"Brother, you are so beautiful. You look so beautiful when you smile." A little girl looked at him innocently.

Xiao Luo smiled and touched her: "You are also very beautiful and cute."

A little boy turned his head and asked: "The sister you brought is more beautiful. I heard that she is your wife, just like my parents. I will marry such a beautiful wife in the future. I feel very majestic."

"But it's very majestic and very troublesome. Girls are always in trouble, but she is the best at causing trouble."

The little boy was surprised: "She is so troublesome, why do you want to marry her as your wife? Aren't troublesome women annoying?" [

Xiao Luo also understood that they would not understand the sweetness of this trouble.

Just a faint smile.

"How can I hate it? It's too late to like her. Because I like her very much. I like her so much that even her troubles are particularly cute. If I don't have her in my life, I will feel very annoying and I don't know how to live. Haha, you are too young

I won’t understand it until I grow up and have someone I like.”

"I understand, you just like troublesome women." The boy insisted.

Xiao Luo shook his head: "I only like her, a troublesome woman, and I don't like others."

A grown man and a group of brats were discussing the mysterious issues of love.

Suddenly I heard Jin Luoluo scream.

Then I saw her rushing out of the kitchen, shouting: "Help, Xiao Luo, the kitchen is about to explode."

Xiao Luo couldn't laugh or cry as he watched Jin Luoluo throw herself into his arms with a vegetable shovel.

He screamed: "Little Luoluo, it's so scary, so scary. Why is the pot on fire? It scares me to death."

Xiao Luo patted her shoulder to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'll go take a look."

When he entered the kitchen, he saw that the firewood beside the pot was on fire. He quickly put out the fire to prevent the kitchen from burning down.

Looking at the burnt cake on the pot again, Xiao Luo rubbed his head and didn't know what to say.

Luo Luo is so awesome, she almost burns down the kitchen even if she bakes a pancake.

Alas, I have to admit again that geniuses are indeed idiots in some aspects.

His precious wife is a kitchen killer.
Chapter completed!