The room was quiet. Shen Qinghuan obviously felt that Lu Ziheng didn't want to talk to him about Lu Zhenting. He was in the hospital last time.

Don't persuade others to be good when you don't know others' pain.

"I went to cook." Lu Ziheng turned around and clenched the bag with ingredients in his hand.

"No." Shen Qinghuan responded coldly, "I'm not hungry."

Lu Ziheng shook his body slightly. He knew what the little girl was angry about.

Lu Ziheng didn't speak. He just picked up the bag and went into the kitchen and quickly made two dishes and one soup.

When he walked out of the kitchen with the fragrant dishes and chopsticks, Shen Qinghuan immediately stopped looking, for fear that he would stare at Lu Ziheng's handsome face again, and the spirit would dissipate immediately.

Lu Ziheng bent his lips and sat at the table, deliberately hitting the plate with a spoon.

Shen Qinghuan had insisted that she was not hungry, but her stomach made an embarrassing noise at this time.

Shen Qinghuan quickly got up from the sofa, grabbed his schoolbag and wanted to escape the club.

"Where are you going?" Lu Ziheng stuck the porcelain white spoon at the bottom of the bowl and curled up his slender fingers imperceptibly, "come and eat!"

"Just eat." Shen Qinghuan has never seen Lu Ziheng like this. In the final analysis, a little girl lives in her heart. She is so wronged, "Why are you talking to me so loudly!"

"I admit that my attitude is wrong. I review that I shouldn't speak to you in such a loud voice." Lu Ziheng looked at the tears that were about to fall off in the girl's pupils and finally opened his mouth painfully: "but if you want to punish me, you can't go hungry. Come and have dinner, will you? "

"Will you be cruel to me next time?"

"Not fierce, not fierce." As Lu Ziheng said, he filled half a bowl of laver soup with a spoon and handed it to the little girl's lips. "If my brother hurts you again, xiaoqinghuan will bite back, okay?"

Shen Qinghuan's delicate little face reddened faintly.

Perhaps this was the best time for her to say what she thought. Lu Ziheng's good atmosphere was blocked. He knew that there was not only a gap between them, but also a knot he couldn't untie.

All along, he firmly believed that Lu Zhenting was the kind of existence that betrayed the family. Even if Lu Ziming told him that Lu Zhenting had been single for so many years, he didn't think deeply.

Mr. Lu also said some time ago that Murong Dan had been punished for teaching abetting killing people. The Lu family's gold medal lawyer was enough to let her "live a good life" in it.

When Lu Ziheng knew the news, he would only feel Lu Zhenting's ruthlessness. He was confused by his lover and wanted to break up with Ye Lanzhi. Now he is also the one who personally sent his lover to prison in order to compound with Ye Lanzhi.

Shen Qinghuan gently pushed away the spoon handed by Lu Ziheng and sighed: "ah Heng. We still have a long way to go, and my parents are the people who gave birth to me. They can't avoid it. "

Lu Ziheng put the dishes and chopsticks back on the table, but his free hand fell on the top of her hair. Shen Qinghuan couldn't see what was thinking in his heart, "how about eating first?"

Shen Qinghuan was slightly stunned and immediately realized that this was Lu Ziheng's usual routine. It seemed that there was a fishbone stuck in her throat. She didn't know what to say.

"After dinner, I'll tell you all about the past." Lu Ziheng's eyes were gloomy and said to himself, "I'll tell you what you want to know."

"Shen Qinghuan.

One day, I will learn to sing you all the songs you like. "

Again.

Almost similar to his previous life, he gave Shen Qinghuan infinite weight and pressed his chest out of breath.

The meal was doomed to be bad.

Lu Ziheng was not reluctant. As long as Shen Qinghuan ate it into his stomach, he didn't worry that his little girl would be hungry again.

When Shen Qinghuan was just washing dishes and chopsticks, he took the initiative to wash them. Shen Qinghuan stood behind and waited for him to complete the agreement.

Lu Ziheng put the cleaned dishes and chopsticks into the cabinet and emptied the water on his empty hand. He quietly held Shen Qinghuan's soft hand: "what part does Xiao Qinghuan want to start listening to?"

"Why do you hate your father so much?"

