Song Xiulan smiled all over her face and led the way.
Xin Luo looked at her back and shook her head to herself.
Song Xiulan's eye drops should not be too obvious.
Whoever changed it, at first hearing, also knew that she was deliberately sowing discord.
But, even if she knew that Song Xiulan was provoking, after hearing her words, Xin Luo still felt uncomfortable.
She couldn't help lowering her head and asked Youyou, "Did you feel wronged while you were inside?"
"No..." the little boy shook his head, "Auntie Luo, it's too boring inside, so Youyou came to the door and waited for you. Youyou didn't care at all what they said."
That little Zhuo Yunfei, every time they meet, likes to stab himself a few words intentionally or unintentionally.
Little Lu Qilin never took this uncle who was younger than him seriously.
Whether he's provocative or messing around, in Youyou's view, it's all extremely boring.
"Well, Youyou doesn't care about what those people say, because Youyou is generous and sensible. But it doesn't mean that others can say bad things about Youyou at will. In the future, if you encounter something like that in the banquet hall last time, if you I don’t know if Aunt Luo is not there, Youyou must tell Aunt Xiao Luo. Don’t worry, Aunt Luo will make the decision for you.”
Xin Luo rubbed You You's head, looking at him with love in his eyes.
Her Youyou was ridiculed by those people because of her negligence.
If she had been by his side since she was a child, those people would not dare to bully her Youyou like this.
Xiao Youyou was comforted by her favorite 'Aunt Xiao Luo' rubbing her head, and her face, which was always deserted, became more moved.
I hate it, his nose is a little sore, he doesn't want to be a crying bag on this occasion!
But what to do, it's really good to have the feeling of mother's protection.
Xiao Youyou couldn't bear to let go of Kailuo's hand, grabbed the woman's hand on his head, and held it tightly.
He obediently rubbed his small face against the back of Xinluo's hand, and said coquettishly: "Auntie Xiaoluo, Youyou likes you the most. After seeing grandma, you should hurry up and marry Dad. Youyou seems to want you to be Youyou's Mother."
In fact, he wanted to marry his mother more.
But the old man will definitely not agree.
Therefore, he could only settle for the next best thing, let her marry the old man, and then be his mother.
The little guy looked at Xin Luo with a very longing look.
Looking at Xinluo's eyes, they are black and bright, with little extravagant hopes and prayers.
Xin Luo was already full of deep guilt towards Xiao Youyou, seeing his longing eyes, she didn't know how to reject him.
She nodded slightly, and said to Youyou: "Don't worry, Youyou, Auntie Xiao Luo will always be with Youyou. No matter whether you marry your father or not, Auntie Luo will take care of you like a mother."
"No, being like a mother and being a mother are two different things! Youyou wants Aunt Xiao Luo to be Youyou's mother..." The little guy held her hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
Xin Luo was about to tell You You that some things were not up to her.
The man's big palm on her waist suddenly slid down, onto her delicate buttocks, and patted her gently.
"Don't refuse. The brat is right, we will get married after meeting the parents today."
What that kid Lu Qilin said rarely made him feel pleasing to his ears.
"But… "
"No but."
The man interrupted her hesitation coldly.
"It is said that a woman is willing to marry a man with peace of mind only after meeting her parents. Do you think, if it wasn't for your peace of mind, why would I waste my time bringing you to such a place?"