Snake Boy didn't care about that. "Are you going or not? If not, I'll ignore you."
"Okay." Ye Shaohua pursed his lips and nodded in agreement.
The bedroom door was pushed open.
The little snake frowned instantly.
Compared to the luxury of my own room, this room is a stark contrast.
The walls were perfunctorily painted white, and the bed was still the same bed frame that Ye's father had built for him before. The quilt on it was neatly folded, but it was so simple that it couldn't be simpler.
It's a point that even the poet Ming of the Humble House could not help but sigh.
"Your room is not decorated?"
"Well, it's very comfortable to live like this, so..." Ye Shaohua was looking for an excuse.
He felt there was no need to spend too much money on renovations.
He has even slept in a trash can, so why would he care about these things?
He just wants his baby to live comfortably, he doesn't care about anything else.
"How much did it cost to decorate my room?" the snake cub suddenly asked.
"Not much. Are you hungry? I'll go cook for you." Ye Shaohua changed the subject.
When the refrigerator was opened, Ye Shaohua regretted it again.
Because the baby snake was watching.
The upper layer is filled with various luxurious delicacies, and the lower layer is filled with simple quick breads.
The food was left untouched, but a good deal of the bread was eaten.
"You..." The little snake didn't know what to say.
"Baby." Ye Shaohua sighed, and simply took out an Australian lobster from the refrigerator and went to the kitchen to make noodles for the snake baby. As he walked, he said, "I'm not picky about these things, so as long as you can eat well, it's fine."
He does not care about the desire for food.
In his eyes now, the snake cub's happiness is more important than anything else.
He wanted to do his best to give the little snake the best.
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