No matter how turbulent the outside world was, he changed his old ways and remained firm.
Han Zhaoyi fell asleep in a daze, and woke up only after it was completely dark. He sat in the dark room, and perhaps didn't realize it for a moment. He cried loudly and called his grandma and mother.
Zhao Tingxing became irritated by his crying, and turned on all the lights in the room, "Stop crying like a ghost." Han Zhaoyi's eyes were filled with tears when he yelled at him, and he cried even harder. While crying, he shouted: "I need to pee."
"It's growing on you. If you need to pee, go and pee." Zhao Tingxing said angrily.
But Han Zhaoyi was standing at the end of the bed, holding his crotch and crying. He was about to wet his pants. Zhao Tingxing picked him up and threw him into the bathroom.
She was crying and peeing inside. After peeing, she started crying again: "I want my grandma and grandpa, and I want to find my mother."
"Shut up and take you to dinner."
As soon as they talked about eating, Han Zhaoyi shut up and followed Zhao Tingxing with his little short legs as he walked out of the suite and went to the hotel restaurant for dinner.
One big and one small, walking in tandem, and if you look closely, the walking postures are somewhat similar.
Zhao Tingxing ordered a children's meal for him, but the little bastard frowned at the children's meal, picked out the broccoli and carrots, and refused to eat.
He glared at Han Zhaoyi: "Eat it."
Last time we only got together for a few days, the girl named Xiaoli gave Han Zhaoyi three meals a day, so Zhao Tingxing had no idea that not only was he angry when he got out of bed, but he was also such a picky eater. He really had never lived a hard life and didn't know how to cherish food.
Han Zhaoyi had his own opinions, but he was spoiled by the two elders of the Yi family. He didn't even touch anything he didn't want to eat, so he got into trouble with Zhao Tingxing.
Little bastard, I can’t cure you, can I?
"Give it to me. Can you pick it out and try it again?"
"If you don't want to eat, you just don't want to eat." Han Zhaoyi was unmoved at all and still took out the broccoli on his plate and picked out the carrot shreds one by one.
He picked one, and Zhao Tingxing hit his hand with chopsticks. He remembered that when he was a child, he didn't like eating carrots, so the old lady taught him this. He picked one, and the old lady hit him with chopsticks.
Thinking of this, I feel bad.
However, Han Zhaoyi was even more promiscuous than he was when he was a child. He looked at him as if he was deliberately provocative, just to pick someone out.
He hit his hand with his chopsticks. He was originally using force and knew the severity, but after being provoked by him, he unknowingly hit him harder.
Han Zhaoyi was stubborn. The back of his hand was beaten red without saying a word. Then he poured all the dishes on his own plate into his. This made Zhao Tingxing very angry. The last chopstick hit on the back of his hand was a bit...
He couldn't control his strength, and as soon as he hit him, a red mark appeared on the back of Han Zhaoyi's hand, accompanied by his sudden cry at the top of his voice, which resounded throughout the restaurant.
All the guests looked over one after another, and even an old lady at the table next to them said earnestly: "Don't spank the child. If you have something to say, please talk to me. This child is obedient at first glance."
Zhao Tingxing was so angry that he was so angry.
Author's words: I am writing about Han Zhaoyi. I don't know why, but I suddenly feel that he is a good match for Lu Kuo's daughter Xiao Er. Imagine that when Han Zhao Yi grows up, he falls in love with the well-educated Xiao Er, and then fights with Lu Kuo every day.
, Lu Kuo, the old father, was so angry that he was so angry, hahaha.