Luo Ling said, "You said, is it really good to hide all this from Luo Huan? If Huanhuan only realized that Xiaoxiao was her son for a long time, she would definitely feel very guilty. At that time, I really don't know what to do.
Explained."
Long Cheyu also thought about Luo Ling's concerns. He changed the child from left hand to right hand, adjusted a comfortable position, and let the young master cross his legs, humming comfortably, and then said, "I must say it."
Yes, however, time can be pushed back a little. Her body recovers quickly and has a peaceful and peaceful mood. It is very important to her. A Ming should have the same idea, so he would rather pretend to be a stranger to contact Luo Huan.
I am unwilling to break this kind of peace that I finally got easily. Luo Ling, there are enough things that have happened recently. Luo Huan is different from us. It would be better to let her be an ordinary person."
What Long Cheyu said, Luo Ling could not have imagined?
But after all, it is a mess if you care, so it is not an exaggeration to treat Luo Huan carefully.
She gently stroked Xiaoxiao's right ear and murmured sadly, "I hope Huan'er recovers soon, Xiaoxiao is still waiting for her."
Long Cheyu smiled knowingly, "Don't worry, the storm will pass soon and everything will return to normal."
Luo Ling nodded and went into the kitchen to squeeze fresh juice for Xiaoxiao.
Halfway through, Luo Huan squeezed the orange in one hand and the knife in the other, and rushed out.
"against the wind?"
Long Cheyu raised his eyebrows lazily.
"Are you going to do something?" Luo Ling's eyes widened, and the center of her pupils burst into light.
"If I really plan to do something, which side will you stand on?" Long Cheyu did not hide his thoughts.
There was a hint of pleasant magnetism in his low voice.
After listening to it, Luo Ling stood there for three seconds, carrying a knife back to the kitchen, leaving only a monosyllable word with no meaning or emotion, "Oh."
Long Cheyu hugged Xiaoxiao and followed her, standing at the door and looking at her, "Oh, what does it mean?"
"I know." Luo Ling cut the sweet orange into small pieces and put it in a juicer. She was afraid that the juice would be sour, so Xiaoxiao would not like it, so she dug a small spoon of honey.
The carefully prepared orange juice really made Young Master Xiaoxiao very happy. He held his juice bottle and drank all of them. It was not enough. His big and dark eyes kept staring at Luo Ling.
"What do you think? How old are you? Just drink a little bit and taste the taste. If you drink too much, you will have a stomachache." Luo Ling taught a serious lesson.
Xiaoxiao could not understand what she was saying, and she tried her best to slap her. It was not until Luo Ling reached out to take him over and hug him, and she could barely calm down for a while.
There is naturally no juice.
Long Cheyu continued to follow Luo Ling, snatched a break, interrupted and asked, "You know, what does it mean?"
Luo Ling sighed in his heart. It seemed that he was planning to break the casserole and ask the question to the end, and he would not give up until he understood it.
“Literally.”
Long Cheyu is a sensible person. After thinking for a while, he asked, "What would you do if I formally pursue Luo Huan?"
"No help, no bad, no interruption!" Luo Ling kissed Xiaoxiao's little face, and said in a gentle and sweet voice that nothing is on his own, "You, BOSS, Charlotte, or you, you are good at it."
, If you like Huan'er, just try your best to chase you. I'm happy to see it. Whoever I'm with will be happy, it doesn't matter who will be my brother-in-law. It doesn't matter if Huan'er likes her.