"What do you think?" Auguste looks at Gu Qingge. He wants to know what Gu Qingge thinks.
Looking at Lu Xingye, Gu Qingge was still in a happy mood: "Mr. Lu, you can attract fewer bees and butterflies for me."
"Isn't it that you and Han Zhimei tease together?" Lu Xingye retorted helplessly: "it's not me that should be worried about?"
He should be worried about his little wife's attraction, OK?
Look at those fans on the Internet, as well as those book fans, he feels that his rival team is still very large and terrible.
Auguste can't help but look at Gu Qingge meaningfully. Think about it. Gu Qingge is a popular artist and a best-selling writer. His fans are both male and female, and they are huge.
Well, I love Lu Xingye for two seconds!
After dinner, it seems that his parents want to chat with the uncle. Lu Yichen goes upstairs to take a bath.
"Are you sure your son is only four years old now?" Auguste always thought the boy was sensible.
"It's precocious. I know when I can be coquettish and when I should be good." Gu Qingge also has feelings about this. Sometimes he really feels that he is sensible and heartbreaking.
But sometimes I feel that he is clever and considerate.
Such a little cute, how could she not love, not hurt?
"Then you say, is it possible that this is your case?" Augustus said mysteriously.
"What do you think? Do you think such a thing is a matter of great probability? " Gu Qingge can't help but feel funny. It's really funny!
"That doesn't mean there can't be!" Auguste insisted on his own idea.
"When you are a child again, is your goal to be coquettish with your mother every day?" Lu Xingye made Auguste speechless with facts.
Indeed, if it is also reborn, it is impossible to know that it will be obedient.
"So, what does he really have that you don't know?" Auguste has fallen into his own vicious circle.
"Well, well, you're the smartest, or you'd better go and investigate, OK?" Gu Qingge knows about Auguste. After he thinks what's going on, people can't listen to him, so he's better to let him fool around.
Auguste really began to think seriously about Gu Qingge's proposal, and then nodded solemnly.
make complaints about the night of the night, "is he so idle?" Is he stupid or not intelligent? "
"Is there a difference between being stupid and having no IQ?" Gu Qingge can't help but feel funny, but sometimes, Xiao Ao's persistent things are really different, that is.
"It doesn't make any difference to him." Lu Xingye thought about it. It really doesn't make any difference. Forget it, as long as he doesn't pester his little wife, he wants to investigate his son. Let him go.
You can't kill all the fun of a lonely old man, can you!
If Auguste heard this description, he would certainly blow up his hair.
"I'm going back. I'll talk to them. You won't tell us anything. You are Estelle. Wait for them to spit on you. Hum." Auguste had to be proud before he left. He could do such a thing.
But isn't he the king of Europe? Is it really OK to be so naive?