So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

Lu Zhenyang's words caused another burst of laughter, "Really? Yang Yangding's title is so important."

"Well, the teacher also said that my grandfather is from the National History Museum. He is a senior official, but why haven't I seen it?"

As soon as Lu Zhenyang's immature voice fell, Yuan Manling's face changed slightly, her hands were still tightly hugging Lu Zhenyang, she looked down at his little face, pursed her lips and did not speak.

Lu Anyi looked at Lu Zhenyang with a serious face, pointed at the night he had eaten just now, and reprimanded him in a low voice, "Yangyang, eat, how much food have you eaten until now? It's getting worse and worse than before."

"Oh." Lu Zhenyang puffed his cheeks, jumped off Yuan Manling, obediently returned to his seat, and buried himself in the rice in the bowl. [

Lu Zhenyang was going to kindergarten on Monday, so he didn't go back with Lu Anyi and the others at night. Lu Zhenyang stood at the gate of the yard and watched Lu Anyi and the others leave in the car.

Lu Anyi looked at Lu Zhenyang standing at the gate of the yard through the rearview mirror, feeling a little distressed, "Yifeng, why don't you bring Yangyang back, I'll be fine every day when I get up early."

"Okay." Pei Yifeng answered Lu Anyi with habitual words.

Seeing that Pei Yifeng was absent-minded, Lu Anyi frowned and pouted, "What's wrong with you?"

Pei Yifeng shook his head and said, "No, I'm a little tired."

Back home, Lu Anyi took a shower and left the bathroom in spacious pajamas. Pei Yifeng took off his shirt and leaned in the living room shirtless, looking very tired.

"Yifeng, hurry up and take a shower and sleep." Lu Anyi walked towards Pei Yifeng while talking.

Pei Yifeng glanced at Lu Anyi lazily, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and pulled her into his arms tightly, with half of Lu Anyi's face pressed against his left chest.

Being able to hear his heartbeat clearly, she felt that Pei Yifeng was a little unusual today, and she didn't know why his mood changed.

"Anything unhappy?"

After Lu Anyi finished asking, she suddenly thought of the question that Lu Zhenyang asked Yuan Manling at the dinner table. Could it be because of that?

"Is it because of what Yang Yang said at the dinner table today?"

"An Yi, I only love you in this life." Pei Yifeng murmured, gently stroking Lu Anyi's soft hair.

Lu Anyi's heart throbbed faintly, she felt sorry for Pei Yifeng, he was making a promise to her, he was feeling sorry for Yuan Manling, or he was also feeling sorry for Aunt Qiong, those women who had never been loved well in their life and who loved him at the same time.

She supported her body with her hands and climbed up, looking at Pei Yifeng with distressed eyes, "Don't dislike me when you get old, you can't have other women behind my back in your heart, you can't even look at a woman I don't like."

Hearing Lu Anyi's domineering demands, Pei Yifeng couldn't help thinking of when she was chasing him, she couldn't see a woman by his side, her purpose was clear, and her method was straightforward.

He hooked his lips and smiled evilly, "Then it depends on your performance."

"How do you behave?"

"You really don't know?" Pei Yifeng said, pinching Lu Anyi's chest vigorously with one hand. [

Lu Anyi felt itchy and hurt, so she yelled loudly, and then, not to be outdone, she began to pinch Pei Yifeng's waist with both hands, tickling him.

However, Pei Yifeng's concentration was very good, he didn't move, and let her scratch up and down.

"Wood man, no fun."

Pei Yifeng got excited when he heard the word boring, turned over and pressed Lu Anyi under him,