Lu Yuchen glanced at the side of the small Lu Qi Lin one eye, tone indifferent said: "I like it, she is the woman I like, other people, I don't care."
Her son almost vomited Zhuo Ya Rong's blood.
But she had no choice but to point to Xinluo and say to youYou standing on the side.
"You you, this woman is deliberately imitating your mother. She has other purposes to approach your father. You can't be cheated by her like your father. Do you think you shouldn't let a woman with such ulterior motives enter the door
Seeing Lu Yuchen's cold but resolute attitude, Zhuo Ya Rong knew that her son's temperament was not easily shaken by others. She immediately appealed to Lu Qilin on the side.
However, she was so anxious that she completely ignored that you you had been holding Xinluo's hand.
Little Lu Qilin's character is more indifferent than his father.
Such attachment to a stranger has never happened in the past.
"No Little Youyou, finally speaking, still in that cold tone.
When Zhuo Ya Rong heard his answer, her face was suddenly happy.
But before he was happy, he heard youyou's faint voice: "grandma, I like aunt Xiaoluo very much. If Dad can't marry her, can I marry her when I grow up
He likes his mother best. He hopes to marry a soft, delicate and warm wife like his mother when he grows up.
Zhuo Ya Rong's face couldn't stop laughing and froze.
"You you You What are you talking about? "
"Grandma, I said I want to marry aunt Luo when I grow up. If you don't let dad marry her, can you leave it to me? "
"You --" Zhuo Yarong was upset by her grandson.
This is what with what, do not let Lu Yuchen marry Tang Xinluo, grandson will marry her!?
She never dreamed that one day, her indifferent grandson would say such a thing to her.
"You think too much. Lolo is mine - "the man tyrannically pulled the little woman into his arms, and then he took his son to the little woman's hand and clapped it down.
Huailuo raised her chin in the face of her relatives, but she didn't get a kiss.
Long and overbearing kiss, with no doubt exclusive meaning.
Xinluo couldn't push it away at all. His little hand leaned against the man's chest. After two meaningless "Hmmm" sounds, he kisses and swallows up all the struggle and resistance.
After a long time, Lu Yuchen just finished this kiss.
He lifted the little woman's slightly disordered hair behind his ears. He looked sideways and said to Zhuo Ya Rong, who was already stunned.
"She's my woman. If you hadn't said you wanted to see her, I wouldn't have any interest in her coming. Well, mom, don't challenge my patience any more. Either we'll stay for dinner and celebrate for you, or we'll go now. "
The tone of a man's voice is cool and thin without a trace of temperature.
Such words, uttered from a son's mouth, are really frightful.
Can Zhuo Ya Rong know, Lu Yuchen said all this is true, he is not threatening her.
From the moment he woke up four years ago, he was no longer her Yu Chen. It is impossible to expect him to think for her and worry about her mother's thoughts.
Strong self pressure under the heart of grief, Zhuo Yarong took a deep breath, the tone of trembling said: "OK, forget it We are all here today. We can't be a disappointment. Let's take her to the table. Yu Chen, mother to now just know, originally she is what you say Alice. Xinluo Hehe, what a wonderful girl. "
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