Chapter 189

"Are eyes like stars?" The dark eyes of the little star are crooked, a little playful.

Yuyu smiles and looks at the north and the south. The north and the South deliberately pinch the nose of the little star: "I'm so narcissistic. In fact, godmother thinks you're a meteor. It's a rare event in a hundred years."

Little star happy: "brother's name is from ancient poetry."

Little star knows too little Chinese. She can only write very simple words and her own name. She thinks about it and finds a piece of paper in her schoolbag.

After a careful look at the metaphor, I found an ancient poem written on the paper.

But this piece of paper should have been torn from an ancient poetry book.

She twisted her eyebrows and asked patiently, "little star, why do you want to tear the book?"

Little star blinked, wet eyes looking at the words, said in a small voice: "I did not tear, my brother tore."

"Brother? Why? " I can't think of the reason why Lu Shumu tore the book.

Little star was embarrassed to spit out his tongue: "because I said I couldn't write his name, and I couldn't remember that poem. My brother said he would give me the ancient poetry book, and then I said I can't find that night. "

She stopped. "Then my brother tore the page off and gave it to me. He said, so I won't miss it!"

The north and the South couldn't help laughing.

"Lu Shumu is a very interesting and courageous child. He said that he would tear a book if he tore it."

She also laughed at the little star: "look, you primary school scum, do you feel the pain of being despised by Xueba?"

Little star shook his head, North and South together in the past: "to Ganma see ancient poetry."

The little star spread the paper on his legs.

Looking at the place she pointed to, Nanbei slowly read out: "meteor Through the sparse wood, through the moon, through the clouds... " She frowned unconsciously as she read.

Little star: "there is a meteor in my brother's ancient poem. It's my name."

The pupil of the speech Mou Si shrinks next, she purses the lip Cape, also hang eyelid, stare at that a line of words.

She thought that maybe Lu Yan's name was just a random one. When he named Lu Shumu, he didn't think of Xiaoxing at all.

It's better.

Her lips are more straight. If Lu Yan intentionally put the names of the two children together in a poem, it would be disgusting.

Maybe for him, it's not disgusting, but it's like collecting stamps.

There are children and women. No matter which woman gave birth to them, they are all his children.

But for words The chest is like a backlog of heavy stones, some difficult to breathe.

Little child did not find anything wrong, but little star suddenly found: "my brother and I are surnamed Lu AI."

She said this. Her thick curly eyelashes moved. She pursed the corners of her lips. She hadn't thought of her father for a long time. Her father's surname was Lu I don't know if Uncle Lu knows her father

Soon arrived at the hotel.

This time, Xiaoxing is ready to jump out of the car by herself. In fact, the words just educate her, hoping that she can put her attitude right. But with such a high chassis, she is also afraid that Xiaoxing will fall down.

So she took the little star down.

Little star curiously asked: "Mom, why don't you let godmother hold me?"

For a moment, she didn't know how to answer. She looked north and south.

North and South feel nothing to hide, she took the little star's hand, touched his stomach, said with a smile: "because there is a baby in the stomach of godmother."

As soon as the little star's eyes are bright, he becomes more clever. However, the only bad thing is that no matter what the north and south do, the little star is a little worried. He is afraid that the north and South will bump into his stomach.

Britain.

Lu Shumu sat on his little bed, his eyes drooping slightly. At first glance, his face was so gloomy that it seemed that he could drip water.

Zhou Yun's words echoed in his ears.

He knew that grandma didn't like him, but grandma liked his father, so he speculated that grandma didn't like his own mother. He just tentatively asked if Yuyu was his mother. Unexpectedly, aunt Yan really was his mother.

But his heart was not very happy.

Because he had guessed from his father's attitude that the metaphor might be his mother. The call he made to his grandmother was just a test and confirmation.

But did not expect, confirmed, he is not happy, perhaps, at first too happy.

Grandma just said that metaphor is not a good mother. If she wants to find him now, she must have other purposes.

Grandma also said that it was Yuyu who didn't want him, because at that time, Yuyu and Dad had fallen out, and she didn't want to have another child for dad at all.

Lu Shumu doesn't remember very clearly what grandma said.

But these words were firmly in his mind.Zhou Yun doesn't like metaphors, so he only listens to half of most of the words. For example, she says that metaphors must have other purposes. Lu Shumu thinks that if Yanyu wants to find him, he won't believe that she has other purposes. Even if she does, he will forgive her. However, what really makes him sad is that Yanyu never wants to find him, just like grandma said, Yanyu doesn't want to find him because she hates her father, even if she gives birth later.

Lu Shumu thinks of Yu's tenderness to the little star again. She clearly likes children's

Lu lie's eyes closed and then opened again.

After Yanyu placed Xiaoxing and Nanbei in the hotel, she took a rest, took a shower, put on makeup, put on a suit skirt, and went to the hotel in the center of the city.

The person in charge of the Dutch shipping company called Yanyu and told her that they were in the restaurant on the second floor. Yanyu pulled the suitcase and went to the elevator.

The elevator is about to close. Take a deep breath. We have to wait for the elevator to come down.

Unexpectedly, the elevator door, which was about to close, suddenly reopened.

The man is standing upright, his whole body seems to be haunted by the same breath of ice, he is wearing a black suit, slightly drooping eyes, looking at the words, it shows the arrogant temperament of guiding the country.

The chill in the deep black eyes, at the moment of seeing the words, faintly dispersed.

His thin lips moved gently: "come in."

At the moment when Yanyu saw Lu Yan, her eyes were tiny. She frowned almost invisibly and felt that Lu Yan was really haunted. Lu Yan was followed by several staff members. All eyes fell on the figure of speech. Some people stepped back slightly to make room for the figure of speech.