Yang Yan's expression behind him showed that he didn't lie anymore, but the relieved attitude he showed made Xia Yu feel very uncomfortable.

Is he disgusted with pulling him to exercise? Why do you want to "skip class" whenever you have the opportunity......

Xia Yu, like Yang Yan, is a blank slate in terms of feelings, and she doesn't like many things, so she took Yang Yan to go to fitness and practice kung fu together, in fact, because she subconsciously hoped to spend more time with Yang Yan.

It is said that if you care, you will be chaotic, Xia Yu just thinks about it, the more depressed she becomes, Yang Yan turned around and went to the room to tinker with anything, she didn't pay attention to what it was like, and she didn't know what it was like to eat this breakfast.

Xia Yu usually likes to eat it.

"Mom!"

Suddenly, a crisp and immature call from the side pulled Xia Yu's thoughts back into the tip of the horns.

Xia Yu turned her head and saw Luoluo sitting in her safe zone, with a pair of big bright eyes looking at her expectantly on her pink little face. Seeing her godmother coming, the little girl happily bared her little teeth.

This innocent smile, like a spring breeze, can always blow away the sad emotions in people's hearts.

Seeing Luoluo stretching out a white and tender little arm to her, as if beckoning to her, Xia Yu couldn't help but feel soft in her heart, so she put down the chopsticks that had been raised for a long time, got up and stepped barefoot into Luoluo's "safe zone".

At home on the weekend, Xia Yu wore a loose cotton nightdress, but she was not the kind of girl who cared about her image, she just gently pressed the skirt with her hand, and Xia Yu sat down beside Luoluo.

"Hee-hee!" Luo Luo grinned, she turned her little hand around, and the crayons she was holding held held reached out to her godmother.

When her father was not in the living room, the little girl wanted to play with her godmother.

However, Xia Yu had some misunderstandings, she leaned down and gently hugged Luoluo's little body along her little arm.

Hey?

That's not right!

Luoluo was picked up by her godmother, until she was hugged into her arms, the little girl didn't react, she was on the godmother's shoulder, blinked her eyes in confusion, and saw her little hand that she was still holding, but, after being distracted, the little girl didn't grasp the crayon, and it rolled down the godmother's back.

Xia Yu hugged Luoluo's soft and boneless little body, as if she had found support, and hugged her gently for a while, before she let out a long sigh and pulled the little girl back in front of her.

"Thank you, Luoluo, you know how to comfort your mother!" Xia Yu said to Luoluo gratefully in a very gentle voice.

If Luoluo could speak, she would definitely stretch out a small slap at this moment and deny it three times: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!"

It's a pity that the little girl can't speak, but she still stretched out a small slap, and the little hand that was raised just now was just flat, and she pouted her little mouth and protested with her mother.

"What, Luoluo, do you want anything?" Xia Yu finally figured it out this time, and she hurriedly asked softly.

Luoluo got up from the ground, two little hands grabbed the godmother's arm, the little girl snuggled up to half of the godmother's body, and after looking at it for a while, she finally stretched out her little hand and pointed to the ball paintbrush that had just rolled into the corner of the safe zone.

Xia Yu's IQ came back a little, and she quickly remembered that something seemed to have fallen just now, so she suddenly turned around and crawled to pick it up.

"Luoluo, do you want this?" After sitting back, Xia Yu held the half of the pink egg crayon in his hand and shook it with Luoluo.

Luoluo finally showed a satisfied smile, but the little girl didn't mean to take the balls and crayons back, she smiled "hee", jumped happily, and then lay down on the cardboard.

"Mom!" the little girl's mother screamed sweetly and crisply, looking at her raised crooked smiling eyes, Xia Yu felt that her heart was about to be crisp.

"Na, Mom, socks and socks ......" Luoluo excitedly pointed to the messy lines on the cardboard with her little finger, and said to her godmother in a milky voice.

The word "drawing" was taught to her by Yang Yan recently, and the little girl didn't speak it very accurately, and the pronunciation was also strange, and it was relatively close to "socks", and she sometimes said it as "big".

Xia Yu understood what Luoluo meant, the little girl was inviting herself to play together!

"Okay, but, Luoluo, can you tell your mother, what are these paintings you have?" Xia Yu smiled, also leaned over, and gently pointed his finger to the mass of lines drawn by Luoluo, and asked softly.

I don't know if Luoluo understood, the little girl seemed to be facing the problem of her godmother, she pouted slightly, supported the ground with her two little hands, and looked at it in a daze for a while.

"Isn't it a beautiful flower?" Seeing this, Xia Yu asked in a guided manner.

Luoluo probably didn't understand the back, but the "yes" in front was very familiar to the smart little girl, she subconsciously raised her little head, looked at her godmother and nodded.

......

Yang Yan used the excuse of packing up just now, but in fact, he went into the room and sent a text message to Huo Yanran.

"It's over, Sister Yanran, Xia Yu seems to be suspicious, what should I do?" Yang Yan felt that he couldn't bear Xia Yu's "interrogation", and he was almost about to "confess and be lenient".

Huo Yanran sent a few text messages back and forth with Yang Yan, and soon understood the situation.

Huo Yanran said firmly in the text message: "Don't worry, she hasn't figured out what the situation is, follow your plan and execute it, don't retreat on the spot!"

"However, I think Xia Yu is a little sad for her. Yang Yan originally typed a line "I'm a little reluctant" at the end, but he was still embarrassed to say it and deleted it.

"Do you understand how she is suppressed and then raised? The more depressed she is now, the more surprising she will be at night!"

Huo Yanran immediately sent another text message to appease Yang Yan: "Anla, Anla, and me, what are you afraid of? I'll help you coax her in the afternoon." ”

These two guys are really troublesome!

Huo Yanran felt that she was on both sides, this one needed to be coaxed by herself, and that one also needed to be enlightened by herself, and she was tired......

After Yang Yan and Huo Yanran finished sending text messages, they also took out the quilt they had packed up and prepared to put it on the balcony to dry.

As soon as he walked out with the quilt, Yang Yan saw the scene of Xia Yu and Luo Luo sitting together and painting.

"Look, this is a flower, let's draw it like this, first draw a small circle......" Xia Yu's voice was very gentle, she was wearing a nightdress, as if she was a child's mother, holding Luoluo, warm and affectionate.

Luoluo was also very attentive, babbling from time to time, reaching over to grab the balls and crayons, and drawing his thoughts to his godmother.

Yang Yan hugged the quilt, stood behind and looked at it with a smile for a while, after a long time, he carefully walked to the balcony and set up the quilt, he also tiptoed back, picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table, and walked to the kitchen to clean.

Be quiet and don't disturb this beautiful place!