She didn't know if she could have a good face when facing An Xiaoning at this moment. She was struggling and hesitating in her heart, as heaven and man were at war.

Outside the door next door, Luo Anning held Xiao Shuai in her arms and rang the doorbell for a long time without opening the door.

She knew that she must be angry.

So, she raised her voice and rushed to the door and said: "Mo Mo, I know you are at home. I brought you breakfast. If you don't eat it, it will get cold. Open the door."

Lu Momo hugged himself with his hands, biting his lip with his white teeth, his face showing the pain of struggle.

"Aunt...little--aunt--!"

Outside the door, the little guy's crisp, long call came.

No matter how hard he is, he cannot bear to let a child be turned away.

Lu Momo slowly opened the door.

Xiao Shuai grinned, turned to Luo An Ning and smiled with crooked eyebrows. Luo An Ning kissed him, then smiled brightly at Lu Momo, who looked tired, and squeezed in through the crack of the door with his son in his arms.

It was indeed the right thing to bring her son here. She understood Mo Mo. Even if he was angry with her, it would definitely bring disaster to innocent people.

The handsome boy was very clever. As soon as he entered the door, he put down his two fleshy arms from Mom's neck, stretched them out towards the aunt on the side, and shouted crisply: "Aunt...hug!"

That hug was absolutely loud! It's impossible to ignore.

Luo Anning knew that Mo Mo was still feeling awkward, so she put the little guy's milky-smelling body in her arms: "Mo Mo, hold Xiao Shuai first, and I'll go to the kitchen to serve breakfast."

Just as Lu Momo hugged Xiaoshuai and opened her mouth to say something, Luo Anning had already turned around and went to the kitchen, without giving her a chance to speak.

Holding the little guy in his arms, Lu Momo came to sit down on the sofa, stretched out his hand and tapped his tender and smooth face: "Little Xiaoning, why are you here so early?"

Xiaoshuai frowned, pouted slightly, and corrected his aunt's call: "Xiaoshuai!"

Lu Momo was amused by the little guy's righteous speech. He laughed softly and deliberately went against him: "Little Xiaoning, little Xiaoning, you are little Xiaoning."

"Little handsome...little...handsome...handsome...handsome..." The little guy didn't speak as fast as she did. As he spoke, he became incoherent.

Finally, he looked at his aunt with a triumphant smile with his dark eyes, snorted from his nose, pursed his lips, and stopped talking.

Others have small families, and they also have tempers!

Luo Anning came out of the kitchen and happened to see this scene. She smiled and took her son into her arms, saying to her, "Momo, breakfast is ready, let's eat first."

Lu Momo lowered his eyes, responded vaguely, stood up and walked into the restaurant.

Looking at the steaming preserved egg and lean meat porridge, the richly fragrant soy milk and fried dough sticks, and a bowl of beef noodles on the table, Lu Momo's heart suddenly became sour.

These are what she likes to eat, especially authentic Chinese breakfast.

Apart from family members, only An Xiaoning and Qian Ge knew about this.

She buried her head and ate in silence. Because of her mood, she didn't eat much, but she still ate a little of everything to show her dignity.

While she was eating breakfast, Luo Anning was sitting and playing with Xiao Shuai in her arms. If she wanted to chat with her for a few words, Lu Momo responded absently and did not take the initiative to talk to her.

After she finished eating, Luo Anning stood up, put away all the tableware, and made two more cups of tea before walking to the sofa and sitting down.

Holding a cup of tea and handing it to her, Luo Anning said guiltily: "Momo, I'm sorry for Qiange waking up. I know you are angry. You can hit me or scold me, but I won't do it." Any complaints.”

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