Anya smiled sweetly, and leaned on his shoulder, enjoying this warm moment.

"Great, it's finally over!"

"Stupid woman." Qi Xiu squinted at him and said, "Now you can write a diary."

They asked curiously, "Why?"

"What diary?" Xiaomi even ran over, his eyes surprised, "Sister Anya, don't you have the habit of keeping a diary? Then you write us in it, and give us a happy ending by the way!"

They chuckled.

Yang Wei shook his head feebly, and hurriedly pulled his wife away: "Xiaomi, this is a husband and wife diary, why are you participating in it?"

Xiaomi said flatly: "But sister Anya and I are so good, it doesn't matter if I'm included."

"Haha!" They suddenly laughed.

But this idea made Mrs. Qi's brains wide open: "Yes, Xiaoya, why don't you just include us in it, we also want to participate."

Anya looked at Qi Xiu.

Qi Xiu nodded with a smile and said, "That's good!"

Anya smiled: "Come on, come on, tell me, what kind of image do you want to shape yourself into?"

Xiaomi was the first to volunteer and said, "Me! I want you to mold me into a very smart and cute little princess!"

Xiao Qi groaned, and began to refute with her hands on her hips: "Aunt Xiaomi, I am the little princess, you can't compete with me!"

Xiaoman smiled and said, "Xiaomi, don't fight with Xiao Qi."

Xu Nuo nodded: "Yes. Xiaomi, physically speaking, your age is beyond the range of a little princess, so don't compete with Xiao Qi."

The corner of Xiaomi's mouth twitched, blushing, this promise, how could it spoil the atmosphere so much?

Anya smiled and waved her hands, and said, "Okay, okay, come over and tell me one by one. I will definitely include you in it, and I will help you beautify it." As she spoke, she blinked mischievously.

"Great! Great!" Xiaomi was the first to clap his hands.

Dinglingling.

Anya's cell phone rang: "Hey, who will call at this time? And it's a video call."

"It's Fang Yin!" Anya called out.

She picked it up quickly: "Hey, Fang Yin, why haven't you called me for so long? Don't you know I miss you?"

Fang Yin said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

"Hey, you look a little different recently." Anya joked.

I saw that Fang Yin was full of youthful light, as if nourished by love.

"Could it be that you and Lan..."

Fang Yin nodded shyly, and said, "Yes, he and I are getting engaged."

"Really? Great!"

So everyone applauded her in front of the camera.

Especially Qi Xiu was the most enthusiastic about taking pictures: "Very good! As long as Fang Yin can get rid of that guy named Lan, that means that guy named Lan will never harass my wife again!"

The little bun squinted at him: "Daddy, Daddy, do you want to do this?"

A certain father chuckled, and said in the tone of someone who has experienced it: "What do you know? In the future, if your wife is stared at all day long, you will also feel uncomfortable."

The little bun thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

If someone likes Sang Luo, then his feeling must be very bad.

He immediately thought of the simple smiling faces on Long Island, and his brows frowned.

This time, he must have a good talk with Sang Luo, to advance their marriage.

Otherwise, he always feels uneasy.

Over there, Fang Yin continued to talk to Anya: "Sister Anya, I want to share with you some good news, that is, Sato and Gu Qian seem to have good news!"

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