Sister song is hesitating whether to open her mouth -

Lin Yurou comes forward and takes out a valuable silk handkerchief to wipe the tears on Luo Luo's face. At the moment, she has changed into her usual gentle and gentle mask, "Luo Luo, I'm not murdering you, you misunderstood me."

Her movements are gentle, her eyes are focused, her tone is gentle and warm, like the March wind.

Originally, sister-in-law song was thinking of saying something beyond the moment, but Lin Yurou's attitude made her feel embarrassed.

"Don't get me wrong, sister-in-law song. Just now I asked where elder brother Qing was. She didn't know who elder brother Qing was. Maybe I didn't express it clearly, which made Luo Luo misunderstand." Lin Yurou sighed, "it was a small thing. I didn't expect that my expression made her cry.

Next time, I'll pay attention. "

If sister-in-law Song said anything more, it seemed that she would not.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, that's good. Our young grandmother is young. Please don't blame Miss Lin."

"No, I can't blame a child." Lin Yurou's gentle and generous smile.

White! Lotus! FLOWER!

Sooner or later, she will make the true face of this white lotus known to the public.

Under the appeasement of sister-in-law song, Luo Luo stopped crying when she was ready. She just choked. Her eyes were red and her voice was soft and low: "aunt Lin."

The smile on Lin Yurou's face hardened.

Aunt Lin?

The little fool is 19 years old. He is only 23 years old. Is he that old?

You call yourself Auntie?

"Luo Luo, you can call me sister Lin." Lin Yurou squeezed out a smile and said in a soft voice with patience.

"Why, don't you look like an aunt?" Luo Luo tilted his head, "they are only 6 years old."

“…… Well, call it auntie. " Lin Yurou forced her face to smile.

Get angry with a little fool.

She'll suffer in the future.

"Aunt Lin," Luo Luo stood up and said, "you just called me wrong. My naogong is not your elder brother. He is my naogong."

If it wasn't for sister song, if it wasn't for Mohism, Lin Yurou wanted to give her a slap.

A little fool married to the Mohist family and really regarded himself as Mrs. Mohist?

I don't look at my virtue.

"Sister song, go ahead and help yourself. I'll take care of Luo Luo here." Avoiding this topic, Lin Yurou looks at sister-in-law song and says softly.

"But little grandma..." Looking at Luo Luo and Lin Yurou, sister-in-law song was obviously worried.

"This is Mohism. What else can I do to Luo Luo? She's brother Qing's wife." Lin Yurou looks gentle and magnanimous, but when she comes to the last sentence, her hand in her sleeve is slightly clenched.

"Well, Miss Lin, our young granny is very young. Please bear with me. I'll go first."

"Well."

After seeing song's sister-in-law leave, Lin Yurou looks at Luo Luo. Her eyes are deep and there is a bit of resentment, "brother Qing is not your husband."

"Why not?" Luo Luo sat down on the tatami, holding his chin, casually looking at "Balala little devil Fairy", "I got the certificate with my brain Gong!"

"What does it take to get the certificate? If you get married, you can divorce. " Lin Yurou sits on the opposite side of Luo Luo, looking at this tender face that can squeeze water. There is no secret envy and jealousy in her eyes.

God is really fair, give a little fool a stunning face, how healthy body, is not still a fool.

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