Before entering, Xia Hong secretly began to regulate her breathing.
This series of subtle, hidden actions were observed by Ye Wanying from beginning to end.
I really didn't expect my own editor-in-chief to be like this...
cute!
But obviously, you can't show anything now, otherwise, even a rabbit will bite if you push it too far.
Inside the house.
The little dumpling, who had been sitting as still as a mountain, heard its mother's voice with sharp ears and jumped off the old man's back, rushing towards the door.
Sure enough, Yingying walked over and hugged her mother's leg with both hands:
"Mommy~"
Fortunately, Ye Wanying had good arm strength, and her hands didn't shake when someone hugged her thigh while she was carrying the dishes.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
The little one, acting cute and affectionate, wouldn't let go, but at the same time, answered Ye Wanying's question:
"Mom, Uncle is going to cry."
Forehead?
What's going on?
Minister Gu, are you about to cry?
Really?
"Cough, why is Second Uncle crying?"
The little one let go of her hand and said, "Mom, look down, I'll tell you quietly."
oh?
Why make it so mysterious?
Ye Wanying squatted down, trying to be level with her son: "Okay, you can speak now."
The little figure gestured with its hands, then brought its little mouth close to Ye Wanying's ear:
"Mom, Uncle is crying because Aunt Xiaxia doesn't like him!"
Shrimp?
Why does this seem so unreliable?
"Son, are you sure?"
The little boy nodded and said, "Really, really."
"Who said that?"
When Ye Wanying saw her beloved son pointing his hand at her in the opposite direction, her eyes widened involuntarily.
So, son, what exactly did you do?
"Mommy, what's wrong?" The little guy blinked innocently, completely unaware of what was happening.
Ye Wanying truly couldn't bear it, but...
Son, this time, you've probably really screwed over your own uncle!
really.
At this moment, Editor-in-Chief Xia's expression... was not good.
Depend on.
When did I ever say I liked that man?
Even if I liked it, that's all in the past.
But why is that man crying?
Xia Hong naturally heard the voices of Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Ye inside, and her mind went blank with utter disbelief.
What... what kind of ridiculous thing did that man do in front of the old men?
cough.
"Yingying, I need to use the restroom. Please leave this dish here and take it in for me later."
Yingying was perfectly aware of Xia Hong's thoughts.
Given that it was her own precious son who did something so foolish, she really couldn't refuse him right away.
"Um, okay..."
However, just then, perhaps even Heaven couldn't bear to watch, as Grandma Hui's figure appeared from behind:
"Yingying, Xiaxia, why are you standing at the door?"
pill!
The situation immediately became awkward.
Suddenly, the little dumpling sensed something: "Aunt Xia, are you trying to run away?" it asked, looking at Xia Hong.
puff...
Ye Wanying almost burst out laughing: Son, can't you stop saying such outrageous things all the time?
The little man's voice could be heard clearly both inside and outside.
Sure enough, Old Master Gu's voice came from inside:
"My dear, who are you saying wants to run away?"
Um... Xia Hong is now in a dilemma, unsure whether to speak or remain silent. Her entire body is stiff, well, she's scared!
This is the old man, the Gu family patriarch!
Xia Hong had no courage to run away again!
Soon, several figures appeared behind the door. The two old men couldn't hide their smiles, and there was also a man following behind them.
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