Luo Xiaoxiao turned around and smiled sweetly: "Grandpa Zhao, why are you here again?"

Lao Zhao took out the pomegranate juice in the insulation wave: "Are you so thirsty? Drink it quickly."

Luo Xiaoxiao said coquettishly: "Grandpa Zhao, I just came, why are you thirsty?"

Lao Zhao didn't care: "Drink in advance, you won't have to be thirsty after a while."

Although Luo Xiaoxiao was coquettish, he still obediently picked up the cup and took a big sip. The sour, sweet and cold liquid suddenly made the whole body feel comfortable.

"Grandpa Zhao, it's going to be cold soon. Don't buy this all day."

Luo Xiaoxiao reminded after drinking the drink.

Lao Zhao nodded and then replied: "Well, it's time to change milk tea."

"You are not allowed to be so troublesome every day. I just need to drink water!"

Luo Xiaoxiao stamped his feet, but had no choice but to deal with this old comrade.

Old Zhao smiled "hehe" and said, "I won't send it to you the day you call me grandpa."

Luo Xiaoxiao's pretty face turned red, but she felt happy. At this time, she no longer regretted her choice at all.

That little-hearted but simple-minded Zhao Dongfang has already entered her heart, and such a good grandfather is always much more reliable than a naughty child.

But she still felt worried in her heart, afraid that Zhao Dongfang would find out about what happened with Ye Mao.

Although it was after drinking, people cannot take no responsibility just because they were drunk.

However, she had decided to confess the matter truthfully, otherwise if Zhao Dongfang knew about it in the future, the consequences would be unpredictable. After all, men still care about these things very much.

"Grandpa Zhao, how can you tell me about your relatives and distantness so quickly? Where is mine?"

Yun Feiyang came a little late today. When he saw the cup in Luo Xiaoxiao's hand, he started to joke.

Comrade Lao Zhao took out the bag and cut the watermelon in a plastic bag:

"You can only eat this, and the treatment of you and my grandson-in-law will naturally not be the same. This is the principle."

Yun Feiyang pouted: "What if I marry Zhao Dongfang too?"

Comrade Lao Zhao frowned and was about to refuse, but suddenly shut up again. It seems that it is not impossible.

But before he could say anything, Yun Feiyang had already laughed:
Chapter completed!