Matter of Love novel Chapter 651

"My son, see? These are all the great rivers and mountains in our country." Greg looked up at the sky. The mountain was so high that he felt as if he could touch the clouds. He raised his hand and felt the marshmallow-like soft clouds.

If possible, he really wanted to take off the clouds in the sky and feed his eldest son beside him as marshmallow.

Eden also raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky along with Greg. He pointed at a cloud in front of him and asked Greg, "Dad, what does it look like?"

"Like what?"

"Shit!"

"Well." Greg just answered indifferently without saying anything.

At this moment, Greg felt that his stomach was singing an empty city trick. He was hungry. Greg opened his backpack and took out the cloth. The father and son sat on the ground. Then, Greg began to pour out all the food in his backpack, but when he saw it, he was shocked.

"Eden, you'd better tell me honestly what's in my backpack." Pointing at the Transformers, the car, the tinkling cat and other children's toys, Greg tried very hard to hold back the impulse to shout but asked coldly.

Eden didn't seem to be aware of the danger. He said frankly, "well, I'm afraid that my friends will feel bored at home, so I changed the food in your backpack. I still have some food in my backpack. It's enough for me."

Greg was so angry that he pointed at himself and asked coldly, "what about your father?"

"Didn't you eat a lot just now?" Eden replied.

All of a sudden, Greg smiled brightly. He pinched the knuckles of his fingers and looked at Eden, who was entangled with the bag. He laughed and said, "ha ha, little Eden, good, very good, very good, you are very good!"

"Bang!"

All of a sudden, the birds in the woods were lifted into the air. The sound of children's buttocks being slapped echoed on the empty mountain, making it sound much more fake.

Eden kneaded the red and swollen little egg, lying on the ground with a pair of deep big eyes with watery eyes, a wrinkled face looked grieved. His facial expression was telling exactly this word.

Especially when Eden heard the sound of Greg fumbling the package bag of snacks behind him, he wanted to cry more. I don't like Daddy. I miss Mommy!

"Hey, you brat, here you are." Greg came over and handed the food to Eden.

He rolled his eyes at Greg and didn't take it.