Portable Space: Reborn Female Cultivator

Chapter 22 She's Baby
Compared with Mommy's pink bedroom, An Ning's bedroom in her previous life was much simpler. The bedroom was mainly in simple white and gray, and there was nothing else in the bedroom. A single bed, a wardrobe, and a computer were enough. Gone.

Ning Yu was a little excited to touch here and look there, she really misses it very much.

"Ning Ning, do you like it?" His younger sister has been obsessed with pink since she was a child. Most of the decorations and clothes are pink. Pink seems to be very common, but there are not many people who can really control pink, and Ning Yu It just happens to be able to fully express the dream of pink.Or enchanting, or pure, or noble, or elegant.So he thinks that An Ning, as a daughter, should be very suitable and even loved.

An Ning pursed her lips and said nothing.This dreamy color is not suitable for her. In her previous life, she was constantly busy in order to get a little appreciation from Anshang. She likes white, the color that she thinks can cleanse people's hearts.Even in the last few years when she was in dire straits, she didn't change.

"Don't you like it?" Seeing that An Ning didn't answer, Ning Qin asked.

"Like" An Ning's crisp voice sounded after Ning Qin asked for the second time. She was telling the truth. In her memory, she had never seen Mummy laughing so happily, with such joy from the heart.

"Sister, Ning Ning is almost four years old, do you want to help her prepare a small bedroom?" Ning Qin looked at the child in her arms, and felt that this child could almost prepare her own small space for her.

"Don't do it for now, the baby is still so young, let her live with me for another two years." Ning Yu thought about it and refused.

"Uncle, Mommy, Ning Ning wants her own room." Uncle An Ning Yaoyao's neck expressed her thoughts.

She thought it would be good if she could live with Mommy, but after experiencing the right and wrong in the previous life, she found that if she didn't have a strong ability, she couldn't protect herself, let alone the people around her. Repeating the same mistakes, she has loved ones, that is, mommy and uncle, and she will never let them follow the path of the previous life. Although the trajectory of fate has changed, she must prevent it before it happens.

"Ning Ning doesn't want to live with Mommy?" Ning Yu frowned. Her daughter didn't like to talk since she was a child, even her mother. It can be said that her daughter has mild autism, in order to enlighten and protect her daughter.She has nothing important to do and usually stays with her daughter.

"Mummy,,," An Ning's little nose turned red all of a sudden, as if she had been wronged a lot.The head was still buried in Ning Qin's chest very cooperatively.

"Xiaoyu." Ning Qin couldn't bear it anymore, and hurried forward to persuade her sister, "Ning Ning is also so old, let her try to live in a room first, and then move back to your room if it doesn't work, do you think it's okay?"

"But,,," but the villa is not big, how can there be so many empty rooms?
"It's okay Xiaoyu, let Ning Ning stay next door to you." That bedroom was originally prepared for An Ning, but it has never been used.

"Okay then." Ning Yu nodded reluctantly, her eyes were slightly red, and she hadn't slept with her daughter since she was born.

"Okay, sister, take Ning Ning to rest first." After speaking, she put An Ning on Ning Yu's big pink bed.

"Then, brother, when will Ningning live there?"

"Let Ning Ning live with you for a few more days, otherwise I'm afraid Ning Ning won't be able to get used to it all at once, and I need to rearrange Ning Ning's room so that our little princess can live comfortably." Ning Qin said There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if arranging the room for An Ning was something to be happy about.

"Okay brother, don't spoil Ning Ning." Seeing her brother doting on her daughter so much, Ning Yu was also very happy from the bottom of her heart.

"Our little princess, who do we keep as pets if we don't pet them? And I don't feel at ease when others pet them." Ning Qin stepped forward to stroke An Ning's little head, and then stroked the broken hair on her forehead.

(End of this chapter)