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The little girl smiled softly, "no, it's delicious."

Little girl said so. Mrs. an didn't know what to say. She just stroked her hair.

"Summer summer mother, you eat this, this is delicious." All of a sudden, said little AI.

Luo Jing was shocked and asked uncontrollably, "Ai, what's your name?"

Little AI felt that she was finally elated and smiling, "Xia Xia's mother, now my father and Xia Xia's teacher are in love, and they will get married later, so Xia Xia's teacher is my mother."

"Ai, love and marriage are different."

Luo Jing's envious eyes are red. Charlotte and Pei Yicheng are developing too fast. They are going to talk about marriage.

What chance does she have.

She is now the daughter of settling down, and her current identity is worthy of Pei Yicheng, rather than Xialuo, a humble girl.

"It's not the same. Our family are all like this. They don't care. Falling in love is to get married. My father loves Xia Xia's mother so much." The little girl pursed.

Pei Yi city can't say such words, but little AI is reckless and says whatever he thinks.

Pei took a look at Charlotte with a smile at the bottom of his eyes. Charlotte said to AI, "little cute, eat your food. Don't talk about it."

"Xia Xia's mother, I want to share the good news. I'm so happy that you and your father have such a good relationship. I'll have a father and a mother's child in the future." The little girl's naive way.

Said also "Ka wipe" bit a small piece of crispy meat, burning the special fragrance of the head.

Charlotte's gloomy mood has improved. She feels protected by a four-year-old.

The little girl must have been out of anger for her on purpose.

"Ai, eat slowly."

"I know. I eat very slowly." The way of little AI's crispness.

"Are you getting married?" Luo Jing tries to suppress the dryness in his heart and calmly looks at Pei Yicheng.

Pei Yicheng smiled and looked at Charlotte fondly. "It depends on when Charlotte will let go."

By implication, whether they get married or not is entirely up to Charlotte. Charlotte doesn't have a nice look at him.

Both the father and daughter are the same. They will try their best to get her back. In fact, she really doesn't blame Pei Yicheng. Without him, her situation will be more embarrassing than now.

But now, although Luo Jing and Luo Mu don't get the punishment they deserve, she is fine. She has a good boyfriend and a close little daughter.

It's more important than anything.

She's not the kind of person who can't see.

"What do you think, lotha?" Luo Jing asked uneasily.

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll let you know when I think about it."

Charlotte is telling the truth, but in Luo Jing's ear, that is to take Joe, to show off, to deliberately say such words to hit her.

"Congratulations in advance." Luo Jing felt that her jealous intestines were almost distorted, but she had to smile and say blessings.

It's really a silent torture.

"Thank you." The way of Charlotte.

She can now face PEI as a girlfriend, especially in front of Luo Jing.

An Changhe has always been smart. I can see that the atmosphere is not very right. I've shifted the topic. "Well, let's not talk about it. Xia Xia, have you made any new works recently? I'm looking forward to it."

Charlotte smiled. "Uncle ANN, I've got inspiration recently. I'm in the process of creation. I'll come out soon."

"Well, you can rest assured to stay in our gallery. With your qualifications, you will one day become an excellent painter." An Changhe feels that he owes Pei Yicheng a favor. Seeing that their father and daughter love Charlotte, he wants to make up for her.

Anyway, Charlotte is also a rare talent. If you train well, you will be able to succeed.

"Thank you, uncle Ann."

The two can't stop talking. Luo Jing hates her. This Charlotte is specially for her.

Summer and summer.

Her father, why to call her so intimate, is really enough.

Painting, what's the difficulty? The painting she drew when she was a child is much better than Charlotte. The art class of Charlotte was not scolded by the teacher.

She is the one who has always been praised.

After a while, Luo Jing couldn't stand it. He poured a cup of tea into an Changhe's teacup and said with a smile, "Dad, don't keep talking. People in Luoxia haven't eaten enough. You can also drink some tea to moisten your throat."

An Changhe laughs and says with embarrassment: "I'll take care of this problem. You can order again in summer. But it's nice to have a daughter, and this is someone who's in charge of it. "

"I like to hear uncle Ann say that."

Mrs. an is also happy, "old ANN, you don't have so much nonsense, don't let your daughter worry."

"Mom, you can also have some winter melon soup to clear the heat and relieve the fire." Luo Jing is also towards Anfu.

"I know, I know. You don't have to work. Mom knows she did it."

Luo Mu watched Luo Jing's integration into the family and praised her: "we Jing Jing have been very sensible since childhood. When I came home from the outside in the evening, she would boil me a big pot of hot water, saying that I would bubble my feet and wash my feet. At that time, my nose was sour, and I almost burst into tears."

The settling in couple are most interested in Luo Jing's business, especially Mrs. an, who is too happy to close her mouth. "How old were we then

"Primary school, it should be seven or eight years old, I still remember, at that time she Oh, small hands and feet, but do what adults will do."

Mrs. An Shun Luo Jing's hair, "we must have had a hard time when she was a child."

"Mom, I don't suffer at all. Mother Luo is very good to me. Although we are poor and poor, we are still very happy because we are together. "

Looking at Luo Mu's dressing there, Charlotte felt her nose sour and unconsciously covered her wrist.

It's clearly what she did, but no matter what she did, Luo Mu just didn't like her. At that time, she still thought she was upset and sprinkled hot water on her wrist. At that time, there were big blisters on her wrist. Now, the scald is very obvious.

Pei Yicheng noticed that Charlotte was in a bad mood. She looked down and saw that one of her hands was on the wrist of the other hand, where there was a burn.

He guessed something vaguely and took her small hand.

"Look at this child, he is still so obedient. Don't speak for me. I know how much he weighs. I've suffered from you." Lom raised her hand and stroked the corner of her eye. "Sister Luo, don't say that. What you did for our Jingjing will be remembered by lao'an and me all our lives."