Chapter 1021

Lu Hanting stands tall and upright at the door of the room. His white shirt is pulled out of his trousers, and he retreats from the normal high cold. He wants to be a bit more uninhibited and evil. The bright crystal light is plated on the man's body. He is outstanding and handsome. He is in a mess.

For a 32 year old man, these three years have precipitated all the sharp attacks on him. His status and wealth have added up his unspeakable charm. Now Lu Hanting has satisfied all the fantasies of women to men.

In the past three years, many women have flocked to him.

The young maids were all blushing quietly, and they felt that the posture of the male master kicking the door was so explosive that people were afraid and bumped.

Boom, a, Lu Hanting second kick up, the door opened.

He pulled out his long legs and went in. The little milk bag was lying on the bed. The little ball was covered in the quilt, and he couldn't even see his head.

"Lu Chen Yi, your skin itches, isn't it?"

Lu's knees were against the bedside, and he lifted the quilt with a brush. His slender big palm was holding the back collar of the small milk bag, and he lifted him up directly.

All his patience has been exhausted. He has been taking this son for three years, both inside and outside.

But the last time I saw Xia Xiwan in the emperor's club, her soft face was more fresh and tender than rose petals, and she went out to show off. She was as happy as she wanted to be.

In fact, he thought about the old lady on her body. She was so fierce and fierce at that time, but now she seems to be completely better.

However, in the past three years, she returned to the ancient land of Lanlou and her mother, Lin Shuiyao. She should have been saved by Lin Shuiyao.

Lu Hanting throws Lu Chenyi rudely on the bed, and pats his little butt with his broad palm.

At this time, the painting in Lu Chenyi's hand fell to the sheet.

The big palm that wants to fight down suddenly froze in the mid air. Lu Hanting's deep narrow eyes fell on the drawing paper, which was a stagnation, "what is this?"

When Lu Chenyi got home, he locked himself into the room and didn't let anyone disturb him. It turned out that he was painting in the quilt.

Lu Hanting looked at the painting paper. It was all his back. A beautiful woman with long hair and slender figure was walking in the sun with a little bit of warmth.

People with clear eyes can see that Lu Chenyi is the little one, and this woman is the mummy that Lu Chenyi imagined.

But this Mommy is like Xia Xiwan!

It's just like Xia Xiwan!

Lu Han Ting quickly frowned, "Lu Chen Yi, what did you draw?"

Lu Chenyi quickly raises his big black grape eyes and looks at his father. He knows that his father doesn't like any topic about mummy. Every time whoever mentions mummy, his father will lose control and lose his temper.

Lu Chenyi picked up the painting and hid it under the pillow.

Looking at his son's careful action, Lu Hanting's heart suddenly hurts. He still remembers the first time he was angry when his grandmother mentioned Xia Xiwan in Xiyuan. At that time, his Yiyi was only ten months later. Yiyi was so scared that he hid in the corner of the room. When he looked for it, Yiyi was cold and his whole body was shaking.

In the past two years, Yiyi has become bigger and bigger, but Lu Hanting has searched all over his memory and can't find out that when Yiyi asked his mother, Yiyi never mentioned her mother in front of him.