"Whoops." Pushing the bowl, Chen Yu lay down on a Ge You and collapsed on the dining chair, "I don't eat." ” "That's great." Chen Siwen, who was on the side, immediately clipped the ribs that Chen Yu had not yet eaten in the bowl, and stretched out his pink little tongue and licked them, "I licked, mine." ” Chen Yu "..." 【Psychologically Hurt Spirit +4】 "Don't make a fuss!" Mother Chen knocked on the chopsticks with dissatisfaction, and then looked at Chen Yu, "The dish is not ...