Bai Luo directly handed her youngest son to Lu Jing:
"Here, you hold him."
Suddenly cradling a full armful, Lu Jing was stunned.
Once he regained his senses, he hurriedly secured the little fellow of several months in his arms, his heart skipping a few beats.
This mother really is bold, isn’t she worried about him not being caught securely?
The last time Lu Jing had come back, this little guy was just half a year old, and now he was almost one.
He laughed "giggle giggle giggle" when held, his chubby body squirming non-stop.
"Little Shuoshuo, be good, okay?"
Lu Jing was terrified.
However, the child in his arms seemed fearless like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers, getting more energetic, kicking his legs and hopping around non-stop.
After Bai Luo handed the child to her Aunt, she pulled her eldest son outside.
"Your dad and Lao Si couldn’t possibly be fighting again, could they?"
It wasn’t just wild speculation; the last time the two men had fought, it was quite a scene.
I hope they don’t make a joke again, becoming the butt of people’s jokes after dinner, how embarrassing would that be?
Little Yizhou shook his head:
"Mom, Dad and Lao Si didn’t fight, they are not little kids."
Only kindergarten kids fight.
Bai Luo was amused by her son and couldn’t help but rub her son’s little head a few times:
"Your dad and Lao Si, sometimes they’re even less mature than little kids!"
Isn’t there a saying online: Don’t mind their age, men are boys until they die!
When Bai Luo and her son came out, they just happened to see two grown men scuffling together.
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Little Yizhou was stunned; who could have imagined being slapped in the face so quickly?
But Bai Luo had the expression of ’I knew it would be ’.
She cleared her throat:
"Lu Yan, Lao Si!" she called out.
The two men, who were scuffling, quickly let go of each other and stepped back several paces.
Lu Yan’s face was already back to normal, and he flicked away the wrinkles on his pants leg:
"Why are you out here? Where’s Shuoshuo?" he asked.
Bai Luo rolled her eyes:
"His Aunt is holding him, why are you two fighting again? Haven’t you learned from last time?"
Do you know how long you were the subject of after-dinner gossip last time?
Every time Bai Luo went out and encountered those people, she could only quicken her pace and leave urgently.
Lu Yan shrugged his shoulders and wiped his nose, his glance clearly fixed on someone here.
Jiang Ye wasn’t stupid; how could he fail to understand his elder cousin brother-in-law’s meaning?
"Sister-in-law, we were just messing around, not fighting."
Even the Young Master of Jiang Family had to proactively take the blame now, and willingly at that.
What could he do, when his own wife belonged to the Lu Family?
Love me, love my dog.
Bai Luo wasn’t really trying to make a big deal out of it:
"Alright, alright, come in, what does it look like standing outside?"
Bai Luo was the first to turn around, waving her son over.
Afterward, Lu Yan and Jiang Ye silently followed her inside.
Lu Jing stood on the steps holding Little Shuoshuo, his face showing an unabashedly amused expression as he watched the group enter the house.
Such a rare opportunity!
Why didn’t sister-in-law throw a big fit?
It would have been nice to see my cousin brother-in-law get taken down a peg or two in front of his wife!
"Jingjing, how about you and Aye have dinner here? It’s been a long time since we’ve all gathered."
Since sister-in-law had extended the invitation, Lu Jing naturally wouldn’t refuse: