"Chirp chirp!..." Dou Dou’s feathers all stood up.
Luo Ye quickly picked up the annoyed little creature: "Dou Dou, don’t stoop to the level of this heartless one, crying one mont and laughing the next, just like a little madman."
"It... it can actually get angry?" Ying Nuo pointed at Dou Dou, her mouth gaping wide, the little creature’s expression clearly aggrieved.
"What did you think? You made fun of it, it felt embarrassed, of course it’s angry." Luo Ye gently caressed Dou Dou, its feathers slowly returning to normal.
"It’s got spirit now." Ying Nuo’s gaze shifted to Song Qiu: "It won’t..."
"Little Songqiu isn’t even three months old yet, it understands less, just knows how to act cute and please people, it hasn’t got spirited yet, so it won’t bristle at you if you laugh at it."
"Then it’s not far from getting spirited." Ying Nuo said while reaching out to touch Song Qiu’s soft little body, the creature turned its head to glance, and disdainfully twisted its soft body—uh, perhaps ’midsection’ would be a more appropriate term.
"Naughty thing, so many quirks..." Ying Nuo curiously looked at Luo Ye: "Luoluo, I originally wanted to raise a cat, but everyone says little dogs understand humans, that they frolic when their owner is happy, and when the owner is not, they will quietly stay by their side without disturbing. Is that so?"
Luo Ye nodded: "Raise them for a while, and little dogs will be able to sense the emotional changes of their owners, but cats are proud, no matter your mood, they will decide based on their own feelings whether to please you or not."
Ying Nuo had an epiphany and slapped her forehead: "Luoluo, don’t you think raising cats and dogs is like the two different expressions of love?"
"Indeed, but most people will choose the cat-style love, the pushing and pulling is more likely to get you hooked, whereas faithful guarding is often taken for granted." Luo Ye earnestly looked at Ying Nuo: "Nuonuo, whether or not you end up with my brother, I hope you encounter a true dog-style love."
"You too..." Ying Nuo blushed and stamred: "Luoluo, although towards our brother I just have the affection of a sister for her brother, I still want to know, why are you pushing and our brother together?"
"Nuonuo, to tell the truth, Luo Feng’s personality isn’t exactly strong, but he is attentive, kind, and faithful, and you are lively, kind, a bit sensitive, and easily hurt, so, you definitely need to find a faithful and caring man to protect and cherish you. So isn’t Luo Feng the best choice?" Luo Ye cheekily pinched Ying Nuo’s tender cheek: "And one more thing, all the good stuff should stay within the family, such a beautiful flower shouldn’t end up in cow dung outside the family."
"You started all fine but ended with silliness." Ying Nuo rolled her eyes and glanced at the wall clock, her expression turning anxious: "Luoluo, isn’t... your dad about to co back?"
Luo Ye firmly grabbed Ying Nuo’s arm: "We agreed that you’d have dinner at my place, I already called Uncle Shangguan, you’re not allowed to back out."
Ying Nuo smiled in an attempt to please: "I just forgot about Uncle’s status, Luoluo. Can we have dinner at your place next ti, please?"
Luo Ye shook his head: "No good, my mom must have bought all the groceries already, my dad hates wasting food the most."
Ying Nuo’s little face crinkled into a dumpling shape: "It’s all because of your Little Songqiu, I was so bedazzled, no way, when it has babies, you have to give one."
Luo Ye responded seriously: "Alright, if I don’t, I’ll cry for Little Songqiu to see, and it will surely obediently deliver its own baby into your arms."
"Dead Luoluo, are you trying to treat like a sister-in-law?" Ying Nuo puffed up her little chest: "Since you want to be your future sister-in-law, you should respect ..."
"Sister-in-law, I’m wrong, I should respect you."
"That’s better. Little Luoluo, pour the tea!" Mou Nuo was getting addicted to playing along, a bit too pleased with herself.
Feeling a bit thirsty, Luo Ye quickly got off the bed: "Okay, little sister-in-law, I’ll go make tea for you right away."
"Brother, when did you co?" As Luo Ye opened the door, he saw Luo Feng holding two glasses of juice, standing awkwardly unsure whether to enter or retreat.
"I just... just ca over, was thinking of freeing my hands to knock when you opened the door." Luo Feng pretended to be nonchalant: "Thought you guys might be thirsty, here, take it in yourself, I’m going to help mom with the vegetables."
"Alright, you go ahead." Luo Ye understood that too much was as bad as too little.
"Dead Luoluo, it’s all you, all you, our brother must have heard everything, how can I face him now?" Ying Nuo lay on the bed twisting about, burying her head under the pillow.
Luo Ye dug Mou Nuo out: "No worries, I’ll explain to brother, we were just joking, as for whether you want to turn the joke into reality, it’s up to you two."
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