Chapter 269: Begging-Chu Muyi?

Shui Anluo froze on the table, a classic gesture of her irritability.
Chu Cuiyi thought that her head was probably so stubborn.
"Second goods—" Chu Muyi said again, then turned upstairs with a little anger.
"Are you getting a snickers?" Shui Anluo looked up at his back and screamed. Why do you always call her second goods, just call the hungry goods directly, and there is a sentence to add later.
Chu Cuiyi's footsteps were slightly paused, and she looked back at her like a neuropathy, and her look was obviously to say again, look, it was convulsive again.
"Cut, a person who doesn't even watch advertisements, what fun is alive." Shui Anluo said, lying on the table again, reaching for the computer, she called her as if she had smashed her own feet .
Chu Ningyi looked at her lost back, and was even more angry.
This second goods, mentally disabled, don't you know to ask for yourself?
So Mr. Chu was angry. He had to see, when would she be the first to think of herself when something happened.
Yu Ma watched Chu Cuiyi going upstairs and Shui Anluo lying on the table. That was a painful heart. What are these two enemies doing? Can she understand the old lady?
Master, this is angry Madam reluctant to ask him for help.
But this young lady, why do you have such a brain, knowing that you can find someone online, can you not see such a living person like her master?
Yu mother held the baby in her arms, and the baby reached out and held her hand.
Shui Anluo reached out to pick him up, and kissed him on Bai Nen's small face, "You grow up quickly, and then Mommy can give Yuanxiang Technology to you." Shui Anluo's bad heart Thinking, I've hit my son on the idea.
The little baby's little paw kept on his mother's chest, indicating his purpose.
Shui Anluo took a bite on his small face: "Can't eat, Mommy just got an injection."
"Is there a baby for seven months?" Yu Mom suddenly asked.
"It's been eight months." Shui Anluo lowered his head and bit his son's face gently, the baby giggled, and his little hand kept waving.
"Ou, it's time to quit milking," Yuma said, turning back to the kitchen.
Quit milk?
Shui Anluo looked down at her son. Why has she never heard of it?
Shui Anluo stretched out his hand and knocked on the computer a few times. Seeing the above statement, he couldn't help but slightly lip-scratched.
"Yeah--" The baby continued to laugh.
Shui Anluo took the bottle from Yuma and the temperature was just right. "Thank you Mom."
Yu Ma looked at Shui'anluo and felt more and more painful. Why was this girl so slow?
This young lady is also an emotional idiot. These two people with low emotional quotient are both upset by passers-by.
While feeding the baby, Shui Anluo looked up at Yuma, who looked constipated.
"What's wrong?" Shui Anluo asked carefully.
"Madam, in fact, you can ask the master to help you. Didn't the master say it, can he do it in three months?" Yu Ma finally said it, both of them looked uncomfortable.
Shui Anluo watched Yuma hate iron and steel again and went into the kitchen to cook dinner again.
Shui Anluo scratched his head, looked down at the happy son who was holding the bottle to eat, and then looked up at the direction of the study, begging--Chu Xiyi?
She didn't think about it, but that thought flashed through, because asking Chu Chuyi would make her feel that she owed him a lot, and the feeling she wanted was pure.