After dinner, it was already dark and dark. If it were winter, it would have been pitch black.

A Tao looked sleepyly at his brother sitting in the yard chatting with Xu Shouliang and Xu Huai, "Brother, aren't we going home yet?"

She really wanted to lie down in the quilt and sleep. Sister Xu's family was very good, but this was not her own home after all, and she didn't feel comfortable at home.

The little girl rubbed her eyes and stood at the door of the kitchen, a little pitiful.

Lu Cheng only worked for a long time, because Ningxiang didn't feel tired, but he knew that the Xu family must be tired. If possible, he wanted to go back immediately and let the Xu family have a good rest.

"Go and see if Anan is asleep." Lu Cheng told his sister that the little girl had left. He stood up from the bench and advised the Xu family father and son, "Uncle, go to sleep, don't be with me, we will leave immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, Anan screamed like anger from the west room.

Lu Cheng was extremely embarrassed and said ashamed: "I'll go and see it. It's all our fault for spoiling Anan."

As he said that, he entered the kitchen and quickly walked into the west room. He saw Li Xu Qiuer and Amu sitting at the west end of the kang, his face was not right. On the east end, Ningxiang was kneeling, Anan hid behind Ningxiang with a small face tense, and his big eyes, like black grapes, stared at his aunt on the ground.

A Tao is only seven years old and needs someone to coax her. Her nephew drove her in front of so many people. The little girls couldn't wipe her face. They blushed and walked to the side of their brother quietly wiped their tears, and whispered: "Brother, I asked Anan to go home and he wouldn't leave, and I would be cruel to me..."

Lu Cheng touched his sister's head and looked at Anan behind Ningxiang.

He was all the younger brothers and sisters. Lu Cheng had his own way of dealing with his children, but Anan was different. Anan was the child he asked him to take care of before his death. He was a real orphan who did not recognize his father or mother, and most of the time, Lu Cheng was willing to spoil him. Moreover, before meeting Ningxiang, Anan was indeed sensible and had never really made him angry.

But the Xu family should go to bed. What is Anan sticking to Ningxiang?

Not to mention that he had nothing to do with Ningxiang, he even liked each other and did not leave Anan to take care of her as a girl. Taking a nap during the day is completely different from spending the night.

He was angry that his son was ignorant and felt ashamed of the Xu family, including Ningxiang. Lu Cheng looked bad and suppressed his displeasure and reached out to Anan: "Anan is obedient, and he is going home with his father. Go find your second and third uncles."

Anan stared at her father, seeing that her father was unhappy, but she still shook her head and didn't dare to yell at her father like she did when she shouted to her aunt. The little guy slowly sat next to Ningxiang, with his head pressed against Ningxiang's waist. Lu Cheng couldn't see it on the ground, and Li and others could see the little guy's uneasy blinking eyes there.

Ningxiang also saw it, patted Anan's small shoulder, Ningxiang raised her head and whispered to Lu Cheng: "Brother Lu, why don't you wait a little longer and wait...you'll leave?" She was afraid that Anan would be anxious when she heard it, so she saved the words "Wait until Anan falls asleep before taking it away", and then smiled at A Tao, "A Tao get on the kang first, let Sister Qiuer teach you to tie your braids."

Xu Qiuer cooperated to wave to A Tao.

"Go to A Tao." Lu Cheng lowered his head to encourage his sister, looked at his son whose clothes were only exposed behind Ningxiang, and nodded to Ningxiang.

Lu Cheng went out again. Li looked at Anan who was quite energetic and asked Xu Qiuer to take A Tao to the east room to play. Then she helped Amu lay the quilt and let her nephew sleep first. Only when the room was quiet would Anan be prone to sleep, otherwise the room would be full of people and the little guy would not want to sleep.

After doing a photo shoot at Ningxiang, Li also left the house.

Ningxiang sighed, hugged Anan, who was pouting, and gently shook her head and kissed the little guy, "Anan is going to sleep, aunt is coaxing you to sleep."

Anan turned to her chest aggrievedly, and her forehead touched Ningxiang's soft breasts. The little guy touched her curiously.

Ningxiang immediately raised her eyes to look at her younger brother in the quilt next to her.

Amu lay on her side, her upper and lower eyelids had already started fighting, and she didn't see her sister being taken advantage of by Anan.

No one knew that Ningxiang calmly grabbed Anan's little bad hand, looked at him softly, and only patted him without saying anything. However, Anan was curious and became less and less willing to sleep. She insisted on pressing her aunt's chest. Seeing that she stopped Anan's spirit more and there was no way, she blushed and touched him.

The boy moved around in small hands, as if he had gotten something fun toy. Ningxiang felt itchy and his heart was calm.

She didn't stop her, Anan's interest gradually faded, she yawned, leaned into Ningxiang's arms, and finally fell asleep.

Ning Xiangqing couldn't help but smile and hugged the little guy steadily.

Lu Cheng went into the house again to see if Anan had slept, but then he saw Ningxiang looking at Anan's gentle smile.

He wanted to keep watching like this, but knew that it was impossible. He quietly put down the curtains and set up a donkey cart when he went out, and asked A Tao to wait in the cart first, then he went to the west room to pick up his son. Xu Shouliang's family of four knew that Anan was asleep, so he didn't follow him, so he stayed next to the donkey cart to wait to see off the guests.

Ningxiang heard the movements of them cleaning up, so she knew it as soon as Lu Cheng came in this time.

The room was quiet, the oil lamp was dim, and both children were asleep. When they met Lu Cheng's gaze, Ningxiang was a little nervous.

