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Taking retreat as advance, neither visiting nor calling rashly, this is the way I deal with the elders of Ruan's family.It's not kind to leave the decision in their hands, but that's all I can do.

Ruan Yan took out his mobile phone, poked open the green WeChat icon with his finger, typed a large string of characters, and clicked send.

This is the first time that Aunt Lin didn't reply immediately. No matter how slow he was, he still noticed something was wrong.

Ruan Yan went home alone.

I don't know what Uncle Ruan and Aunt Lin had a long talk with him. Anyway, when he came back, he was so distracted that he didn't even know that I opened the door with the key and came in.

He numbly let me hold his hand, and the tiger's mouth was tightly pressed together.It was rare for Ruan Yan to be silent. It seemed that a small storm was brewing in his heart. Instead of helping him suppress the storm, I added fuel to the flames and allowed it to sweep and wreak havoc.

After all, people are social animals, and most of them can't hide what's on their minds, and they should always be more trustworthy to those they trust.Ruan Yan lowered his eyelashes slightly, his face was calm and heavy.

"Baby, can you talk to me?" I asked directly.

The child who lost the ability to think woke up like a dream, he sucked his nose, it has been winter for a while, and the wind tonight is colder than the previous few days.

"Lu Er, why?" He stared at me for a while, with a soft accent, and asked me without thinking.

I seemed to understand something, "Didn't I tell you last time, what's the matter with being scolded, someone must be an advance soldier to make things happen, and when it comes to godfather and godmother, I'm afraid that you will lose without a fight in seconds. "

The pillows that had been rubbed off on the sofa returned to their original places one by one, and I freed my hand to pinch his fleshy chin, and said to him persuasively, "What did they say? Come on, let me see my eyes, I don't cry much, look The trip this afternoon should go well?"

Thin arms wrapped around my shoulders, and he slowly moved a few centimeters closer to me.Ruan Yan had complicated emotions, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother Lu."

After searching and searching, he couldn't find any other words to fill it in. He seemed to only say "sorry" and apologized to me sincerely and guiltily.

The palm slid down the back of the waist, stroked his protruding tailbone a few times, he was already limp, but now he was hanging on half of my body, and fell into my arms like a boneless .

I lifted him up and kissed his thin eyelids: "And then? Did you make things difficult for you?"

"No," he said in a muffled voice, "They didn't even mention anything, they just told me to take you home with me in the future, it's almost Chinese New Year, don't go back alone by then."

The dry air flowed wantonly around, and the beating frequency of the heart deviated from the original speed.

I needed some time to calm down, and after a long silence, I slowly said, "It's a good thing."

"Um……"

I heard him say "hmm" in a tortuous way, and I probably showed some signs of crying or not, so I took advantage of the fire and squeezed his dry lips: "Let's take time to go to the mall in a few days, and we can't go back to the New Year empty-handed." Bar."

Intimate contact is very effective in soothing emotions most of the time. I hugged Ruan Yan and kissed him for a while, listening to him muttering nonsense, if only time was frozen at this moment.

It's not particularly good either.

If we stop here, we will stop today, and I hope that there will be countless moments that belong to me and Ruan Yan in the future.

Little friend Ruan lowered his head and stretched out his claws, and tapped on my shoulder, neck and collarbone one after another, and asked in a soft voice, "Lu Er, aren't you cold with so little clothes on? I'm almost freezing to death."

"A little bit." I patted his waist and made him stand up. "Go and turn on the heat."

Ruan Yan let go of the corner of my clothes, stomped on the slippers and went to a corner of the living room.

There was a sweet smell slowly overflowing from the kitchen, I followed the smell and walked straight in, something was being boiled on the stove, Ruan Yan didn't know the cooking skills he learned from school, he quietly performed it after he came back from his parents' house .

He rushed over, twisted a piece of unknown sugar cake in his hand, stuffed it into my mouth, and rushed me to get the bowl with a red face.

It's a bar of malt candy.

"Today, Ms. Lin bought a lot of candy and asked me to bring some back. She originally wanted me to stay for dinner, but I can't think about it...you are still at home."

Ruan Yan always said whatever came to his mind, he was just stating the facts plainly, he couldn't bear to leave me alone in a rented house for the holidays, so he politely declined the meal left by his parents.

It doesn't sound like that to my ears.

I put the spoon and bowl I took out from the cupboard on the countertop, and went around to hug Ruan Yan gently.The soup spoon in his hand trembled, and the red beans and fine rice in the small pot were soft and rotten. He threatened me with red ears: "Don't touch your nose and face, bring the bowl, I'm going to serve porridge."

"I don't want to mess around," I honestly helped him and handed him the small bowl, "Baby, I'm hungry."

He probably thought of something unspeakable, turned his head and glared at me, and stuffed the full porridge bowl into my hand, "Eat when you're hungry!"

I:"……"

No pun really, I'm simply hungry... The law firm is not a human being, it's extremely busy at the end of the year, and working overtime until now, it's almost ten o'clock before I eat.

But since he has already thought wrong, it is not impossible to make mistakes later.

Holding the small bowl in his hand, Ruan Yan wiped the corners of his mouth indiscriminately after drinking the last spoonful.He looked at me eagerly: "Is it okay to cook?"

I praised him in a matter-of-fact manner, collected the pots and bowls on the dining table, and took them to the kitchen to wash.

Little Ruan, who was involved in the culinary industry for the first time, accepted the award with satisfaction and walked to the room.He changed into brand new pajamas and came out of the bathroom, leaned on the table and opened the drawing software, looking at the list in his spare time that had accumulated over the years.

When I dried my hair and entered the room, Ruan Yan had already rolled his eyes and collapsed on the bed.

"I won't do it...do it tomorrow."

I walked over and lifted the quilt, and tapped him on the forehead: "This is ambiguous, what exactly do you mean?"

Ruan Yan was so tortured by Party A that his head was so dull that he couldn't understand what I was saying for a while. He spent a minute cleaning off the rust on his nerves. Hit it up.

"Nong is a little rascal, don't say anything!"

I smiled and picked him up: "Baby, promise not to?"

He looked at me with a puffy face, his aggrieved eyes seemed to be projected on me, his round eyes never blinked, and only then did he learn to turn around, "My back is sore, I don't want to move."

I understood, put him down, slowly unbuttoned his pajamas, and smiled at him gently, "Then I won't ask you to move."