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1620 Can't win the big one, bully the small one

During this sleep, Bai Xiaoxiao slept for the whole afternoon.

The only regret is that she has been dreaming for a while, after sleeping for an afternoon, she has dreamed for an afternoon.

After waking up, I still clearly remember the scenes in the dream.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and sniffed heavily: Bai Xiaoxiao, a life is not just love, you can't get out for a man.

Put yourself in, take your phone and turn it on.

Then get out of bed and go to wash.

When the phone ringing rang, Bai Xiaoxiao was sitting in front of the dressing table to comb her hair, and the phone was placed on her dressing table.

When he lowered his head and saw the caller ID, the sadness deep in Bai Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly dissipated by the smile. The corners of his lips raised, and his slim finger pressed the answer button, "Hey, Ranran."

"Ah, you really woke up, and I'm afraid that you will be disturbed."

A gentle voice came lightly through the radio waves.

Hearing the vague laughter of others on the phone, Bai Xiaoxiao asked casually, "Ranran, where are you? It sounds so lively."

"I'm at home, come here, An Lin and the others are all here."

The word "all" is here, causing Bai Xiaoxiao's heart to beat and unconsciously drain the floor.

Her first reaction was that Luo Haofeng was there too.

"I won't go, I'll have dinner with my parents at home tonight."

Bai Xiaoxiao put down the comb in her hand and leaned lazily into the back of the chair. It would be better if she and that person could not meet.

"Xiaoxiao, this is what my family Xiuchen cooks by himself. You missed this meal. I don't know what year or month you will have to wait. What kind of dishes are there..."

Wen Ran was chanting the name of the dish on the other end of the phone. Through the radio waves, Bai Xiaoxiao felt that she could smell the fragrance.

And, those dishes were all what she liked to eat.

When he was abroad, Bai Xiaoxiao was mostly just doing what he wanted and rarely had time to cook for himself carefully.

"Ranran, don't tempt me, my mother must have cooked for me too."

She hasn't gone downstairs yet, just guessing like this.

"Okay, you have been abroad for so long, so you should spend time with your uncle and aunt."

Seeing Wen Ran hung up the phone, Mo Xiuchen asked with concern, "Ranran, won't Xiao Xiao come?"

"If you don't come, Xiaoxiao wants to have dinner with her parents."

Wen Ran looked up at him, with an expression that I had tried my best. Mo Xiuchen curled his lips and smiled, and raised his hand to rub her hair, "It seems that she doesn't want to see A Feng."

Wen Ran lowered her eyes and her eyes remained on the screen of her phone.

With a frown, she spoke contradictoryly, "I don't know if it's good to do this."

"Ranran, we just want to try it. If Xiaoxiao and Afeng can get married, it will be a happy thing. If not, we can't."

After Mo Xiuchen took away the cell phone in her hand, he picked up a piece of rib with chopsticks and fed it to her mouth, "Don't think about it, taste one first."

"Will Luo Haofeng feel sad?"

Wen Ran turned his head and looked at the direction of the door, lowered his voice.

"A Feng must also know that Xiaoxiao won't come."

"But, this tastes really good." Wen Ran's face suddenly had a bright smile on his face.

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyebrows proudly and fed Wen Ran a small bite of ribs into his mouth.

Wen Ran looked at him, "I'll go out and tell them."

In the living room, everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Haofeng and Ziyi, but the reason was that Luo Haofeng lost to Mo Xiuchen in the afternoon.

Holding the mentality of bullying the smaller ones if you can’t win the big ones.

Competing with Ziyi, disassembling and installing a car.

In order not to be said to be big and small, Luo Haofeng disassembled and installed two small cars, and Zi Yi disassembled and installed one.

When Wen Ran came out of the kitchen, they were both big and small, focusing on the parts that were disassembled in front of them. There were two piles in front of Luo Haofeng, and Zi Yi was also filled with them.

Because of his small size and short arms, Zi Yi stood in front of the coffee table, while Luo Haofeng was sitting on the sofa.

"Come on Ziyi."

The cheerleader led by Tongtong shouted, Luo Haofeng was sitting on the left and right sides, although Wen Jin, Qin Mu and Gu Kai were sitting respectively.

But none of these three people cheered him on, but said from time to time to distract him, "A Feng, Ranran comes out."

Wen Jin's voice was not high, but the meaning in his words was obvious.

Luo Haofeng could ignore the rest, but he knew that Wen Ran had just called Bai Xiaoxiao in the kitchen.

Now that she has come out, Luo Haofeng is still lacking in concentration after all, so he turned around and looked towards the kitchen.

Zi Yi didn't raise his head, and seemed to have never heard of them. After dismantling all the parts, he started to install them back.

"Zi Yi, put it on the coffee table, your hands are small, don't hold it."

Gu Kai, the uncle, is even more anxious than Zi Yi. As he spoke, he wished he could reach out to help.

Zi Yi frowned, thinking that his uncle was right, so he put the parts in his hand on the coffee table.

Wen Jin looked at Luo Haofeng with a smile, then looked at Wen Ran, and asked gently, "Ranran, what did Xiao Xiaoxiao say, is she coming?"

Luo Haofeng glared at Wen Jin and saw that Zi Yi was very skillful in installing two parts. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze and focused on the game in front of him first.

It would be fine if I lost to Mo Xiuchen's pervert in the afternoon.

If he loses to Zi Yi, a little guy, he will not be able to use it in the future.

Wen Jinjun raised her eyebrows slightly, "A Feng, you don't have to be so nervous when you compete with a two-year-old child."

Qin Mu Ren couldn't help laughing, "A Jin, you're wrong. It's because A Feng is playing against a two-year-old child that he should be even more nervous. He has lost to Xiu Chen. If he can't even bully his son, it would be so embarrassing."

"What bullying? My task is twice as difficult as Ziyi's. This is a fair game, right? Ziyi."

Luo Haofeng was also skilled in playing these things when he was a child.

However, it was too long since I started operating, and he was not familiar with this car.

Zi Yi looked up at him, said lightly, lowered his head, and kept moving his hands.

Two seconds later, the tender voice spitted, "Uncle Luo, you can't bully me."

"I didn't bully you."

Luo Haofeng blinked innocently to defend himself.

Zi Yi looked at the parts in his hand and said again, "Uncle Luo, I pretended to be wrong."

"Pretended wrong?"

Luo Haofeng frowned, and his hand that originally wanted to take down a part stopped. He stared at the installed one in his hand for a few seconds, and recalled the way he looked when he was dismantled just now.

"That's right!"

His voice was a little confused. Knowing that Zi Yi played the game of dismantling toys every day, Luo Haofeng suddenly felt a little uncertain whether his memory was wrong.

"Wrong!"

Although Zi Yi's voice was tender, his tone was very certain.
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