"Thank you for your hard work, give it to me." Lu Cheng stood in front of the edge of the kang, quietly scanning her little feet in socks as he spoke.

Anan was not sleeping heavily enough, which was also the reason why Ningxiang didn't go out to deliver it. Lu Cheng was in a hurry to leave, but she had no choice but to move to the edge of the kang carefully. As soon as she handed Anan over a little, she suddenly felt her clothes being pulled. Ningxiang lowered her head and was shocked to find that Anan's left hand had grabbed her clothes again at some point.

Lu Cheng also noticed his son's bad hand and looked away in time while Ningxiang raised her head.

Seeing that he was smiling at his sleeping brother, Ningxiang breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Anan's hot little fat hand again. When she separated, Ningxiang used some strength to observe Anan nervously. Seeing that the little guy curled his lips and frowned, she suddenly felt very reluctant.

"Brother Lu, Anan is still young. If you have any questions, you can reason with him, and he will listen."

Don't give him a look at him any time.

Ningxiang lowered her eyes and silently added to the man's hem.

The dim lights, because the man's heart was beating with his chest, became more ambiguous, Lu Cheng looked down at her kneeling in front of the edge of the kang, looking at her delicate and white face, breathing heavily, and courage became stronger.

"Xiang'er cares about Anan so much, no wonder he likes you."

Without picking up his son, he stared at her fine eyelashes and mustered up the courage to call out her nickname.

Ningxiang's eyelashes trembled.

He was eight years older than her and a few years older than his cousin Xu Huai. With their current familiarity, it is normal to call her nickname. The book says that a woman’s boudoir name cannot be easily circulated. In fact, it is about women from wealthy families. The parents in the village call their children for dinner and order their children to do their work. The daughter’s nickname is spoken by every household. Every household is like this. When the villagers see a daughter, would they still call her big girl and second girl if they don’t call her nickname?

That would be weird.

But when Lu Cheng first called her girl, but now he suddenly changed his words, Ningxiang felt uncomfortable all over, which was even worse than Lu Yan calling her sister.

Just assuming that he didn't hear the difference, Ningxiang smiled, raised her arm, and handed Anan over again.

But based on her trembling eyelashes, Lu Cheng could guess that her heart was not as calm as it seemed.

She noticed the change in the title and seemed not used to it. Why did she pretend to be the same for her?

Lu Cheng is a planned person. Since he decided to win her heart six months ago, with only two meetings at the end of the month, he decided to let her understand his feelings this time.

"Why aren't you curious about me changing my words to call you Xiang'er?" Lu Cheng still didn't answer Anan. He took a step back and bent down to pick up one of his son's tiger-toed shoes. He asked softly while wearing them for his son, with a bit of joking in his low voice. As early as when he found out that she was secretly nervous, Lu Cheng had some confidence in his heart, and his heartbeat still accelerated her, but he was no longer afraid of speaking.

To put it nicely, it means being brave, but to put it badly, it means being thick-skinned and willing to give it a try.

The man was thick-skinned, Ningxiang's little face was very thin. He heard him call her nickname more and more casually, and it was different from the kind of intimacy of his uncle and aunt. She became more and more afraid to look at him. Her upper body quietly retreated, farther away from his lowered head, then tilted her head to look at her sleeping brother, and guessed casually: "I'm afraid Qiu'er is unhappy when she hears it."

She couldn't explain why, but she really didn't want to know the reason, and she didn't want to ask.

"Guess." Lu Cheng insisted that she knew it, looked up at her without warning and said.

Although Ningxiang tilted her head, Yu Guang could still see Lu Cheng's movements. Her handsome face didn't have to face her head, just a blurry silhouette made her feel a kind of pressure.

This kind of pressure, and his teasing tone, made Ningxiang think of someone.

Pei Jinghan.

Pei Jinghan likes this, throwing out something she is curious about knowing, and then deliberately not telling the answer.

Ningxiang doesn't understand how men will get along with each other when they really like a girl, but she knows what tunes and dramas are, familiar with that faint look, and familiar with that low tone.

She doesn't like being played by men.

If it were Pei Jinghan, she would only be afraid that he would hide from him.

Now Lu Cheng is actually playing tricks on her...

Ningxiang didn't want to misunderstand a villager who had helped her many times, so she turned her face and looked directly into Lu Cheng's eyes.

Lu Cheng did not expect that the gentle and shy girl suddenly became so bold. After a brief surprise, he bravely looked at her, hoping that she could see his feelings clearly.

Ningxiang saw it, and looked at the gentle and seductive peach blossom eyes, but she felt disgusted and disappointed.

For his sake, Miss Feng disobeyed her father and wanted to marry him without hesitation. Lu Cheng actually fell in love with someone else so quickly. She even played with her while she helped take care of Miss Feng's only flesh and blood left in the world.

No wonder he usually laughs like he is as frivolous as he is. It turns out that he is really affectionate.

Retracting his gaze, Ningxiang said politely and alienatedly: "Brother Lu should call me Miss Xu, I'm not used to the foreign man calling me a nickname."

He is willing to help others. Even if he is affectionate, Ningxiang is willing to deal with him as a villager. But she never wants Lu Cheng to fall in love with him, does not want to marry a loving man, and does not want to be Anan's stepmother. She does not want Anan to blame her for snatching his mother's man after Anan becomes sensible in the future.

She looked cold, and the originally dim and soft light seemed to be left with dimness.

The test that Lu Cheng made was mercilessly rejected, no matter how thick-skinned Lu Cheng was, he could not bear it.
Chapter completed!