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    Ning Rou was very surprised, she obviously didn't expect Luo Zhen to be waiting for her.

    For a moment, he even forgot to respond.

    On the other hand, Luo Zhen remained calm and composed.

    Seeing that Ning Rou didn't move for a long time, she pushed Ning Baobao's bowl over.

    The meaning is obvious, it is to let Ning Rou feed the children first.

    At 7:30 in the morning, two women and one child sat around the simple old wooden table and ate sweet soup. No matter how you looked at it, they looked like a family.

    Ning Rou is gentle and careful in doing things, especially when feeding her daughter.

    Four glutinous rice balls, plus half a bowl of sweet soup, took ten minutes to finish feeding.

    Ning Baobao has a good temper, and she eats quietly. When Ning Rou feeds her, she eats only one mouthful. Even the last broken hawthorn at the bottom of the bowl is mixed with the sweet soup and drank it all in one go. It is not wasted at all.

    Sure enough, the more you look at it, the more you like it.

    Before he knew it, Luo Zhen's eyes softened a lot.

    There is no sofa at home, so after eating, Ning Rou carried Baby Ning to the window.

    The mother and daughter stood by the bed and whispered. The room is not big, but there is still some distance between the dining table and the bed, and Luo Zhen didn't hear a word clearly.

    All she could see was Ning Rou's delicate side face with a slight smile, and that light yellow loose nightdress.

    Ning Rou naturally felt such hot and strong eyes.

    She thought that Luo Zhen was impatient to wait, so after putting Baby Ning back on the bed, she turned around and immediately walked towards the dining table.

    The six glutinous rice balls left in the plastic bowl were still intact.

    Luozhen sat upright, his long black hair curled down along the back of his fair neck, and was tied into a bunch by a light gray velvet headband, hanging loosely behind his shoulders. The tail of the hair is slightly raised, and it is wrapped in a ribbon and falls on the white top made of silk, which is a little cold and colorful, but also a little provocative and sexy.

    When Ning Rou passed by her side, the corner of her eye happened to look at the top of her hair. With just a quick glance, she saw a few hints of faint yellow from the smooth and shiny black—

    this is Luo Luo. Zhen's original hair color was exactly the same as Ning Baobao's.

    For some reason, Luo Fanxing's words rang in his ears again.

    Ning Rou's breathing was stagnant, thinking that Luo Zhen might have found out about this, she couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

    Until he sat down on the seat again, his expression was still tense.

    Without Baby Ning, the original warm atmosphere suddenly changed a bit.

    The two sat facing each other, but they both lowered their heads and did not look at each other.

    Ning Rou was afraid because of guilty conscience, while Luo Zhen was concentrating on picking glutinous rice balls in the bowl with a spoon.

    This glutinous rice ball has mixed flavors, Ning Rou likes to eat sesame seeds, she wants to find out the sesame stuffing.

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