Xiaoshuai crawled into Luo Anning's arms and sat on her lap. Her handsome face was so tired that she was blushing and panting.

"The white porridge is ready, and you can eat some of the side dishes." Luo Anning said to Rong Yan gently.

Mr. Rong lay back and played for a while, and sweated a little on his body. He pulled his pajamas and frowned uncomfortablely, "I'll take a shower first."

"You are just sweating, so you can't take a shower immediately. Cover the quilt and continue to sweat." Luo Anning put his son down and picked up the quilt on the ground to cover him, "I'll feed you?"

The water in Rong Shao’s eyes was shimmering, "Okay."

The little guy started to show his presence and raised his hands: "I want it too, too!"

"Okay, you both have a serving, okay?" He picked up the porridge and fed it to the big one, while the small one was also yelling to eat it. Luo Anning was about to feed it, but his wrist was locked by Rong Yan. He frowned slightly: "I'll have someone take a pair of bowls and spoons again."

"You just have a fever, not a cold. Xiaoshuai shouldn't be so easily infected, right?" Luo Anning sighed at his delicate mind.

"It doesn't mean it won't be contagious." Rong Shao insisted.

Luo Anning looked at his serious look, then looked down at his son who was trying to eat with a bowl, wondering if his father's love is so unrestrained?

Finally, Luo Anning compromised and asked the servant to bring a bowl and spoon again, feed his husband a few times, and feed his son a few more times. It was rare that neither of them competed for favor and got along well together.

"By the way, Xuewei called me just now and said that we would go to Thailand together for two days next weekend. What do you think?" Thailand is closer and more suitable for short-distance travel.

Young Master Rong raised his eyes and asked, "Do you want to go?"

Luo Anning took a sip of the porridge himself, "I don't care, but since it's rare that everyone has time to go out and have fun together, it's okay."

Mr. Rong curled his lips and smiled, "Then go."

"But your body..." She hesitated a little.

His illness came suddenly, with a high fever recurring, and his whole body is now much weaker.

Luo Anning saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

Rong Yan pinched her soft little hand and gave her speechless comfort: "Don't worry, your husband is not that weak, and this little disease won't ruin me."

Luo Anning held his hand, "Okay, you have to get better soon, let's go to Thailand together!"

"Hmm." The cool answered.

Xiao Shuai flew away his hand and hugged Mama's hand, "Muma, where are you going? Shuai Shuai is going too! Going!"

"Uh..." Luo Anning choked and took her son there. It was obviously a bit unsuitable.

When they looked at Rong Yan, the two of them had their eyes intersected, and they easily understood what the other person meant, and then they looked at each other and smiled.

The little Budian was ignored, and he was unhappy and bulged his mouth, nestled in Mama's arms, staring at him hostilely, as if he was afraid that he would steal him Mama.

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Finally, the weekend was coming. Wu Xuewei flew to S City on Friday night. Early on Saturday morning, Feng Churui was still asleep. She was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep.

I got up alone, ran to the kitchen to tinker with breakfast, and after I finished, I returned to the bedroom and lay beside the bed, "Uncle Feng, get up!"

Feng Churui opened her eyes and saw her lying on the edge of the bed with her chin on the back of her hand, looking so cute.
Chapter completed!