After Shen Qinghuan asked, she secretly blamed herself for being too direct. She even felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Lu Ziheng's eyes.

Lu Ziheng didn't Miss Shen Qinghuan's expression. He originally thought that the old things in the past after rebirth should be numb when asked, but his heart was still painful and uncomfortable.

"Xiaoqinghuan." After telling Shen Qinghuan about Lu Zhenting and Murong Dan, Lu Ziheng held Shen Qinghuan's hand tightly: "when I was a child, I always thought, will people's heart change after they have money and power?"

"I don't know how to answer you."

Lu Zhenting's feelings have many similarities with Shen Haotian, but the two people have walked out of a different road, which is enough to prove that people are different in dealing with events.

Shen Qinghuan took Lu Ziheng's other hand: "although I don't know how to answer your question. But I believe uncle Lu, who loves aunt ye so much, and Ms. Murong must say he has to. "

"At first, I was willing to believe him." Lu Ziheng pursed his lips and his hoarse throat: "but the appearance of that girl made me willing to accept this cruel reality."

Lu Ziheng's home also has a test list brought by Murong Dan, which shows that Lu Zhenting and the girl are biological father daughter relationships.

"Could it be..." a strange idea came out of Shen Qinghuan's mind. They grew up in the best age. According to science and technology, although it is against morality, they can also achieve Murong Dan's plan.

Shen Qinghuan thought about it for a while and thought that it was his guess after all. Don't say it before there is no definite evidence.

Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan's voice was very light. Lu Ziheng indulged in sadness and didn't hear what she was talking about.

At the moment, Shen Qinghuan's nose suddenly feels sour. What makes her sad is that her boy carried so much in the past that he should not bear at this age; What pleased her was that he could share all this bad with her and was no longer alone.

Lu Ziheng suddenly felt cool on his cheek. The little girl Dragonfly kissed herself with her red lips, and then said in a soft waxy voice, "my boy, Merry Christmas ~"

It's past midnight.

Lu Ziheng didn't know he was such a talker. Every time he talked with xiaoqinghuan, they could talk very late, whether it was a happy topic or an unhappy topic.

Maybe this life can meet such a person, willing to accompany you from late at night to dawn, that person is the most important existence in this life.

"Merry Christmas. My little Qinghuan. " Lu Ziheng suddenly pulls Shen Qinghuan into his arms. After telling the secret, he actually feels an unprecedented ease. He seems to no longer have to suppress those things that outsiders look shameless. Even now Shen Qinghuan can't give himself any solution, he is also grateful to her.

Xiaoqinghuan.

Thank you for being willing to go on with such a bad me.

Thank you for not choosing to leave after seeing my wound.

It is impossible for Shen Qinghuan to hear Lu Ziheng's words from the bottom of his heart.

They still have classes tomorrow and can't continue to talk too much. Shen Qinghuan is pushed by Lu Ziheng into another room to have a rest.

While he was sitting on the sofa, he remembered that Shen Qinghuan said that marriage would be a matter of two families in the future. He couldn't help falling into thinking again.

The next morning.

Shen Qinghuan heard Lu Ziheng calling himself outside. After struggling for a long time, he got up honestly.

This time, she no longer felt the benefits of not studying at night on Christmas Eve.

If you study at night, at least you can get up on time.

Shen Qinghuan got up a little angry. She kicked the quilt away angrily, and then put on her clothes before allowing the people outside the door to come in.

When Lu Ziheng came in, he saw that Shen Qinghuan had woken up and asked her what she wanted for breakfast.

Shen Qinghuan slept late last night and woke up earlier this morning. He shook his head and said casually.

Lu Ziheng knew that the little girl was angry to get up and didn't ask much, so he turned to the kitchen to cook millet porridge.

After Shen Qinghuan finished washing, people also woke up a lot. Lu Ziheng thought that she hadn't had a good meal since last night. She couldn't eat too greasy in the morning, so she gave Shen Qinghuan the millet porridge she had just cooked.

"There's still more than an hour to read in the morning. No hurry. "

Hearing Lu Ziheng say this, Shen Qinghuan feels that her happiness is gone again. You know, she can choose not to eat and hope she can sleep for a few more hours.

As if he knew what she was thinking, Lu Ziheng bent his thin lips, "you can sleep again when you get on the bus."

