Xu Xiaoru returned to her residence. As soon as she took out the key, she heard the sound of banging banging inside. She was so frightened that her triumphant face suddenly changed. She frowned and stood by the door carefully with a vigilant look on her face.
Listen to the sounds inside.
"Oops, is there a thief?" Xu Xiaoru murmured.
Could it be that if you don’t go home for a few days, the thief will be worried about you?!
Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoru's eyes rolled, and she immediately took the key and inserted it into the keyhole, closed her eyes and opened the door.
When Xu Xiaoru opened her eyes, she saw Xiaobai at the dining table, slicing a medium-rare Japanese steak and a piece of pasta.
Seeing this, Xu Xiaoru felt relieved.
"You brat, why did you come to my house?" Xu Xiaoru rolled up her sleeves, put one hand on her hips and showed no ladylike image at all. She looked at Xiaobai's pink face angrily and asked.
"Mommy and Daddy are saying 'uh-huh', I don't want to be a light bulb!" Xiaobai raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Xiaoru, who had a plump expression, and said without any disapproval.
Hearing this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Xu Xiaoru's face, and the corners of her mouth twitched several times: "These two bastards..."
But just when Xu Xiaoru was complaining about Xiaobai, Xiaobai squinted and shrugged, looked at Xu Xiaoru with a accustomed expression, and said seriously: "Calm down, it's a normal physiological need, just like you also want to find a handsome guy."
Uncle, let’s take care of it, right?”
"#￥%￥...%amp;..." Hearing this, Xu Xiaoru suddenly finished her sentence, her face changing from blue to red...
Xu Xiaoru couldn't bear to be ridiculed by the bratty kid. As soon as her childish anger came over, she sat down at the dining table, brought Xiaobai's freshly prepared Japanese-style steak in front of her, and opened her mouth unceremoniously.
Seeing Xu Xiaoru eating most of the steak he had worked so hard to make, Xiaobai had a bitter look on his face, and his big tearful eyes were filled with grievances: "I did it..."
"They're all my ingredients!" Xu Xiaoru didn't feel like bullying a child at all. She rolled up a forkful of pasta and stuffed it into her mouth, then commented with a look of enjoyment: "Well, it tastes good, add some cheese."
Even better…”
"Xu Xiaoru!" Seeing that all the food he had cooked was "touched" by Xu Xiaoru, Xiaobai looked indignant, widened his bulging eyes, and looked at Xu Xiaoru angrily.
