Okay!
He's your Ah Chen, yours!
I'm just someone picked up from a street stall!
Su Nuannuan just felt her teeth ache.
Li Yanchen was appeased by Su Yumei's words and walked out of the house.
When he met Su Nuannuan's indignant gaze, he lifted his foot as if to walk back, but Su Nuannuan quickly went over, fawningly grabbed his wrist, and shook it twice, "Uncle... don't be like that, I know I was wrong!
"Don't tattle to my mom like a little kid..."
"Su Nuannuan, are you calling me childish?" Li Yanchen sneered.
Su Nuannuan felt a chill in her heart and quickly raised a hand, "I swear! I didn't! Uncle, let's go back to sitting...I'll tell you a story, okay?"
"You still haven't!!" Am I a child?
Needing a story?
"Ah, you got it wrong...I'll share some stories from my childhood with you, Uncle. I grew up here..."
As she spoke, an old man passed by the courtyard, looking surprised, he called in, "Oh, Nuannuan is back! Where's your mother?"