In that way, I still seemed to be scared of Yuan Manling's last time.
Pei Yifeng gently wrapped his hands around her body and asked, "What are you afraid of her? Isn't it better if she steps on the minefield and then snatch the door and then exit."
"But she is your mother. I'm afraid that if I messed with her, then you'll be upset to me."
Pei Yifeng whispered in Lu Anyi's ear, "You are more important than her."
"I love to listen to this." Lu Anyi said happily, and stood on tiptoe and printed a fragrant kiss on Pei Yifeng's face.[
"Doing things according to your true feelings in your heart, without having to force yourself deliberately." Pei Yifeng looked at Lu Anyi. He knew that Lu Anyi might have slowly accepted Yuan Manling in her heart.
But it is impossible to say that there is no hatred for her at all. He does not force her to do anything, but just wants her to be himself. The simple and stupid one makes him want to protect his whole life.
"I try to fall in love with you who don't hate you." This statement may be intentional sensational words, but when Lu Anyi said it, it is a real truth.
"With this wife, what else can the husband ask for?" Pei Yifeng sighed with a long tail sound.
It made Lu Anyi feel awkward, and she felt that he was not from the heart, so she was very unhappy, "I didn't say anything about it."
Pei Yifeng's lips curled in a graceful curve and glanced at the door, "Are you planning to go out?"
"You first, it will be noon in a while. Do I want to buy some vegetables and show my skills to your mother?" Lu Anyi watched TV, those daughters-in-law on TV, used their cooking skills to get their mother-in-law's peace of mind. She didn't say anything
If you want to please Yuan Manling, at least don’t let her suddenly erupt like a volcano and then throw the door and leave.
"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes? Steamed fish with vinegar?..."
Pei Yifeng picked up all the dishes that Lu Anyi had made before and said, "Lu Anyi beat his chest with his little hands and said coquettishly, "Oh, Yifeng, you are so bad."
"Damn, don't you come out yet? Guests are coming from home." Lu Zhenyang's unique tender voice came from outside.
Lu Anyi clenched her fists. When she heard Lu Zhenyang's tone, she wanted to squeeze him hard, opened the door, and walked out of the room with a smile.
Seeing Yuan Manling sitting upright on the sofa and eating the pistachios that Lu Zhenyang brought into her mouth, it was rare that she did not wear a black outfit today, but light purple.
She looks like she is several years younger, with short hair similar to hers. She usually wears some light makeup when she sees her, but today she has a bare face and looks similar to those of her thirties and forties.
Lu Zhenyang lay on the sofa, resting his head on Yuan Manling's thighs, and comfortably peeled the pistachios and sent them to Yuan Manling's mouth.
When Lu Anyi saw Yuan Manling, she didn't know what to shout. She laughed twice and then asked Lu Zhenyang, "Yangyang When did you get up in the morning? Are you wearing the clothes yourself?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhenyang rolled his eyes at Lu Anyi and said disdainfully, "I have been up and written for an hour, and I have been playing with the city track for an hour."
"You two have slept until now, letting the child get up alone. What if he runs out and is abducted by a bad person?" Yuan Manling cares about the child, just like an ordinary old man cares about his grandson, and his tone and expression are the same.