"No, no, absolutely not!"

Lan Xixi shook her head and defended: "I just...just..."

She didn't know how to tell him.

Why don't you just talk about it?

"Well, actually..."

"Knock knock!" Just when Lan Xixi was about to say it, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Zhao Xinlan's kind voice sounded outside the door: "Xiaoye, that girl Yaya woke up crying and looking for her mother. Which room does Miss Lan sleep in? I searched several rooms and found no one."

Yaya cried?

When Lan Xixi heard the words, her heart tightened instantly. Without thinking about anything, she pushed Bo Zhanye away, got up and ran out.

'Click...'

The door opened, and before Zhao Xinlan could react, she saw a slim and disheveled figure running out from beside her.

Looking again, I found my son lying on the bed, with a soft complexion and a reddish lip with a moist luster. It was clear that he had passed!

Her eyes widened in surprise: "Xiao, Xiaoye? What's going on? You and Miss Lan..."

That gesture seemed scarier than seeing a ghost.

Bo Zhanye cleared his throat, stood up, straightened his clothes, and said directly: "Mom, Xiaoxi is my girlfriend."

"Wha, what? Girlfriend? Are you confused in your sleep?" Zhao Xinlan walked into the room with a look of disbelief, closed the door, and whispered:

"She is Lan Jiao's sister, how can you be with her? Or do you like Lan Jiao, but you can't help but transfer your feelings to her?

Xiaoye, although you are good in all aspects, you cannot let others do things like substitute, and your relationship is not good either."

Between the lines, there is opposition.

Bo Zhanye didn't know where his mother's brain circuit came from. He liked Lan Jiao. When he mentioned Lan Jiao and thought of the fake news, he felt a chill all over his body:

"Mom, Lan Jiao and I have no feelings at all, and there is no such thing as a substitute.

I make the decision myself regarding emotional matters, you don’t need to worry about it.”

"Xiaoye, how can I not worry?" Zhao Xinlan retorted immediately:

"When I left you behind, I no longer had the right to take care of you or accompany you. Now that I have finally come back to you, I want you to be happy. Besides, what mother doesn't worry about the marriage of her children?"

Bo Zhanye sighed slightly, looked at her and asked: "You hope I am happy?"

Zhao Xinlan nodded: "Yes."

Bo Zhanye put it bluntly: "Being with Lan Xixi is happiness, so treat her well."

After that, enter the locker room.

"Hey!" Zhao Xinlan was shocked. What is this?

She walked back to her room upset.

Inside the house, Lan Xixi was holding Yaya who had woken up from a nightmare, comforting her softly:

"Be good, Mommy is here, Mommy is fine, the bad guys have been punished, and with Brother Xiao Mo and Uncle Bo in the future, we will not be in danger again."

Bo Xiaomo was also anxiously coaxing from the side: "Don't cry, little Baozi. Brother will make your favorite spaghetti for you later, with a lot of beef in it."

Also, I’ll give you my brother’s game console to play with.”

Yaya blinked her tearful eyes and hugged Mommy tightly: "Mommy, it's just fine that we are fine. Thank you, Brother Xiaomo."

Seeing that her daughter's mood was stable, Lan Xixi felt relieved.

She knew that that incident had a great impact on the three-year-old child, and he might have nightmares in countless midnight dreams.

It's a pity that she couldn't really bring the murderer to justice.

She pursed her lips and was about to carry her daughter out... Bo Xiaomo's eyes were sharp:

"Auntie, your clothes are not buttoned properly."

Lan Xixi lowered her eyes and saw that three buttons of her shirt were loose! It was not like this last night!

Her face turned red: "Sorry, it's hot at night. It'll be cooler this way."

Bo Xiaomo blinked and revealed: "Auntie, the outdoor temperature is 9°C and the indoor temperature is 25°C. Don't hide it. I know you and Daddy had a baby last night!

I support you very much! Make another baby boy and come and protect the little bun with me."

Ahem.
Chapter completed!