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Luo Xihan touched his nose and didn't say a word, he definitely didn't want to be given the cold shoulder by his own wife and then have to sleep in the guest room at night.
Luo Qianqian blinked and chuckled to herself.
Seeing the teasing look in Luo Qianqian's eyes, Jia Ning, carrying some eggs, went into the kitchen. Yue Tingyu, half genuinely and half pretentiously aggrieved, complained, "Mom, Qianqian is being naughty. You really should do something about it."
Ye Qianying, who followed into the kitchen and saw Luo Qianqian's aggrieved expression, couldn't help but snicker.
Jia Ning turned around and looked at the two of them, her face reddening. Tattling to the elders really made her feel like a child.
