Ling Luo sighed softly.

She gently brushed Luo Xun'er's little hand away, then walked to Xuanyuan Yu's side, helped him remove the black gauze hat from his head, and stood next to him affectionately.

She is not a person who likes to cheat.

"Xun'er, you listen to me, my name is Ling Luo, I am from Xijiu Kingdom, not your mother Ah Li, I have a bad relationship with your father Luo Ge, to some extent, I hate him a little." Ling Luo stretched out his hand and grabbed Xuanyuan Yu's arm, and the corners of his lips hooked up an indifferent smile, "This is my fiancé, his name is Yu." ”

Luo Xun'er's eyes widened, there was a dead silence in her ice blue eyes, and she stared at these two people with extremely complicated eyes.

She has a wisdom that surpasses that of a three-year-old child.

Ling Luo's heart hung in the air, she couldn't pretend to be her mother, and she had no intention of being someone else's stand-in.

She thought the child would make trouble, cry, pester, and be hysterical.

But—

"Okay, I see." Luo Xun'er raised her head, her eyes flashed with a crystal clear light, and the corners of her pink lips hooked a faint smile, "First time we met, my name is Luo Xun'er, hello Luo'er, can we be friends?" ”

Ling Luo was stunned.

She couldn't react, she didn't expect this child to react like this.

A three-year-old girl held out a friendly hand to her, called her Luo'er, and offered to be her friend.

Luo Xun'er was stunned when she saw Ling Luo, tilted her head slightly, her movements were very cute, and said, "Miss Luo'er, who looks very much like my mother, can't she be friends?" ”

"Yes." Ling Luo stretched out his hand and gently squeezed Luo Xun'er's tender little hand.

Luo Xun'er grabbed Ling Luo tightly and showed her an innocent smile of satisfaction.

From beginning to end, Xun'er didn't say a word to Xuanyuan Yu, or rather, selectively ignored it.

"Luo'er, let's have dinner."

Luo Xun'er took Ling Luo's hand with a smile and walked to the edge of the dining table, "Every day at this time, I will let the people cook enough dishes for your favorite." ”

Ling Luo sat down at the table next to Luo Xun'er, looking at the exquisite dishes poured with red pepper oil on the table, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

Luo Xun'er took a piece of spicy chicken, put it on the plate in front of Ling Luo, and said, "This is your favorite food before." ”

After speaking, he looked at Ling Luo expectantly.

Ling Luo's brows furrowed even tighter.

She hates eating dishes that are too strong, especially the kind with so many chili peppers that she can't get on them.

"And this, spicy brisket, spicy chiba tofu." Luo Xun'er said with great interest while diligently helping Ling Luo pick up vegetables.

After a while, the plate in front of Ling Luo had already formed a small mountain.

Ling Luo pursed her lips, smiled apologetically at the child, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't eat spicy food." ”

"Don't eat spicy? How could it be ......" Luo Xun'er's face crossed with deep surprise and heavy loss.

The smile on her face was gone, her ice-blue eyes were overflowing with sadness, and her voice was full of frustration: "Yes, if Luo'er doesn't like it, I'll let someone take it down and redo it." ”

Seeing the expression of a three-year-old girl desperately hiding her loss, and desperately suppressing her tears to prevent herself from crying, Ling Luo's heart shook fiercely.