President Gao Leng's little wife

Xia Yuluo's ears were so red, she stepped forward to hug Xia Ruoguang and scratched his itch.

The little guy couldn't escape, he kept begging for mercy, his little face was flushed red, shining brightly, like a ripe apple, so cute that one couldn't help but want to take a bite.

After playing for a while, Xia Yuluo saw that his nails were a little long, so she took the nail clippers and cut them for him.

The little guy was lying on his back on the bed like a young master, and while he was enjoying himself, he suddenly remembered this question, and he sat up nervously.

"Mom, will the old witch come again?"

Xia Yuluo was pinching his little feet, carefully cutting off the excess length of nails, when he heard him ask this, he replied without hesitation: "Of course not, Dad will never let her disturb us again. "

The nail clippers made a rhythmic sound. Xia Yuluo cut it for him, and the little guy looked satisfied: "Mom, you don't know that auntie is so scary."

"Auntie?" Xia Yuluo raised her head, the woman was no longer old enough to be called an auntie.

"That's right, it's the aunt next to the old witch. She is also very fierce like the old witch, and she even stared at me!"

Xia Ruoguang puffed up his cheeks, and imitated the way he drew for Xia Yuluo to show, but he was really cute, and not only was it not scary at all, it was fun to do it.

Fortunately, Chu Mi'er has already left. If Xia Ruoguang described her like this, she would probably lose her nose.

Only then did Xia Yuluo realize that he might be talking about Chu Mier. After this incident, her impression of Chu Mier completely changed.

She frowned, not understanding what kind of heart was hidden under the girl's pure appearance.

It's just that she connected the cause and effect of all the things, and she seemed to be faintly aware of something.

Chu Mier didn't like her as much as she seemed on the surface, even... She seemed to feel the little girl's hostility towards her.

Childhood sweetheart, concubine love, what a good couple, Xia Yuluo held the little guy's little feet, thinking about it, feeling jealous.

Han Tianyi walked in and saw the mother and son in a daze on the bed: "What big things are you thinking about?" He asked with a smile, sat down and joined the dazed team.

Xia Yuluo crossed her legs, straightened her body, and said with a serious face, "Han Tianyi, I have something to tell you." She rarely showed such a serious expression except for work.

Han Tianyi raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to continue.

"Can you keep a little distance from Chu Mier? Even if you are good friends from childhood, even if you regard her as your younger sister, you can't fail to see her affection for you, right? You are so close, I- —”

She stared at her eyes, said a bunch of words in a series, and then pointed to the position of her heart.

"Very angry." The last three words squeezed out between Xia Yuluo's teeth like jumping beans, and he paused every word for fear that he might not understand.

Han Tianyi's eyes were just staring at her, her brows were furrowed tightly, and her red lips were so pouted that they could hang an oil bottle.

He smiled faintly.

Xia Yuluo's eyes were shining, and she raised her delicate face: "What are you laughing at?" Han Tianyi's smile made her puzzled.

"This is my little girl. You don't need to hide your emotions. If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it." He leaned over and took her into his arms, his tone seemed softer than the air.