easy to understand a person?"
Feng Zhuo agreed with what she said.
"Yes, it doesn't matter. "
He wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "Mrs. Feng, the rest of your life is still long. You have a lot of time to understand me. "
Chen Yinyin blushed and quickly pushed him away.
It was all his fault that his breath was too hot. It only made her blush when it sprayed on her face.
Yes, it must be so.
The woman pretended to look at the other layer of the bookshelf casually. There were actually a lot of Transformer models inside.
"Wow! I didn't expect you to keep this!"
Chen Yinyin was a little surprised about this. Although many boys liked this, in her eyes, Feng Zhuo could not be judged by normal people.
Seeing her surprised look, the man frowned in disdain.
"What's so strange about it? I was once a normal boy, alright?"
Hahaha!
Chen Yinyin heard this and wanted to hold back her laughter, but sorry, she really could not hold it in anymore.
Why was it so strange when these words came out of Feng Zhuo's mouth?
The most terrible thing was that she actually couldn't help but start imagining a man's stinky face and placing it on a few years old child or a teenager. It was simply too out of line.
Just thinking about it made her feel that the scene was too funny.
"I'm really curious about what you looked like when you were young. Was it because you had this face since you were young? Do you have any album or something?"
"No. "
Feng Zhuo answered with a solemn face without thinking.
There was actually an album in his room, but he had forgotten about it.
By the time he remembered, the woman had already touched the album.
"Treasure Records. . . "
Chen Yinyin brushed away the dust on it and softly read it out. She was about to open it immediately.
The booklet with this name. If it wasn't a photo album, she wouldn't believe it.
"Don't look!"
The man panicked and immediately shouted to stop her from opening it, but it was already too late.
He watched helplessly as the woman opened the album in front of him. At that moment, his heart was filled with despair.
Since there was no way to stop it, he. . .
"I'll go downstairs. You can read it yourself. "
A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. He turned around and was about to leave.
"Y-y-you. . . You were too cute when you were young!"
Chen Yinyin could not help but exclaim.
The first photo was of him when he was a baby. His face was chubby and his eyes were very big. It was unknown what he was staring at.
"Take a look. Quick, take a look. It's so cute!"
Chen Yinyin went to pull his sleeve and said, "Don't be shy. When you were young, photos were not something shameful. "
Feng Zhuo turned his head and pursed his thin lips into a line.
"Just look. What are you talking about?"
"But it's very cute. . . Take a look!"
Chen Yinyin did not want to let him go and insisted on pulling him along to look.
He refused and she also did not let him go. One hand hugged his arm and the other flipped through the album. From time to time, she would comment or exclaim.
In the end, the man lost his temper because of her.
He had never seen her like this. For a moment, he really couldn't find a proper adjective to describe her.
She flipped through many pages. From his childhood to his teenage years, there were all of them. In the photos, other than when he was a child, the rest of the photos were all indifferent and disdainful, similar to the current him.
There was only one.
In the photos, he revealed a rare smile.
"What happened to you at that time? You were so happy. "
Chen Yinyin pointed at the photo and asked him.
Feng Zhuo looked at her indifferently and said in a deep voice, "It has been so long. Who would remember? It must have been some kind of award or something. "
"Oh. . . "
The woman nodded and smiled. "I have come to a conclusion. You were much cuter when you were young. "
Feng Zhuo was speechless. "
"You talk too much today. You are noisy. "
Chen Yinyin asked, "When did I not talk much? When a person opens his mouth, why would he not speak? Could it be that it was decorated to look good? "
To his surprise, the man said in all seriousness," It's not impossible. Think about it, if a person doesn't have a mouth, it's really quite strange. "
He clearly knew that he was deliberately disparaging her words. However, she could not help but imagine how a person would not talk.
Uh. . . Alright, it was indeed very strange.
She closed the album and still wanted to look around. Just as she got up, her stomach began to growl. It appeared especially abrupt in the quiet room.
"It seems that your stomach is protesting. "
Chen Yinyin seriously threw the blame to the baby in her stomach.
"No, your children are hungry. I am just their external appearance. "
"Let's go. Don't starve my children. "
Chen Yinyin said unhappily, "I, you can't be hungry either. "
The man's lips parted into a mocking smile. "Okay, I'll feed you. "