Cute baby is not good: Daddy is too busy

"Okay, stop talking." Lin Ziyang interrupted her with a low voice, "I'm sorry I was a little excited just now, but what about the female number one, do you want to try?"

"No. I don't have time right now."

Regret flashed across Lin Ziyang's face.

Lin Xiaoluo turned his eyes to the window of the cafe, looked at the beautiful scenery of the green mountains, and said with a sigh of relief: "We will not contact again in the future. Take care. Goodbye."

After speaking, she took her bag and left quickly.The sky in the afternoon was a dreamy blue, a bit unreal.

Lin Xiaoluo walked to the corner, saw the lost figure out of the corner of his eye, and speeded up his pace even more coldly.

It's just that she didn't know at that time that his loss was not because of her, but because of another girl, a girl he fell in love with the first time he met.Sometimes love blinds a person's eyes, makes people lose their judgment on the one they love, and even betrays and hurts their benefactor.

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"Mommy, your cooking skills have improved a lot recently." The little milk buns circled around the kitchen, watching Lin Xiaoluo cut vegetables and cook with admiration.

Lin Xiaoluo bent her lips: "Isn't that right? Mommy always has to grow up!"

"Not bad!"

"Huh? Grandma?" The little milkbags saw Yuan Meng go up, "Grandma, why are you here?"

"I'll come and see you!" Yuan Meng smiled, but the smile was always a little awkward.She really couldn't bear to miss the children, so she came here cheekily.

"Aunt Yuan? Please sit down!"

Seeing that Lin Xiaoluo didn't treat her coldly, Yuan Meng felt even more embarrassed.She put a bunch of good things she brought on the table in the living room and opened them, calling the little milk buns over.

"Look what grandma brought you?"

The little milk buns swarmed around, rummaged for a while, and admired.

"Breakfast is ready!" Lin Xiaoluo placed the breakfast she made herself, "Aunt Yuan, come and eat some too."

Yuan Meng instinctively wanted to refuse, but was pushed by the little milk buns: "Grandma, let's eat!"

"Stop talking about rice! Talk about eating!" Fanfan protested.

"Hahaha, the food is delicious!"

"You guys!" Fanfan puffed his cheeks angrily.

Seeing the little milk buns who seemed to be arguing again, Lin Xiaoluo hurriedly stopped: "Okay! Don't quarrel, eat quickly!"

The little milk buns stuck out their tongues and stopped being naughty, and sat down one by one.Lin Xiaoluo served everyone a bowl of mung bean porridge.

"Grandma, this is a pumpkin pie." Fanfan picked up a piece of pumpkin pie and put it on Yuan Meng's plate. She smiled and narrowed her eyes.

Shuangxi scooped up a ball with a spoon and put it in Yuan Meng's bowl: "Grandma, eat the ball!"

After speaking, he deliberately winked his eyes at the meatballs, "The meatballs are delicious!"

Wanzi rolled her eyes angrily, and pouted to Yuan Meng aggrievedly: "Grandma! Shuangxi did it on purpose!"

"What's wrong with me? I didn't say anything?" Shuangxi pretended to be innocent.

Yuan Meng looked amused and embarrassed.

Lin Xiaoluo had no choice but to stand up and reiterate the discipline: "Hurry up and eat!"

The little milk buns ate obediently and kept silent.

Yuan Meng ate half of the pumpkin pie and felt that it was very sweet and glutinous, so he drank a few mouthfuls of porridge and said, "Your chef cooks well!"

"This is made by mommy, not by the chef!" the little milk buns said proudly.

Yuan Meng was surprised.

"Grandma, do you think our Ma Ma is very good?" the little milk buns asked with a smile.

This is tantamount to torture for Yuan Meng.She swallowed the food in her mouth and nodded awkwardly: "Yeah."

Wanzi took another pumpkin pie and stuffed it into Yuan Meng's bowl: "Grandma, eat another one!"

"Enough, enough." Yuan Meng pushed back, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation, and ate another piece of pumpkin pie.The fragrance lingers between the teeth, and the aftertaste is endless.She swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, feeling particularly comfortable in her stomach.

Wipe, wipe—the sound of slippers came.

A tall and familiar figure came out of the washroom and went straight to the bedroom.

"Huh? Ah Jing is at home? I thought he wasn't here!" Yuan Meng was surprised, "Isn't he on a business trip?"

"Young Master Chu came back last night. Because it was midnight, Young Master Chu didn't let us speak. In addition, Young Master Chu had a cold and called the doctor over last night. Before going to bed, he told us not to call him in the morning and let him Sleep until you wake up naturally." Aunt Wu replied truthfully.

While speaking, Chu Hejing had already entered the bedroom.

"Caught a cold? Why did you suddenly catch a cold? You must be too tired?" Yuan Meng couldn't help feeling distressed, "Aunt Wu, you can get some food and take it to Ajing's room to eat."

"Okay, ma'am."

Aunt Wu brought some food and was about to knock on the door, but was stopped by the rice who flew past, "Wait a minute!"