Lu Zhenyang's words caused another burst of laughter, "Is that so? Yangyang's title is so heavy."
"Well, the teacher also said that my grandfather is from the National History Museum and is very old, but why haven't I seen him before?"
As soon as Lu Zhenyang's tender voice fell, Yuan Manling's face changed slightly, and her hands were still tightly hugging Lu Zhenyang, lowered her eyes and looked at his little face, pursing her lips without saying anything.
Lu Anyi looked at Lu Zhenyang with a serious face, pointed at the night he had just eaten, and whispered, "Yangyang, eat, look at how much food you have just eaten until now? It's getting worse than before."
"Oh." Lu Zhenyang bulged his cheeks and jumped off Yuan Manling, obediently returned to his seat, and buried his head in the bowl of rice.[
Lu Zhenyang was going to kindergarten on Monday, so he didn't go back with Lu Anyi and the others in the evening. Lu Zhenyang stood at the gate of the yard and watched Lu Anyi and the others leave.
Lu Anyi looked at Lu Zhenyang standing at the door of the yard through the reversing mirror, feeling a little distressed, "Yi Feng, why don't you take Yangyang back? I'll get up early every day."
"Okay." Pei Yifeng answered Lu Anyi with habitual words.
Seeing Pei Yifeng absent-minded, Lu Anyi frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Pei Yifeng shook his head and said, "No, I'm a little tired."
When he got home, Lu Anyi took a shower and left the bathroom in her spacious pajamas. Pei Yifeng took off her shirt and leaned against the living room with bare shirt, looking very tired.
"Yifeng, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed." Lu Anyi said as she walked towards Pei Yifeng.
Pei Yifeng looked at Lu Anyi lazily, suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms with force, hugging her tightly, and half of Lu Anyi's face was pressed against his left chest.
She could clearly hear his heartbeat, and she felt that Pei Yifeng was a little abnormal today, not knowing why his emotions changed.
"Is there anything unhappy?"
After Lu Anyi asked, she suddenly thought of the question Lu Zhenyang asked Yuan Manling at the dinner table. Could it be that?
"Are you because of Yangyang's dinner table today?"
"An Yi, I only love you in this life." Pei Yifeng murmured, touching Lu Anyi's soft hair gently with his hands.
Lu Anyi felt a little thrilling, feeling sorry for Pei Yifeng. He was promising her that he felt sorry for Yuan Manling, or Aunt Qiong, those women who had never been loved well in her life and loved him.
She supported her body with both hands and climbed upwards, looking at Pei Yifeng with distress, "Don't dislike me when you are old. You can't bear other women behind my back. You can't look at women I don't like at all."
Pei Yifeng listened to Lu Anyi's domineering requests, and couldn't help but think of her when she chased him, and she couldn't stand the woman around him, with clear purpose and direct method.
He curled his lips and smiled evilly, "Then we need to see how you perform."
"How to show it?"
"You really don't know?" Pei Yifeng said, and pinched Lu Anyi's chest with one hand.[
Lu Anyi was itchy and painful, so she screamed loudly, and then she was not willing to be outdone. She began to pinch Pei Yifeng's waist with her hands and scratched him itchy.
However, Pei Yifeng had a very good concentration and did not move, allowing her to scratch her up and down.
"The wood man is boring."
Pei Yifeng heard the words "boosted" and became excited. He turned over and pressed Lu Anyi under him.