Chapter 122 His Position ([-])
Returning to the Luo family's villa, An Xiaoduo was very active and kept talking along the way.

"Uncle Luo, Aunt Luo, Grandpa Luo—we're back!" An Xiaoduo let go of Xia Xingchen's arm and ran in first.

"Xiao Duo is back?" The elegant aristocratic woman held the plate and placed it on the table with a soft smile on her face.

The crystal-like dining table reflects the pattern of ink lotus flowers. I don’t know how it was printed. The fragrance is fragrant in this evening. White but unknown flowers are inserted into the blue and white porcelain on the table.

Xia Xingchen was about to pick a seat at random, but An Xiaoduo grabbed him and dragged him to a seat by the window. He held down her shoulders and asked her to sit down, while Luo Fanxi was dragged to the opposite side by her. on the seat.

This was a rectangular crystal dining table. An Xiaoduo just sat on the main seat and raised her head slightly.

"I want to sit with Brother Xia and Brother Fan!"

After finishing speaking, An Xiaoduo looked at Xia Xingchen again: "Brother Xia, is that okay?"

"Of course." Xia Xingchen stretched out his hand to touch An Xiaoduo's head, then smiled and said, "I'll get you whatever food Xiaoduo wants to eat."

"Thank you, Brother Xia." An Xiaoduo smiled with satisfaction.

"What about me?" Luo Fanxi looked over at them with his chin clenched, his face a little gloomy.

An Xiaoduo blinked and looked at Luo Fanxi who looked unhappy over there: "Brother Fan, I can"

"unnecessary."

Before An Xiaoduo could finish speaking, Luo Fanxi interrupted her and stared at Xia Xingchen with a gloomy look, like a concubine who had been in the cold palace for ten years and was not favored.

A very polite maid in a black high-waist skirt came over with a plate. The moon-white disk was engraved with blue and white flowers, winding around some sushi.

Slices of fresh sea urchin, abalone, peony shrimp, scallops, salmon roe, cod, tuna, salmon, etc. are placed on the white rice balls, smeared with bright green mustard sauce, and finally placed on antique disks with different shapes. .In addition, there are steaks and stir-fries, a combination of Chinese and Western food.

"Brother Xia, I want to eat the roast mutton over there." An Xiaoduo pointed to an out-of-reach dish in the distance.

Xia Xingchen glanced at it, then stood up to pick up some food for her. An Xiaoduo moved the bowl over obediently: "Thank you, Brother Xia."

The three elders of the Luo family were sitting on the other side of the table. They were eating and talking about topics that only they could understand, and they didn't pay attention from beginning to end.

"Eh? Brother Fan, why don't you eat?" An Xiaoduo took a few mouthfuls of rice, chewed the rice and looked at Luo Fanxi. He had never moved his chopsticks, and there was only the rice in the bowl that Xia Xingchen had just served.

"How can we eat without food?" Luo Fanxi leaned back slightly and leaned on the bench.

"You can't pick up your own food?" Xia Xingchen looked at him.

"I can't hold chopsticks."

Xia Xingchen raised his eyebrows: "Are you a child?"

Luo Fanxi held his hands. His meaning was obvious. He would rather be hungry than take action: "How do you know that I am three years old and still a child who lacks love?"

"Do you know how much you deserve a beating like this?"

"But that's all you can do."

(End of this chapter)

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