His gentle and handsome face was full of anxiety, and he stood in front of her at a loss, like a child who had done something wrong. Tong Ran looked at it and burst out laughing.

It was the same before. Every time he said he wanted to coax her, in the end, he stood beside her and was helpless when he heard her crying.

Seeing her laughing, Luo Xiao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiao Ran, are you not crying?"

Tong Ran smiled and shook her head, "I'm so old that I won't cry."

At this time, a cold wind blew, and Tong Ran couldn't help but shrink her shoulders. She was already thin in this servant uniform. After standing outside for a long time in the evening, she would definitely feel cold.

I don’t know if Mo Nanjue is awake now...

If he wakes up, he will probably get angry if he catches someone again...

Seeing this, Luo Xiao hurriedly took off his suit and wrapped it around her shoulders, and walked towards the river with her in his arms, "Let's go, if you don't eat it, it will be really cold."

The river was covered with weeds. Luo Xiao opened the bag, took out a picnic cloth from it and carefully spread it on the ground. Then he pulled Tong Ran and sat down, "Xiao Ran, don't you like picnic the most?"

As he said that, he took out two round objects wrapped in tin foil from the bag. Tong Ran smelled the smell and felt extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember, "This is..."

"It's your favorite roasted sweet potatoes," Luo Xiao took her words and said while peeling off the tin foil. "In the past, you sneaked out at night, and you always said I let you eat cold food. Now it's hot, and it's no different from the freshly baked ones."

After Luo Xiao finished peeling it, he wrapped it in a napkin and confirmed that there was no dust. Then he handed it to her, "Eat while it's hot, be careful not to burn it."

Tong Ran looked at the sweet potatoes roasted into yellow color, and felt warm. After reaching out to take them, she took them. The sweet and fragrant smell was exactly the same as the taste in her memory.

The taste is the same, but things have changed...

"I bought it in that store when I was a child. I had someone wrap it in tinfoil and put it in the oven to catch fire. It's strange that I've grown up so old, and the uncle who sells sweet potatoes can still recognize me."

Luo Xiao looked at her eating with big mouthfuls and smiled slightly, "He also asked me how the little girl who used to be with me is now... He said, I hope we can go back together when we have time, and he wants to see you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tong Ran raised his head, seemed to be hesitant, but he still asked, "Brother Luo, when we go to see uncle roasted sweet potatoes, we will go back home by the way. Do you go to see uncle and aunt, okay?"

When Tong Ran felt uncomfortable when he remembered the last time he went to Luoshi, his uncle's tears in his eyes.

My uncle has always been very nice to her, just like my father...

Unexpectedly, Luo Xiao's expression suddenly became dark when he heard this. He frowned, picked up the juice in the bag and took a sip, "Xiao Ran, did he say something to you?"

"He?" Tong Ran stared at his expression and said in confusion, "Brother Luo, he is your father. Even if you marry Fu Qingshuang and take over Fu, you can't break off contact with them just because of this."

The uncle said, "Xiao'er will never come back." She could feel the sadness and pain just by listening to it.
Chapter completed!