After dressing as a female supporting role, I was forced to pamper the little villain

A red convertible sports car stopped on the side of the road, and the beautiful woman in black sunglasses greeted warmly.

"Yanyan, mom is here to pick you up."

Qu Yanyan, An Yuannian and Meng Xuanchen walked over.

"Hello, Auntie." An Yuannian and Meng Xuanchen greeted Qu's mother.

Mother Qu took off her sunglasses to reveal her pretty face, she was clearly a Xiaojiabiyu look, but she was warm and flamboyant and liked red and bright things.

"Nian Nian, Aunt Xiaochen misses you so much!"

An Yuannian smiled and said, "Auntie, I miss you too much."

Mother Qu's smiling eyes bent into crescents: "Since Auntie listened to your advice, her cooking skills have really improved by leaps and bounds."

An Yuannian remembered that she had been a guest at Qu Yanyan's house half a year ago, and saw Aunt Qu's ability, so as to avoid Qu Yanyan's poisoning, she hurriedly taught her.

Only then did he successfully save Aunt Xia Qu's craftsmanship.

Meng Xuanchen also thought of the cookie that was as black as briquettes, and the memories of his death suddenly came to him. After eating, he went directly to the hospital for gastric lavage.

An Yuannian smiled and said, "Haha, I'll give my aunt some new dishes some other day."

Qu Yanyan sat in the back seat and hurriedly urged, "Mom, let's go!"

Now if I don't go away, her mother can spray foam until night.

"Then Niannian, Xiaochen, goodbye." Mother Qu put on her sunglasses and said goodbye to An Yuannian and Meng Xuanchen.

"Goodbye, Auntie."

"Goodbye."

An Yuannian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the car leave: "Aunt Qu's cooking skills I really tried my best."

Meng Xuanchen chuckled, and looked at An Yuannian dotingly: "Aunt Qu's cooking skills are amazing if you can turn it from poison to food."

An Yuannian nodded upon hearing Meng Xuanchen's praise: "Auntie's cooking skills need to be practiced for a few more years if she wants to become delicious. I think auntie's cooking tastes bad, and I think it's probably natural."

"I feel so too."

The two talked and laughed while waiting for the driver to pick them up, and finally embarked on a different journey home.

When Uncle Wang took An Yuannian back home and opened the door, he heard grandma's voice, a little boy in white short sleeves and khaki shorts stumbling over barefoot.

"Jiejie."

An Yuannian put the things on the cabinet next to him, changed his shoes and ran over to hug the little boy.

"Milk, let my sister kiss one."

An Yuannian hugged a little boy whose skin was like milk, and kissed him hard on the face.

The little boy smiled and showed his teeth that hadn't erupted yet: "Giggle, giggle..."

An Yuannian hugged him and walked to the living room: "Miss my sister?"

The little boy hugged An Yuannian's neck and smiled brightly: "Milk, I want to introduce you."

"Milk has been waiting for you to come back for a long time." Ye Ning was wearing a light blue cheongsam and sitting on the sofa watching TV, cracking melon seeds with a melon seed in her hand.

An Yuannian sat on the sofa with the little milk in his arms, and put the little milk on his lap: "Don't you miss me?"

Ye Ning immediately started acting: "Nian Nian! Mom misses you so much."

An Yuannian shrank back on the sofa, hugged the little milk and kissed his forehead: "Forget it, I'll continue to baby my little milk!"

Ye Ning curled her lips, and said sourly: "I really doubt if this child belongs to you, he is so clingy to you every day, look at the nickname you gave him, it's so ugly."

An Yuannian was dissatisfied when he heard this: "What's wrong? My milk doesn't sound good. It's because he was born too dark, so his nickname is Milk. I hope he is as white as milk. Look how white he is now." .”

Ye Ning gave her a hard look, as if I believe you, "Isn't it because you like to drink milk that you got this nickname, as if you were kind enough to say it?"

An Yuannian stuck out her tongue as if she hadn't been pointed out at all, "I don't care, I don't care who told you not to stop me then, now it's too late."

Ye Ning stopped arguing with her, who made her mother not stop before: "Cut."

Little Milk sits on An Yuannian's lap and hugs An Yuannian's waist, and has been smiling from ear to ear since An Yuannian entered the door.

"Jiejie, Baobao."

An Yuannian heard her baby yelling for a hug and quickly hugged him: "Our little milk is so good."

The little milk hugged An Yuannian's neck, pouted her little mouth and gave her sister a big bobo, "Boo, good boy."

An Yuannian was overjoyed, hugged the little milk and kissed him a few more times, it was great.

"Mom, where did Sister Wanwan go?"

Ye Ning continued to knock on the melon seeds, and put the melon seed shells into the box: "Wan Wan went to buy ingredients."

An Yuannian was about to leave with the little milk in his arms: "Oh, then I'll take the little milk to play."

Ye Ning waved her hand and said indifferently: "Go, take him out for a walk, I didn't go out to sneak him today."

An Yuan read: "..."

An Yuannian helplessly found a pair of shoes for Little Milk, put them on for him and led him to the outside of the villa.

Ever since she had Little Milk, her daily task was either to raise or take care of the baby. Every day when Ye Ning was too lazy to go out, she came home from school at night and took Little Milk for a walk.

Just go a little farther to the villa area, look at the small flowers and grass, and look at the sculptures.

An Yuannian led the little milk out of the villa and looked at the two roads. She took the little milk to the right and walked along it several times, and she was familiar with it. Let's go to the left today!

An Yuannian let go of Little Milk's hand, took advantage of being more than ten years older than him, ran five meters away, squatted down in front of Little Milk and opened his arms.

"Milk, let my sister hug me."

Little Milk swung his chubby short legs and ran over, his two little arms swinging from side to side, running one step deeper and one step shallower.

"Hehehe...Jiejie." Little Milk happily ran over, aiming at her sister's arms.

"Ouch." An Yuannian was thrown into his arms by Little Milk, hugged him tightly and stood up.

"Hehehe...Jiejie." The little milk hugged An Yuannian's neck and poured saliva on her neck.

An Yuannian hurriedly moved back and refused to let him kiss, and Little Milk pursed her mouth unhappy when her sister refused to let him kiss.

Those eyes were watery, and his mouth was flattened to express his unhappiness.

An Yuannian quickly surrendered and stood up straight, helplessly said: "Okay, I'll give you a kiss."

Seeing that her sister kissed him again, Little Milk became happy again, this time holding her sister's cheek and kissing her.

An Yuannian could only divert his attention: "Milk, see if there is a little flower in front of you."

An Yuannian hugged him with one hand and pointed to the little red flower not far away, signaling him where to look.

As expected, Little Milk was distracted and stared straight at Xiao Huahua.

"Huahua, look."

An Yuannian hugged him and walked over there, squatting down to look at Xiaohua, and put him on the ground.

Little Milk followed her example and squatted down, touched some flowers with her little hands, and smiled pleasantly as she felt the touch of her hands.

"Giggle...giggle."