She doesn't know whether she can have a good face in the face of an Xiaoning at the moment. She is struggling and hesitating in her heart. Heaven and man are at war.

Outside the door separated by a door, Luo Anning held Xiaoshuai and rang the doorbell for a long time. He didn't open the door silently.

She knew that she must be angry.

So she raised her voice and rushed to the door and said, "silently, I know you're at home. I brought you breakfast. It'll be cold if you don't eat. Open the door."

Lu silently hugged himself with both hands, and the white shellfish teeth bit the lip flap hard, with a struggling pain on his face.

"Little aunt... Little aunt --!"

Outside the door, came the crisp, long cry of the little guy.

Even with an iron heart, I can't bear to let a child be rejected.

Lu silently opened the door slowly.

Xiaoshuai opened his mouth, turned his head and smiled at Luo Anning. Luo Anning kissed him, then smiled silently and brightly at Lu Anning with a tired face, and squeezed his son through the crack of the door.

It's right to bring her son. She understands silence. Even if she is angry with her, it will definitely bring harm to the innocent.

The little handsome ghost was very clever. As soon as he entered the door, he put two fleshy arms down from his numb neck, stretched them out to the little aunt on the side, and cried crisply: "little aunt... Hold!"

That hug, absolutely loud! Can't be ignored.

Luo Anning knew that silence was still uncomfortable, so she sent the little guy's milk scented body to her arms: "silence, hold Xiaoshuai first, and I'll go to the kitchen to serve breakfast."

Lu silently just hugged Xiaoshuai and opened his mouth to say something. Luo Anning had turned to the kitchen and didn't give her a chance to speak.

Holding the little guy in his arms, Lu silently came to the sofa and sat down. He stretched out his hand and ordered his tender face: "Xiaoning, why are you so early?"

Xiaoshuai frowned, his mouth slightly tooted, and corrected his aunt's name: "Xiaoshuai!"

Lu silently was amused by the little guy's small touch of righteous words. He smiled softly and deliberately opposed him: "Xiaoning, Xiaoning, you are Xiaoning."

"Xiaoshuai... Xiaoshuai... Shuai..." the little guy didn't speak as fast as her. He was incoherent first.

Finally, the dark eyes looked at the little aunt's successful smile, dragged her to hum from her nose, sipped her mouth and stopped talking.

Others are small, they also have a temper!

Luo Anning came out of the kitchen and happened to see this scene. She took her son in her arms with a smile and said to her, "silence, breakfast is ready. Eat first."

Lu silently lowered his eyes, answered vaguely, got up and walked into the restaurant.

Looking at the steaming preserved egg and lean meat porridge, soybean milk and fried dough sticks, and a bowl of beef noodles on the table, Lu silently felt sour for a moment.

These are what she likes to eat, especially the authentic Chinese breakfast.

Apart from the family, there are an Xiaoning and shallow song.

She ate silently. Because of her mood, she didn't eat much, but she still gave face. She ate a little of everything.

While she was having breakfast, Luo Anning sat playing with Xiaoshuai in her arms. Did she talk to her for a while? Lu silently and absentmindedly responded without taking the initiative to talk.

When she finished eating, she got up, cleaned up the tableware, made two cups of tea, and then went to the sofa and sat down.

Holding a cup of tea, she handed it to her and said with guilt, "I'm sorry for you. I know you're angry. You can beat me and scold me. I won't have any complaints."