Chapter 510

Song Qingwan didn't know why the little girl's luck could be given to others or how to give it to others.

But one thing, she is clear, this matter must not let other people know, otherwise pear pear will be very dangerous.

After all, this is different from children with high intelligence quotient. Children with high intelligence quotient are not uncommon in today's world. In a thousand families, almost one will come out. If it is not, there will always be one in ten thousand families.

It's no surprise that there are more such children.

These children can be widely reported in newspapers and praised, envied and praised by the people's Congress. Even the state will come forward to give these smart little flowers of the motherland the best resources and good education.

But pear pear pear is different, she is the only one in the world because of her special talent.

If this bad luck is spread out and let some criminals with evil intentions know, can't we try our best to catch pears?

It's good to let pear go to buy lottery tickets every day. I'm afraid it's to let pear and pear do some other bad things that harm the society. Or, some experts find that the girl's luck is very high, so she specially asks the girl to dismantle the bomb and ask her what kind of bomb line she chooses

Either way, it's going to be tricky.

They only hope that the little girl is safe and happy, and they don't want her to be in danger at any time. Moreover, this adverse luck is a gift given to the little girl to protect her life, which should not be used by others.

Fortunately, the servants in the living room were absent, and those present were trustworthy people.

Song Qingwan was curious about what the little girl's ability was before. After knowing that she was very lucky, she was very happy for her. But now that she thinks about it, she really needs to ask.

If pears are outside, they show their flaws by accident and are caught for research. As her family members, they still don't know anything, it will be very troublesome.

Rather than this, it is better to have the initiative in hand. They should have a thorough understanding of the girl's ability. If someone later finds out the girl's abnormality, they can also find a way to deal with it in advance.

Afraid that the little girl would feel embarrassed, song Qingwan stopped, pointed to Lu Junhan, and added: "otherwise, it's OK to give it to your father."

Lu Qidong obviously thought of going with song Qingwan and nodded repeatedly.

In the eyes of song Qingwan and others, giving luck such a fantastic thing is equivalent to inviting a master to expel ghosts. They guess that it is likely to require some complicated ceremony.

For example, it's not easy to swing a bell, jump up and down to cast a spell, or say a spell to give you luck.

Before, it was because she and Lu Qidong were in imminent danger. In case of emergency, pear would give them luck.

It can be seen that this luck must be very precious. Only when their lives are in danger will pears be taken out.

But now, they are all well-off, but the little girl to give them luck, how to look, are a bit wasteful.

But in order to test their conjecture, this waste is necessary.

However, she and Lu Qidong both got the luck given by the little girl.

But Lu Junhan this father, the little girl has not given him once, how to see all a little pathetic.

Song Qingwan and Lu Qidong inevitably cast sympathy and pity on Lu Junhan over there. However, in their sympathy, there are obvious ostentation and complacency. After all, pear and pear only give them luck!

In this way, the little girl usually sticks to her father and only loves to kiss her father. It's nothing!

Song Qingwan and Lu Qidong say they are not jealous at all.

Lu Junhan sat on the sofa and ignored both of them. He didn't even lift his eyelids. His slender white fingers casually played with his mobile phone. His fingers rubbed on the fuselage, his cool eyebrows dropped slightly, and his eyes closed up, as if in meditation.

He remembered that before that little thing, almost every day, he said he would give him his good fortune, but he didn't want it, but she still wanted to give it. The consequence to him was

The little girl blinked her eyes, and then ran to her father's side. As usual, she stood on tiptoe and gave him a crisp "bar chirp" on his face.

Lu Junhan thought of things in his mind, caught off guard and was covered with saliva.

The fragrance of melon seeds, mixed with the unique sweet and greasy milk fragrance of the little girl, smells like cream melon seeds, sweet and nourishing, as if it can be sweet to people's hearts.

Lu Junhan himself has a habit of cleanliness. What's more, the saliva on his face is still pasted by a little girl. He can't bear it.

At the beginning, Lu Junhan was stolen, and he would calm down and throw the little girl away. But later, as time went on, he got used to it.

The main thing is, I can't help it. I have to kiss my father every day.

Even if Lu Junhan is prepared, she will step back a few steps in advance when she kisses her.

But the results are the same.It's like a small bag that can't get rid of in the hospital.

Every day, rain or shine, it will appear.

And the little girl every kiss run, fast like a fish, can not catch.

But after that, the little girl was fascinated by the cartoon and relaxed her vigilance. When Lu Junhan caught the opportunity, she would give her a fart.

The little girl cried bitterly.

But the next day, or kiss dad, or kiss two!

Hum, who let dad spank her twice yesterday!

As a result, father and daughter love each other and kill each other every day, which has become a habit. Song Qingwan and Lu Qidong have long been familiar with each other.

For so many days, they can see that Lu Junhan is annoyed by pears. When he is cold, he looks terrible and frightening, but his attack is still heavy. At least he won't kill pear and pear, so they are not so nervous.

This time, too.

Xiaoluoli finished kissing with her mouth. Seeing her father's expression as before, she suddenly sank, and her whole body was full of gloomy terror. She was not cold, nor stupid, nor did she stay. Her small body quickly ran to song Qingwan's back.

Lu Junhan took off the Cufflinks of his shirt cuffs, rolled up the sleeves on both sides to reveal his strong small arms. Then, with a cold face, he got up from the sofa. His tall and tall body was very oppressive and full of strong deterrence.

His dark and deep eyes narrowed dangerously, staring at the little man, with a cold voice, "what to hide? Give me your mother!"

From behind song Qingwan, the little girl poked out a small black head and pouted her lips in defiance:

"no! People are not so stupid! If you do, I will! You'll beat them to death

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