Ji Chenzhou smiled but did not say anything. He seemed to be quite happy that he had been told to scram.
"Father, don't beg me later!" After saying this, Ji Chenzhou continued eating his dumplings.
At this time, the food was even more delicious than the food just now ...
Gu Jue stood up and walked towards little 9th. come, let daddy carry you. Little 9th, be good and don't cry!
Gu Jue stretched out his hands to hold little 9th. His tone could not hide the heartache he felt for her.
"Jue ..." Chu baiqing heard Gu Jue say that he wanted to carry little 9th and called out in a deep voice.
"Little nine is crying, if you don't want to eat then don't eat! He's always like this. Maybe it's because my cooking isn't good, but if it's to his liking, he'll eat a lot too ..."
Gu Jue's tone was very careful when he spoke to Chu baiqing. From his expression, one could tell that he was unhappy.