How can you go to bed early when you are awakened.

Shen Qing had a dull breakfast.

Lu Ziming's club is not far from a middle school. They don't have to compete with office workers for the so-called subway. If it wasn't too late last night, Shen Qinghuan would have taken a bath.

Hey.

Thinking of this, Shen Qinghuan sniffed himself hard. Shouldn't he have smelled?

Shen Qinghuan was completely afraid that Lu Ziheng smelled that he had smelled.

And such tension forced her to grab her schoolbag hurriedly after Lu Ziheng cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks: "I think we'd better go back to school as soon as possible?"

Lu Ziheng didn't know what Shen Qinghuan thought. He did everything the little girl said.

On the bus in the early morning, there are basically all the uncles and aunts.

"Xiaoqinghuan." After telling Shen Qinghuan about Lu Zhenting and Murong Dan, Lu Ziheng held Shen Qinghuan's hand tightly: "when I was a child, I always thought, will people's heart change after they have money and power?"

"I don't know how to answer you."

Lu Zhenting's feelings have many similarities with Shen Haotian, but the two people have walked out of a different road, which is enough to prove that people are different in dealing with events.

Shen Qinghuan took Lu Ziheng's other hand: "although I don't know how to answer your question. But I believe uncle Lu, who loves aunt ye so much, and Ms. Murong must say he has to. "

"At first, I was willing to believe him." Lu Ziheng pursed his lips and his hoarse throat: "but the appearance of that girl made me willing to accept this cruel reality."

Lu Ziheng's home also has a test list brought by Murong Dan, which shows that Lu Zhenting and the girl are biological father daughter relationships.

"Could it be..." a strange idea came out of Shen Qinghuan's mind. They grew up in the best age. According to science and technology, although it is against morality, they can also achieve Murong Dan's plan.

Shen Qinghuan thought about it for a while and thought that it was his guess after all. Don't say it before there is no definite evidence.

Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan's voice was very light. Lu Ziheng indulged in sadness and didn't hear what she was talking about.

At the moment, Shen Qinghuan's nose suddenly feels sour. What makes her sad is that her boy carried so much in the past that he should not bear at this age; What pleased her was that he could share all this bad with her and was no longer alone.

Lu Ziheng suddenly felt cool on his cheek. The little girl Dragonfly kissed herself with her red lips, and then said in a soft waxy voice, "my boy, Merry Christmas ~"

It's past midnight.

Lu Ziheng didn't know he was such a talker. Every time he talked with xiaoqinghuan, they could talk very late, whether it was a happy topic or an unhappy topic.

Maybe this life can meet such a person, willing to accompany you from late at night to dawn, that person is the most important existence in this life.

"Merry Christmas. My little Qinghuan. " Lu Ziheng suddenly pulls Shen Qinghuan into his arms. After telling the secret, he actually feels an unprecedented ease. He seems to no longer have to suppress those things that outsiders look shameless. Even now Shen Qinghuan can't give himself any solution, he is also grateful to her.

Xiaoqinghuan.

Thank you for being willing to go on with such a bad me.

Thank you for not choosing to leave after seeing my wound.

It is impossible for Shen Qinghuan to hear Lu Ziheng's words from the bottom of his heart.

They still have classes tomorrow and can't continue to talk too much. Shen Qinghuan is pushed by Lu Ziheng into another room to have a rest.

While he was sitting on the sofa, he remembered that Shen Qinghuan said that marriage would be a matter of two families in the future. He couldn't help falling into thinking again.

The next morning.

Shen Qinghuan heard Lu Ziheng calling himself outside. After struggling for a long time, he got up honestly.

This time, she no longer felt the benefits of not studying at night on Christmas Eve.

If you study at night, at least you can get up on time.

Shen Qinghuan got up a little angry. She kicked the quilt away angrily, and then put on her clothes before allowing the people outside the door to come in.

When Lu Ziheng came in, he saw that Shen Qinghuan had woken up and asked her what she wanted for breakfast.

If you study at night, at least you can get up on time.

Shen Qinghuan got up a little angry. She kicked the quilt away angrily, and then put on her clothes before allowing the people outside the door to come in.

When Lu Ziheng came in, he saw that Shen Qinghuan had woken up and asked her what she wanted for breakfast.