"Wear this, wear this, this one looks good."
"Ah~ I found another one that looks even better!"
"But I want to wear a pink dress."
In Lu Nianchu's exclusive children's room, two adorable little voices kept ringing. When they were about to argue over what skirt to wear, Lu Nianjia, who had been silent all the time, pulled her unstable brother away.
"It's Zhao Zhao's freedom to wear whatever he wants. Let him choose for himself." She glared at him, and in an instant, Lu Nianchu could only be cautious and force him.
"But I still think this blue dress is beautiful. The one Zhao Zhao picked is not good-looking." Lu Nianchu had no concept of freedom of choice and was still very confident.
His voice became increasingly quiet as he spoke, because two people, one big and one small, were staring at him with murderous eyes.
"Stinky brother, you have no aesthetic sense!"
Zhao Zhao, who had a bad temper, was not convinced at all. Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to reason. However, Lu Nianchu was also a rebellious person.
"You have no aesthetic sense!"
The two of them were arguing with each other, their faces flushed. When Zhao Zhao rushed over, Lu Nianchu gently pushed him with his hand, pushing his small body back several steps.
"Lu Nianchu, do you want to die?" Lu Nianjia hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhao Zhao's body, then stepped forward and kicked Lu Nianchu's leg without any hesitation.
Zhao Zhao was in disbelief at Lu Nianchu's behavior. She was angry and sad. After all, this was the first time that her cousin, who had always liked her, had lost his temper with her.
His eyes instantly turned red and he looked at the boy who was much taller than him with a pitiful look.
"I declare that you are now the second person I hate!"
Unfortunately, his tone was still so strong that Lu Nianchu, who was about to take a step back, hardened his tone again.
Lu Nianchu dodged his sister's second attack and said again with a foolish look, "Why am I not the person you hate the most? Zhao Zhao, you really have no aesthetic sense!"
After saying this, Lu Nianjia hesitated for a moment as he was about to slap his brother. He looked at his stupid brother with slightly disturbed eyes, suspecting that he had a problem with his brain.
Another brainless Zhao Zhao, easily angered by Lu Nianchu, rushed forward again with a glare, shouting, "Rong Yu is the person I hate the most, you can only be ranked second!"
"Bang!" Lu Nianchu was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground by Zhao Zhao. In an instant, before he had time to react, earth-shaking cries were heard from the room again, startling the nanny outside and rushing in all at once.
"Wuwuwuwuwuwu! Stinky Zhaozhao, I hate you too!"
"Brother, I hate you too. I don't want you to interfere in my affairs anymore!!!"
The brotherhood seemed to have broken down, and the initial quarrel was just a trivial matter.
Unfortunately, both of them are stubborn and even a little confused, which led to this conflict.
When Rong Yu heard the news of the two children fighting and rushed over, the situation had already been slightly controlled by Lu Nianjia and several nannies.
At this time, a nanny holding a noisy child ran over happily when she saw them coming.
"Sir, Miss." For Rong An, the nanny who has watched her grow up since she was a child is still used to calling her Miss.
Rong Yu stared at Zhao Zhao's tear-red eyes, his eyes filled with heartache, and asked quickly, "What happened?" As he spoke, he couldn't wait to reach out and hug Zhao Zhao away, but unfortunately, the stubborn little guy dodged him.
"The two young masters are having a quarrel." The nanny had a headache. She grinned and wanted to return Zhao Zhao to Rong Yu, but unfortunately his small hands were still tugging at her clothes, and his eyes were not on Rong Yu.
She gestured to Rong Yu to say a few soft words to coax Zhao Zhao, but unfortunately Rong Yu crossed his arms and tried to open his mouth several times but no words came out.
On one side, the stubbornness and sadness of the father and son are being played out, while on the other side, the entanglement and helplessness of the mother and son are being played out.
Afterwards, Lu Nianchu surrendered under her sister's slap, and Zhaozhao softened under the comfort of her grandfather.
The Rong residence returned to peace, but the atmosphere between the few people was very strange.
Not only between the two children who were in conflict, but also between several adults, there was an inexplicable dark cloud.
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