Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 1171

"Actually... the fish hot pot is also quite delicious..."

Luo Wanning looked at the milky white fish soup, the fish fillet as thin as a cicada's wings lightly rinsed, and it turned into curly white meat, and then dipped in seasoning, um...so fresh that you could almost bite off your tongue .

"Bring Chengcheng to eat on weekends." Luo Wanning said with a smile.

Now she suddenly has a feeling of eating alone with her child behind her back?

Xu Qiao smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Luo Wanning is really kind to Xu Cheng, she can think about him for everything, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she treats Xu Cheng as her own.

Two days ago, after Xu's mother met Luo Wanning, she couldn't help but make a long phone call with Xu Qiao at night. The main idea was——

If Luo Wanning can't accept Xu Cheng, she will take the child with her, and she will definitely not disturb them.

Xu Qiao remembered what her mother said, and wanted to ask Luo Wanning this question.

They haven't talked about Xu Cheng yet.

"By the way, Wanwan," Xu Qiao put the fish slices into Luo Wanning's bowl after cooking, "My mother is going to take Chengcheng away."

Luo Wanning's hand holding the chopsticks froze, then she frowned and asked, "Are you going to play with your aunt for a few days?"

Xu Qiao looked at her and shook her head slowly: "No, she wants to keep Chengcheng with her."

"Ah? Why?" Luo Wanning's brows frowned even tighter, "Auntie is getting old, and it's very tiring to take care of the children. I think I... am I okay?"

She unconsciously bit her chopsticks, her expression a little tangled and nervous: "Is it because my aunt was not satisfied with the way I waited for dinner that day? I, I... I can take good care of Chengcheng... How about I let the nanny at home Come here? Promise to be professional!"

Seeing that she was silent, Xu Qiao unconsciously smiled.

His girl is so kind.

Before he said anything, she took all the responsibility on herself.

"Mr. Xu, please stop talking... I will learn how to take care of the children, okay? Believe me, I can help Chengcheng with homework! I, I also speak French, and I can teach Chengcheng a lot! What do you think about Muay Thai? How about it? I actually know a little piano too..."

"Okay." Seeing Luo Wanning's careful look, Xu Qiao felt a little pain in her heart, "My mother is worried that you don't like Chengcheng and that it will disturb us, so don't think too much."

Luo Wanning's eyes widened, and then he let out a long sigh of relief: "How could I not like Chengcheng... Don't worry my aunt, I will work hard to be a good mother, believe me!"

Xu Qiao nodded in response, and continued to boil meat for Luo Wanning: "I know...but it cannot be denied that Wanwan, being with me, really wronged you."

He is a schoolteacher, not romantic enough and impossible to waste, and has a son who is completely unrelated by blood.

Sometimes he even felt that Luo Wanning's little head was broken.

Otherwise, how could you like yourself?
Luo Wanning's eyes were wide open, she looked at Xu Qiao, frowning slightly: "Xu Qiao...what do you want to say?"

There was an unconscious cry of grievance in her voice.

Xu Qiao's expression froze, and then she shook her head: "I want to say, my thesis fee has been paid, what do you like? Let's go buy it this afternoon, shall we?"

"...Huh, who cares..." Luo Wanning flattened her mouth and lowered her head to eat the fish.

She also wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

This guy……

will bully her!
Xu Qiao held the steering wheel with one hand, and took Luo Wanning's little hand with the other.

Luo Wanning was still sulking with this, she turned her head and looked out the window, but ignored Xu Qiao.

"Wanwan, if you don't talk, I'll stop the car." Xu Qiao smiled, gently kneading Luo Wanning's hand, which was weak and boneless, and she didn't know how she took care of it.

"Why stop?" Luo Wanning said sullenly.

"Free up my hand and let your mouth do something else." Xu Qiao pulled Luo Wanning's hand over and placed it on her lips for a soft kiss.

Luo Wanning's face turned red instantly, she turned her head and gave Xu Qiao a hard look, and almost squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "You...you hate it!"

Xu Qiao laughed softly, kissed her hand again and said, "Okay, don't be angry, you have to understand the inferiority complex of an old man with a child."

"Old... man?" Luo Wanning looked at him, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, "Mr. Xu, is it really okay for you to say that about yourself?"

Xu Qiao glanced at her with a smile: "No problem, if I can make you laugh, then there's nothing wrong with it, and... I'm not wrong, compared to you, I'm really old."

He is already 33, compared to Luo Wanning, isn't he quite "old"?

Luo Wanning curled her lips at him: "Come on, you, a man with 41 flowers, you are just a flower."

"Tsk..."

Xu Qiao smacked Luo Wanning's words, and the smile in his eyes became more intense.

It was only now that Luo Wanning remembered to see where they drove. Looking at the street scene outside the car window, Luo Wanning frowned suspiciously: "What are you doing here?"

Just in front of the red light, Xu Qiao stopped the car, turned to look at Luo Wanning and said, "I'll buy you a bag."

"Huh?" Luo Wanning looked at him suspiciously, "Why buy a bag?"

"Don't you all say that you can cure all diseases?" Xu Qiao looked at her with a smile, and stretched out her hand to tuck the broken hair around her cheek.

Luo Wanning rolled her eyes at him, and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm not sick."

"I'm sick." Xu Qiao looked at her seriously and said.

Luo Wanning frowned, reached out and touched his forehead: "What's wrong with you?"

"I might be..." Xu Qiao held her hand in her palm and said with a low smile, "I have a disease that wants to buy you a bag."

"..."

Walking in a shopping mall full of luxury goods, Luo Wanning felt uncomfortable for the first time.

She tugged on Xu Qiao's sleeve lightly, and whispered, "Mr. Xu, I really don't like bags, why don't you buy me lipstick?"

Xu Qiao looked at her with her plain face facing the sky, and shook her head: "No, I don't think you need that thing."

Luo Wanning frowned, and after thinking for a while, she said: "There is no new style recently...how about we go and buy a backpack for business trips? I think it will only be three days, without a suitcase?"

Xu Qiao glanced at her, and reached out to pull her into her arms: "Wanwan, your boyfriend is a little richer than you think, don't worry about choosing, we can afford it without selling you."

"...Why did you sell me and not you?!" Luo Wanning stared at him sideways.

Xu Qiao smiled and replied, "Who wants me but you? Why don't you buy me? I'll give you a discount and give you a little guy."

"Okay, okay!" Luo Wanning giggled, "How about fifty cents a catty?"

Xu Qiao replied very straightforwardly: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)