The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

The atmosphere seemed to be stiff, and the young cat looked at the three people who seemed to freeze in a puzzled manner, crooked his small head, and screamed cutely, "Meow?"

In the end, Mother Song took the lead to break the deadlock. She smiled a little embarrassedly, as if nothing had happened, and put the soup in her hand on the table.

"Come and come, eat quickly, eat."

Song Liu felt his head hurt a little. He twitched his eyes and tried to explain again, "Mom, it's really not what you think."

Mother Song intercepted his words, an expression I understood, "It's okay, Mom is also younger, Mom understands."

"Okay, don't say it, come and continue to eat, A Qing, give you chicken legs."

Not paying attention to the complicated and stubborn look of the **** officer around, the cat teenager looked excitedly at the shiny and smooth chicken legs falling in his bowl, his face full of excitement.

He stretched out his claws and was about to eat. Seeing that his hand reached the side of the bowl, he suddenly remembered something, and some unwillingly withdrew his hand silently, and pitifully went to get the chopsticks.

The teenager didn't know how to use chopsticks, so he had to poke **** the drumstick, but he couldn't pick it up. The fragrant smell fluttered in front of the teenager's sensitive nose, but he couldn't see it, and was anxious.

With an anxious voice in his mouth, the greedy cat gesture made the man look more headache.

"Song Liu, why don't you have any eyesight, don't you see that A Qing won't use chopsticks! Hurry and feed him!"

Father Song looked at the teenager's anxious look, and he also felt anxious, and urged his son to blow his beard and stare, "Go!"

"I!"

Song Liu's stomach is still hungry, but now he has to take care of this four-claw creature first. He hasn't eaten such a loss when he grows up, but his parents are always urging him around. He picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and fed it into the mouth of the teenager who was looking forward to looking at himself.

Seeing the cat boy eating his brows, he smiled, and his father and mother Song were also happy, and the family sat down happily.

"Old man, you love to eat this, this is for you."

"Okay wife, you eat this."

Song Liumu fed the teenager with chopsticks and chopsticks, and watched his parents feed each other while he was still hungry.

Sometimes, I really doubt that I am not biological.

When the cat boy was lazy and no longer opened his mouth, his face was full of feet, basically a plate of chicken legs has been eaten up by him.

"It's not a good habit to picky eaters, Song Liu, you eat this plate of greens."

Song Liu: "..."

It was this four-claw creature who was picky eater, why did he let him eat greens.

He was also not good at arguing himself. He faced his mother and kept chopping vegetables for himself, so he had to sullen and eat a little bit.

Watching her son eat the aphrodisiac dishes carefully prepared by her, Mother Song felt relieved and stood up with satisfaction to clean up the dishes on the table.

Father Song saw that his wife wasn't eating anymore, he stood up and looked at the young boy lying lazily on the table. He said softly, "A Qing, are you sleepy?"

"Meow~" When the cat boy saw him talking to himself, he raised his head suspiciously and yelled.

"Oh, go to bed upstairs when you are sleepy. Your aunt has been packed and the quilt is soft."

Song Liu looked at his father with a lot of smiles on his face, and then looked at the ignorant teenager, and coughed a little, "Dad, he will give it to me, you go to rest first, maybe you will go to the emperor." ?"

"OK, I'll help your mother."

Looking at his father's face with an irresistible smile, Song Liu was a little puzzled. Why did he always feel that his parents seemed happy today.

Humming song puts the plate into the dishwasher, Song Mother is wiping the table, and suddenly sees her boss coming in cheerfully, with a smile on her face immediately.

"How is this kid satisfied?"

"Satisfied and satisfied." Father Song smiled a puckered face, and nodded again and again, "I didn't expect our family Song Liu to find such a good boy. I think this kid is good and obedient. It’s nothing. The learning ability is quite strong. Let’s teach it carefully. We can’t go wrong in the future!"

"Right!" Mother Song is also gratified. "I think Song Liu likes A Qing very much, but he doesn't know how to express it. Just look at what the kid said just now. I'm so sorry."

"What's embarrassing, the child finds his other half, we should be happy, eh, no, I always think Song Liu is not good enough for the child, you see how afraid the child is."

"I think so." Mother Song nodded in agreement, with a contemplative look on her face, "Old man, don't you say that Song Liu will not be responsible for A Qing's defects, don't you plan to be responsible?"

Father Song was stunned. "Can't you?"

"I think it's like, look at him and feed him a meal. Although Song Liu is our son, he can't let him bully A Qing, I think, we are like this..."

Song Liumu was eating a plate of green vegetables in front of her face. If the expressionless face was because he was hungry, then now it is because of support.

Seeing that there was only one and a half of the vegetables on the plate, the man looked up at the kitchen with vigilance. When Song and Song mothers whispered and did not know what to say, they immediately turned to look at the sleepy cat teenager.

"Open your mouth."

"Meow..." Because I was trained before, although the eyes were too sleepy to open, the teenager still opened his mouth obediently. Song Liu threw the green vegetables into his mouth very smoothly, and looked at the teenager. The corner of the mouth satiated with satisfaction.

