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"Mom... Mom, don't drive me away! Mrs. Tang, I'm wrong. Don't drive me away. I don't want to sell wine."

LAN Weiwei also sold wine. Naturally, he knew it was hard to sell wine, so he advised him, "Mom Chen, forget it. I can let bygones be bygones."

"Wei Wei, thank you."

"Forget it, it's just some small things. Let's go and have breakfast." Tang Ruochen was about to leave with Lan Wei in his arms. He found that Chen Xiaoxiao stared at him with two eyes. He couldn't slow down for a long time.

Chen Ma just pulled her away and said to Tang Ruochen, "Mr. Tang, breakfast is ready. Young master Xiaoxuan is downstairs."

"Oh, by the way, there is a shirt wrinkled in the wardrobe. Wash it for me again."

"OK," Chen Ma replied quickly.

Chen Xiaoxiao heard the speech and grabbed in front of Chen Ma: "I'll come, Mr. Tang. I'll just come."

So she skillfully opened the wardrobe and picked up the shirt. After everyone left, she sniffed at the tip of her nose. She was very intoxicated. She felt that Tang Ruochen must smell better.

Lan Wei went downstairs with her stomach. Seeing that Tang Ruochen didn't look very well, she held his face and asked, "what's the matter, is she sick?"

Tang Ruochen took her hand and kissed her on the tip of her lips: "it's all right."

At this time, Chen Ma said, "I'll make porridge."

"I'll do it."

"I'll do it."

This sentence was said by LAN Weiwei and Chen Xiaoxiao at the same time. LAN Weiwei saw that Tang Ruochen was ill and wanted to serve him a bowl of porridge in person. As a result, Chen Xiaoxiao caught up. LAN Weiwei was a little unhappy. But Tang Ruochen was distressed that she had a big stomach. Where would she go to serve porridge and held her hand: "just let the nanny come."

At the moment when the porridge was placed in front of Tang Ruochen, Chen Xiaoxiao said gently, "Mr. Tang, drink your porridge while it's hot. My mother made it specially for you. It's good for your intestines and stomach. If you catch a cold and sweat."

"Thank you."

At that time, Chen's mother was still washing clothes and didn't see this scene.

LAN Weiwei was very uncomfortable when she saw that Chen Xiaoxiao had been staring at Tang Ruochen. Tang Xiaoxuan said unhappily, "aunt, you are too close to my father. Go and fill me a bowl of porridge. I also want to drink it."

Hearing the speech, Chen Xiaoxiao replied awkwardly, "Oh, OK, I'll go to Sheng now."

But LAN Weiwei was such a strong person. He took the porridge on the table, blew it, took a spoon and fed it to Tang Ruochen: "I feed you."

LAN Weiwei was rarely so gentle. Tang Ruochen took a good drink and smiled at each other. It happened that Chen Xiaoxiao came out of the kitchen. Seeing this scene, he came up and grabbed the bowl in LAN Weiwei's hand: "Mrs. Tang, this porridge is cooked by my mother. I know how to eat it. Let me feed Mr. Tang."

"Can the porridge you fed with a spoon taste different from that my mother fed with a spoon?" Tang Xiaoxuan asked with a white look.

LAN Weiwei also stared at Chen Xiaoxiao funny, thinking that this woman was too direct?

Chen Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "of course, I know how to feed you. I'll feed you, Mr. Tang. It's good for you to drink some hot porridge when you're sick."

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Ruochen looked at her expressionless: "put it down."

Chen Xiaoxiao was stunned: "ah?"

"Put down the porridge." Tang Ruochen's voice was cold, decisive and indisputable.

Chen Xiaoxiao saw Tang Ruochen's indifference for the first time. She was so frightened that she quickly put down the porridge. Tang Ruochen picked up the porridge and gently blew: "I feed you."