The cold wind blows the fallen leaves, the army is a green flower...'

Lu Yifan sang a song with deep affection.

Sisi held one hand tightly while he was singing, and he was sweating from holding it.

The little guy was afraid that he would run away.

"Not bad, little bitch!" Cheng Ning's worried lips curved into a rather unexpected smile.

I have to say that he is good-looking, speaks well, and sings well.

Lu Yifan ignored Cheng Ningyou when he heard the words, and gently patted Sisi's chest with his free hand to coax her to sleep.

The strict and cruel leader in the army, on the first day after returning home five years later, he learned how to coax the children, and he learned it in a good way.

The two little ones fell asleep, Cheng Ningyou and Lu Yifan quietly left the room.

The lights in the room were not turned off.

Lu Yifan sat on the sofa and leaned lazily, with his legs crossed on the coffee table, posing as a grandpa.

He stared evilly at Cheng Ningyou who was dangling in front of his eyes, and his red lips raised a shallow arc, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Cheng Ningyou put away his clothes and finally finished his work. He helped Lu Yifan get a glass of boiling water and poured himself a glass.

Sitting next to Lu Yifan holding a teacup in both hands.

A program hosted by Pei Ruomian was playing on the TV screen. Pei Ruomian had long hair pinned with purple-red hairpins, no bangs on her forehead, wearing a small sapphire blue suit and white trousers, sitting on the off-white leather sofa in the interview room, looking Capable and mature.

"Mianmian is turning red and purple now." Cheng Ningyou put down the water glass and leaned back lazily.

When she saw Pei Ruomian, she thought of Cheng Changke. She wondered if the two of them had been in contact recently.

She suddenly thought of something again, and asked Lu Yifan, "Have you gone home?"

She seems to have forgotten to ask until now, she is so excited.

Lu Yifan shook his head and said no.

He clasped his hands and put them on his lower abdomen, frowning slightly, his pair of watery peach blossom eyes reflected the flashing colors on the TV screen, emitting colorful rays of light.

Cheng Ningyou said, "Godmother told me many days ago that you were coming back, and she was busy with excitement, why didn't you go home and take a look when you came back?"

Lu Yifan suddenly raised his hand lazily, inserted it from the back of Cheng Ningyou's head, hooked her neck, and pulled her into his arms.

"Is it okay for me to come and see you first? The person I miss most is you."

For five years, he had thought about Ms. Yuan who brought him up since he was a child, and Ms. Lu who treated him like his life, but he was more concerned about this silly woman who loved his brother.

She is a fool, so stupid that it makes people feel distressed.

Cheng Ningyou had a sore nose when he heard the words, and stretched out his hand to pinch Lu Yifan's well-trained arm.

"Stinky boy, the godmother must be gasping when she hears this."

Doesn't he know how much his godmother misses him, "a cruel thing."

When she said she would go to the army, she really went to the army. The godmother didn't know how she survived that time. Thinking about it for the past five years must have made her heartbroken.

When it was said that he was coming back that day, her eyes lit up.

"I still have you being cruel to yourself?" Lu Yifan strengthened his hands a little more, lowered his head slightly, and looked deeply at Cheng Ningyou's face.

When all the memories came back, the car accident between her parents and herself caused her to go into shock several times, chasing after her brother for 16 years.

How could she be willing to treat herself like that.

Cheng Ningyou sat up straight, looked sideways at Lu Yifan, and said with self-blaming eyes, "Ivan, I'm still selfish and I can't control it."

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