This four-claw creature is not useless at all.

After discussing with Song Mother and Song Father, she suddenly thought of something and poked her head out of the kitchen and shouted, "Song Liu, the soup on the table is finished!"

Turning around, Father Song looked curious, "What soup?"

Mother Song coughed a little embarrassedly: "That's the soup we just married, my mother always let me stew you."

Father Song suddenly realized, and looked at his son with a little sympathy. It seems that he must have worked harder at night.

The man who had been full enough to get rid of the vegetables was about to put down the tableware and heard his mother shouting, his hands suddenly stiffened.

He glanced at the soup that he had never noticed since he came to the table, probably for the sake of drinking for him, that is, the amount of a bowl, but for a man who was already full, this night weighed more than a thousand dollars.

This is a good intention of the mother. Would he be sad if he refused?

This thought turned around in his heart, and the man's eyes fell on the cat teenager who continued to fall asleep.

He looked up carefully at the direction of his parents, and sat beside the boy with soup, his voice was not so condensed. "Open your mouth."

The cat teenager heard the order and opened his mouth obediently in his sleep.

Mother Song came out of the kitchen and saw the empty soup bowl. The smile on her face was sincere. "Song Liu, my father and I are going to the hospital to see the boy, do you want to go together?"

Song Liu wanted to go very much, but immediately, Mother Song came again and said beautifully, "Just let the mother look at her uncle."

Uncle...

The expression of the man sank and was about to say something. Father Song walked out with the mobile phone, "Eh, son, the little daughter of the Zhao family returned to China and said what banquet was going to be held to let you pass."

Hearing Zhao’s little daughter, Song Liu’s expression was completely ugly. He pulled up the cat teenager who heard them talking and yawned, and his tone was cold. “You told her I’m not going, parents, we’ll go back first. , Go to see the emperor another day."

"Eh! Song Liu?"

Father Song looked dumbfounded as the man left, and his face was puzzled. He turned to his wife and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Mother Song glared at him angrily, "Did you forget that Song Liu almost got engaged to the little daughter of Zhao's family? If Song Liu really didn't mind, would she not have her son's mobile phone number?"

"Long snacks will not work!"

"Okay, hurry up and tidy up. Let's go to the embankment."

Watching Song Mother's wind and fire go out, Father Song suddenly realized, and then he was wronged.

Who knows that Song left a note for so long, obviously he didn't seem to care much at first.

On the car

Because of the continuous low pressure of the man around him, the cat boy's expression also became timid. He carefully cautiously shrank on the seat, and his round eyes looked timidly at the man.

Song Liu drove his car, his eyes were on the front, his eyes full of gloom.

If he can't forget anyone, it's Zhao Huan.

He was as old as Zhao Huan. At first, Song Liu was rejected by everyone. Only Zhao Huan was willing to approach him. He really thought they were friends. Until one day, Zhao Huan said he needed his own help and wanted to get engaged to him.

Song Liu had no feelings other than friendship for Zhao Huan. Zhao Huan said he liked him and said he was forced to get engaged to a person he didn’t like by his family. He believed it.

Although there is no meaning of love, Song Liu is willing to take care of this only friend, and even prepares them to spend a lifetime together.

Then, the night before his engagement, he heard Zhao Huan talking with his former fiance.

"Yes! I was just to get rid of you, so I got engaged to an ugly man who was born with a strange disease. What about, even if I saw Song Liu's blushed face and wanted to vomit, it was better than being with you !"

At that time, Song Liu hadn't been so ill-defined at the time. After hearing the words from the only friend, his first reaction was actually, it really was.

Sure enough, no one would be friends with this monster.

Sure enough, no one would like him.

He stood silent in place. When the two men walked back, they met their eyes. The woman's pale face Song Liu still remembers clearly. It was terrified and terrified.

The next day, they divorced.

When Zhao Huan went abroad, Song Liu no longer expected any friends. From being rejected by everyone, to taking the initiative to stay away from the crowd, it was not a difficult thing, was it?

Now, Zhao Huan is back. If nothing happens, he is invited to the party.

"laugh!"

The sleepy cat teenager who was relaxed because of the quiet atmosphere was awakened by the cold sarcasm of the man, tilting his head in doubt and looking at him.

"Meow?"

Song Liu stopped the car violently and turned to look at the curious looking boy, "Will you leave me?"

The cat teenager couldn't understand what he was talking about, but he still sat neatly in the same place, and I looked very good.

Song Liu waited for a while and saw that he did not respond, and laughed at himself with a bitter smile.

See, even this four-clawed creature is unwilling to ignore him.

The slender hands on the steering wheel clenched violently, and the man continued to look forward.

Just as he was about to continue driving, the cat teenager sitting quietly in the seat suddenly leaned over, and his lips fell gently on the man's cold face.

"Tweet!"

Song Liu's eyes froze, and he turned around incredulously, meeting the cat boy's clear and childlike gaze.

"Meow~" The cat teenager reached out his hand, touched his face, and screamed again.

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