Chapter 292

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Downstairs, getting up early, three old people eating breakfast --

Lu Qidong, song Qingwan and the old man all changed their faces when they heard the sad cry.

Song Qingwan and the old man stood up from the table in a hurry.

Lu Qidong subconsciously took a look at the cat's nest that had just been built in the living room yesterday -

in the soft cat's nest, a white cat with a palm size was curling up weakly, with its pink mouth slightly open and breathing gently. It was obviously still sleeping.

Seeing this, Lu Qidong breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good. It's OK. The cat's still there.

Or pear will come down, see the cat disappeared, she will cry more miserable.

After song Qingwan and the old man got up from the table, they wanted to go upstairs.

Just then.

A little girl in pink rabbit pajamas, but lovely and loving, covered her little farts. She didn't even wear shoes, so she ran out of the master bedroom on the third floor with her bare, white and tender feet.

It's like someone in the back is after her.

Run can fast, also cry can be miserable.

"Woo Hoo woo Help woo woo -- "

little Lori's long black hair, like a waterfall, hangs down on her shoulder. She looks a little messy, and she is a little confused between her eyebrows and eyes. She is obviously just waking up.

But the white, fat and tender face was full of tears, and his little nose was even more red.

She ran to the corridor and suddenly saw song Qingwan and them downstairs.

It's like seeing a savior.

Xiaoluoli covered her fart with one hand and pointed to Lu Junhan in the room, crying more loudly:

"Auntie, grandfather, great grandfather, help!! Dad hit me, he hit me, he hit me many times! They're going to die! Wuwuwu people, people are sleeping, and did not provoke him, he, he also hit me!!! He broke my ass! Pears have no buttocks, Wuwuwuwu... "

Three people downstairs:

After a while, Lu Junhan packed up and came down from upstairs.

His tailored suit, with his head slightly lowered, his slender white fingers resting on the wrist of his other hand, was slowly bucking his expensive watch.

The face is white and cold, the eyebrows are clear and hard, and the aura is an extra powerful deterrent.

His aunt sat on the breakfast table and cried.

But the little face snorted and the little voice threatened:

"Dad! Pear now has no fart. Stock! You, you can't beat people's house any more! Or auntie, they'll kill you! Beat you flat, it hurts you! Hum! Afraid

Song Qingwan:

This is really with the most ruthless tone, said the most Advisory words.

Lu Junhan glanced at her lightly.

The little girl was alert all over her body. Her black and white eyes were wide and her face was bulging. Like this, she could frighten her father to death.

The man's thin lips gently pulled and hissed. Without any more words, he opened his chair and sat down.

"why did the old man frown again? Did she sleep and wet the bed? "

"Granddad, don't talk nonsense! Pear can't wet the bed! Pears are great! People will boo themselves

The little girl stares round big black eyes, finish saying, but timidly looked at the expressionless father.

She was woken up this morning.

As soon as she woke up, her fart and thigh got hit again, and then she ran away. I really don't know whether she has wetted the bed

The old man also felt that it was not good to say this in front of the children, and to listen to the girl's affirmative tone, there should be no bed wetting.

He was just about to change the subject rigidly.

The next second, but suddenly saw the opposite girl, head low, black clear big eyes have not a moment, quietly looking at their pink crotch.

It's not enough to have a look at it. I didn't hold back and looked at it a few more times.

The old man said

Song Qingwan:

Lu Qidong:

Say good, pear just won't wet the bed, pear can be fierce?

Don't feel guilty if you have the ability!!

"No bed wetting."

Without waiting for the little girl to see clearly, Lu Junhan, holding a porcelain spoon over there, carelessly stirred the porridge in the bowl. His tone was light, and he couldn't hear much emotion:

"I just saw that she was sleeping so lovely, her buttocks were up and her hands were itching when she woke up. So she didn't resist and beat her a few times."

Song Qingwan:

The old man said

Lu Qidong:What an itchy hand.

Good one didn't hold back.

Are you sure you're not a pervert?!!

But in the little girl's ear, it is:

her father thinks that she is more lovely than he is, and his fart and share are also higher than his.

Dad was so jealous and jealous that he hit her.

The little girl's face was sad and plump.

Oh, she doesn't want to be so cute.

And her fart. Ah, that's all.

Although the little girl can't understand what Qiao means, it should also be lovely!

The little girl opened her big black and clear eyes and thought about it.

In order not to let dad continue to envy her, and then hit her.

She said to him seriously and seriously:

"Dad! You really don't have to be jealous of pears. In fact, your fart. Share is also very cute! More lovely than pear! Really

Song Qingwan:

The old man said

Lu Qidong:

Lu Junhan stopped stirring the bowl.

He lifted his eyelids, his eyes were dark and dark, and he laughed slightly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes:

"I am not only cute, but also my hands itch. Do you want to try it?"

The little girl blinked and blinked: "I..."

"Ah! Pear and pear!!! You've finished your breakfast, haven't you? "

Song Qingwan stood up fiercely.

Interrupted by her, the little girl shook her head and said, "not yet, I --"

Song Qingwan grabbed the girl with a confused face,

"after eating, go and wash your teeth. You haven't brushed your teeth just now. You're dirty. Now go and brush your teeth!"

“……” The little girl frowned: "but aunt, my porridge..."

Song Qingwan thought, don't talk about porridge. When you're still here, it's not sure whether you've been disposed of by your father.

I think so, but song Qingwan directly brought up the bowl, and then she went upstairs:

"OK, since you want to have porridge so much, your aunt will take it for you. Go and brush your teeth."

“……”

Seeing the little girl, she finally went upstairs.

Song Qingwan was relieved and looked at Lu Junhan with a little complaint, "pear is still small, and you don't understand anything. You can accommodate her."

Lu Junhan glanced at her faintly and said casually, "did you see the smaller tree outside?"

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