Silly wife of a handsome silver-haired man: Concubine Leng Yufei

But seeing Ya blame herself so much because of Lan Weiyang's words, how could she bear it.In the previous life, unmarried people lived together everywhere. In this life, she doesn't care and just wants to be free and live the life she likes. It is enough to have a lover and relatives.

For those who are famous, she thinks it's good for her to live freely.But she knew that Ya couldn't do it, and when he realized that he had caused her harm invisibly, he would definitely feel sad and blame himself.She even walked into the dead end she set up by herself, because she is such a person, so she understands it.

Nesting in Ya's arms, looking at Lan Weiyang, "Mother's walnut cake is still as delicious as ever!" She reached into Ya's outer shirt with her little hand, and pinched Ya's waist fiercely.This is a warning, and those who dare to think wildly will be more ruthless in the future.

Ya frowned slightly, the corners of his lips twitched, he understood what she meant.There was an indescribable emotion in Ya's heart, and his arms wrapped around Fan Ruoyu even tighter, as if he wanted to take her into his body.Taking a deep breath, he asked in Fan Ruoyu's ear, "Well, it's not bad!"

Fan Ruoyu raised her eyebrows, she knew how picky Ya was about food, if he could say it was good, then it was really good.So Fan Ruoyu raised his chin, "That's right, I don't want to see who did it!" How proud and proud that small appearance is. [

Lan Weiyang laughed out loud.This kind of Ruoyu is her Ruoyu, she was like this when she was young.Every time she did it for her, she said that to Huansha like that.

"Stupid child, where are you so proud?" Lan Weiyang smiled and said softly, "It's been so hard for you for so many years!" During the five years she was imprisoned, she never dreamed that she would see Ruo Ruo again. Stupid, and still as powerful as Ruoyu.She could hardly even dream of it.

After being rescued, she couldn't imagine how many times she had a midnight dream. How much her child, her poor child, had to suffer and how much fear she had to overcome before she could come out?

She felt so relieved when she saw such Ruoyu; but she felt so distressed that she lost her innocence and happiness when she became like that.She and Fan Wei's original intention was to want Fan Ruoyu to live a happy and worry-free life.But it was because they made her what she is today.

"Ruoyu is telling the truth!" Nestled in Ya's arms, Fan Ruoyu stretched out his small hand, took another piece, and began to stuff it into his mouth, muttering while eating, "If you don't believe me, ask Ya!"

"It's very good!" Ya heard the words and replied naturally.It was good, and it wasn't gratuitous flattery.Seeing the crumbs of walnut cake on the corner of Fan Ruoyu's mouth, he lowered his head slightly, and his thin lips dropped.It's just that looking at the broken pieces is an eyesore, but you can do it as you like.It just fell so naturally, without hesitation or entanglement.At this moment, I forgot the entanglement just now, and everything was done naturally and smoothly.

"No one will compete with you." The slender fingers rubbed against the kiss she had just dropped.Doting smile, gentle words. "There's no need to be in such a hurry to eat." As he spoke, he patted Ruoyu's back lightly with his big palm, and smiled lightly.

Lan Weiyang watched, her face turned slightly red.But what is more surprising is that such a man is so familiar with what Ruoyu has done. This kind of person talks to Ruoyu with such a gentle smile, and the breath of his whole body is changing, although he can't see him clearly. Even though she looks pretty, but she can feel that kind of extreme pampering.It suddenly felt that today - her words were superfluous, and her worry was adding trouble to herself.

Fan Ruoyu smiled, rubbed against Ya's arms twice, looked at Lan Weiyang, put away his smile, a little serious, "Mother, Ruoyu has grown up, you don't need to worry." After a pause, "It's him, I am willing!" It was him, she was willing.