He didn't want to cause trouble for his mother.
"There are some snacks in the cafe next to me. I will took Mom, Gu Nian and Little Millet Cake there to drink some tea and chat, and then have dinner together at noon." Chu Zhaoyang said at this time.
Gu Licheng: "..."
He didn't plan to include him in the lunch treat.
He wanted to just ignore Chu Zhaoyang quietly, but he took the opportunity and raised it himself.
So, Gu Licheng had no choice but to agree.
Chu Zhaoyang took Gu Nian and the others to the cafe next to the police station. Because it was close to lunch, Gu Nian didn't let the little guy eat too many snacks.
So, the little guy looked at the cake on the menu and said, "Dad, I want to eat this brownie."
Just when Chu Zhaoyang was about to agree, Gu Nian said, "No, we will have lunch soon. If you eat this now, you won't have the appetite to eat dinner in a while."
The little guy was drooling looking at the pictures on the menu.
The aroma of coffee in the coffee shop was accompanied by the sweet aroma of cake cream and mixed with the aroma of chocolate. The little guy swallowed hard, climbed off the chair, and hugged Gu Nian's arm: "Mom, just let me, let me eat a little."
"We..." the little guy counted, "four of us."
His white, fleshy little hand gestured to Gu Nian with a "4", revealing four small fleshy dimples on the back of his hand.
"Four people share a small piece of cake, it's not much." The little guy said greedily, licking his mouth like a greedy cat.
Seeing that Gu Nian refused, the little guy finally remembered that now he was not only a mother's child, but also a father's child.
So, he ran to Chu Zhaoyang again: "Dad, let me have a piece. You... you are the head of the family!"
Mu Lanshu looked at it with a smile and said to herself that it was lucky that Gu Licheng was not here, otherwise he would have complained about Chu Zhaoyang. He was not married yet, so he was not the head of the family.
The head of the family, Chu Zhaoyang, looked at Gu Nian, then looked down at his son's expectant face, and ruffled the little guy's hair very apologetically: "Mom has the final say."
The little guy was shocked. Where was the promised head of the family?
What about men's dignity?
Was there any more?
Facing his son's shocked and disbelieving gaze, Chu Zhaoyang twitched the corner of his mouth and discussed with Gu Nian: "Otherwise, buy him a piece, let him eat two bites to satisfy his craving, and we'll eat the rest."
The little guy covered his face, not even seeing Chu Zhaoyang lose his majesty as the head of the family.
In other families, the father was strict.
Why did it change when it came to them?
It seemed...it seemed like Dad was also afraid of Mom!
As soon as he wanted to play, Chu Zhaoyang said helplessly to the little guy: "I'm sorry, there's nothing dad can do."
The little guy was shocked.
He felt stupid!
"Dad, you are the head of the family!"
"Not yet." Chu Zhaoyang also felt a little aggrieved.
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Nian raised her eyebrows.
Chu Zhaoyang immediately straightened his tie, coughed and said, "Of course, after we get married, the head of the family will also be your mother."
Brat: "..."
"Dad, are you setting an example for me like this?" the little guy asked with a sad look on his face.
"..." Chu Zhaoyang wondered, "Why is my role model bad? Your mom is the head in our family. We all love and protect your mom. What a good role model you have."
"..." The little guy curled his lips, "Then when I grow up and marry a wife, won't it be shameful for me to be so afraid of my wife?"
Chu Zhaoyang: "..."
Yo, boy, he was not a big person, but he had big ideas.
He was not even three years old yet, and he was already thinking about getting a wife?
Did he know that his uncles Wei Zhiqian and Han Zhuoli were both over thirty and were still living alone?
Mu Lanshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she still said: "Of course you have to protect your wife well. It's good to be like your father. The majesty of the head of the family was not displayed at this time."
The little guy has a pouty mouth, but it's particularly obvious on his brownies!
Gu Nian said helplessly: "I'll give you a piece. You can only eat a little. If you can't have a good lunch because you ate cake after a while, then you won't be able to eat it in the future."
The little guy nodded repeatedly and promised: "I really only eat a little!"
So, Gu Nian ordered a cup of hot cocoa for the little guy, while the three of them ordered tea, and ordered a brownie for the little guy.
The brownie was not big, but the chocolate was thick and the cake was solid.
Gu Nian cut off a piece with a knife and pushed it to the little guy: "You can only eat so much."
The little guy felt deeply that he had earned all these things to eat, so he didn't see them at all.
The rest was divided between Gu Nian and Chu Zhaoyang.
Mu Lanshu was old and needed to pay attention to her blood sugar. It was better to eat less of these.
The little guy drank half a cup of hot cocoa and had to go to the bathroom to settle down.
Mu Lanshu took the little guy there.
Chu Zhaoyang saw that Gu Nian was not very interested in brownies, so he took the initiative and said, "If you don't like it, don't eat it."
He quickly ate his portion and then came to deal it with Gu Nian.
"Don't you not like sweets?" Gu Nian saw that Chu Zhaoyang had already begun to eat his portion of the cake, and did not want to force Chu Zhaoyang.
Chu Zhaoyang ate a piece and looked at her with a smile: "What do you think?"
She didn't say anything more.
But the unfinished meaning of his words was clearly that he don't like to eat, but he was happy to solve it for her.
Gu Nian couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. When did this man become so good at flirting?
Obviously nothing has been done, but it made people blush and heartbeat.
Chu Zhaoyang had forgotten what serious business he wanted to tell Gu Nian just now. Seeing the blush on her cheeks becoming more and more intense, he couldn't help but look straight.