Fu Tingyuan looked at her sad eyes, and his tone was calm: "get up for breakfast."

Ronan began to face bitterly: "my waist is so sour, my legs are so painful."

"I'll give you a massage after dinner."

"Where's my good morning kiss?"

Fu Tingyuan lifted the man from the bed: "go and brush your teeth."

"You dislike me..."

……

She went to the bathroom to wash her face and finally came to her senses.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her and walked out of the bathroom with a sad face and pinched her shoulder. He handed her the chopsticks: "you are too poor."

"Aren't you too abnormal?"

Fu Tingyuan said faintly, "I warned you."

Luonanchu took chopsticks and did not bow his head to pick up rice.

"Think about it?"

"With the nanny. I'm just full. I'm asleep

Speaking of his daughter, Fu Tingyuan's tone and eyes are tender.

Ronan first looked at his soft and bright eyes and couldn't help touching his face.

She laughed. "You seem to like her very much."

"She's my daughter. I don't like who she likes?"

"You are not the same as your third uncle."

Fu Tingyuan Mou color slightly deep, raised a hand to caress her hair top: "everyone is different."

Ronan chuckled: "I'm still thinking. If you want to blame me all the time, you don't like to think about what to do. I'll be relieved if you do

For Fu Tingyuan, it's not important for her to cook eggs. Our brothers and sisters like children very much. You think too much about it. "

He put the boiled eggs on her plate: "my third uncle is an example. Just like he likes making movies and we are good at business, he has always been a special presence in our Yan family. You don't have to think of me like that because of his situation. "

although Luonan had already known her blood relationship with Yan Bing, she had not recognized his father and daughter in recent years, and she had been very polite to him.

For luonanchu, the love of raising a child is more important than the blood relationship. Yanbing is only her biological father, while luojun genius is the father who raised her.

Luo Nanchu finished breakfast, clapped his hands, stood up from the sofa and said to Fu Tingyuan, "I want to visit my father."

Fu Tingyuan took a look at her: "are you going like this now?"

Luonan blushed and blocked the kiss on her neck with her hair. She raised her head to Fu Tingyuan and said, "Xiaoyi is going to take the college entrance examination. Today is the weekend. He is at home now. I want to see him. What if he was nervous before the college entrance examination? "

Fu Tingyuan called the servant to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. He leaned on the sofa and said faintly: "with his achievements, you can escort QH. What are you worried about?"

Ronan at the beginning of Ao Jiao's hum: "I will go."

She turned to change.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her back and sighed a little helplessly.

What do you want to see Xiaoyi? In fact, she is homesick.

For her, the Luo family, who grew up with her and loved each other since childhood, is her real family.

He likes luonanchu so nostalgic and gentle to his family. He is also glad that he chose to hide his tangle with Luo Juntian. It's a good thing to have a destination. If she knew the choice Luo Juntian had made, then Luonan would not even have the last way to retreat.

He was glad that he could finally maintain a home for ronanchu.