"Isn't he Lu Jinshen's son?" Tong Qiao uses words to block her. She does not expect that she will admit that Lu Ziqian is not Lu Jinshen's child.
Sure enough!
Sheng Yufei's face changed without refutation.
Tong Qiaoshou waved to the side of the road. "Excuse me, don't get in the way."
Sheng Yufei feels that there is a fire burning in her chest, and her anger is going to smoke. However, aunt Lin is there, and she is not easy to have a fit. She can't even say a word of venting. She can only bear it, and she is unwilling to retreat to the side.
Tong Qiao returns to the car and drives away. After about 40 minutes, she goes to a beautiful park in the capital. Today, she plans to have a picnic.
Lay a carpet on the ground, place aunt Lin to sit down, and then pull Lu Ziqian together to take out the barbecue rack and ingredients from the car.
Things stand up, Tong Qiao begins to bake things and asks Lu Ziqian, who is obviously unhappy beside him, "not happy?"
Lu Ziqian shakes his head, sips his little mouth and stands beside him to watch the child raise his head and bake.
Tong Qiao took out a hand and touched Lu Ziqian's wave head. "If you want to be a mother, I can send you to her at any time."
Lu Ziqian lowered his head and didn't speak. After a long silence, he looked up at Tong Qiao. "I like being with my sister."
Tong Qiao laughed and joked, "don't you like being with me?"
Lu Ziqian didn't reply, but dropped his head again and said to himself, "I like it, I like it very much.".
"You are a little heartless thing. It hurts you for nothing." Tong Qiao bumps Lu Ziqian's small body with his elbow. "Don't stand silly, I won't bake it for you."
"Ah?" Lu Ziqian looks at Tong Qiao's golden wings and swallows.
"I want to bake myself."
Lu Ziqian drooped his little face, "but I can't."
"How do you know if you haven't tried? Do it, I'll teach you. "
"Good." Lu Ziqian's face showed a pure smile. He rolled up his sleeves like a child, and began to bake his favorite chicken leg.
Tong Qiao picked him up from time to time, "brush oil Turn over It's almost ripe. Keep flipping Sprinkle cumin powder Lu Ziqian, you are stupid Look at me, like this... "
Lu Ziqian was worried and excited, and a layer of fine sweat was seeping from his small head. However, he studied very carefully, and he looked at Tongqiao's heart soft with his mouth closed.
Lu Ziqian breathed out a breath and finally baked one. Although he didn't look very good, he looked delicious. He added a little lip and sent the chicken leg to his mouth. Next second
The chicken leg was snatched away by a tiny hand.
Tong Qiao said nothing and took a bite of the chicken leg. Then he said, "it's burnt, it's too bad to eat."
Lu Ziqian looks at the chicken legs that he has not baked easily. His eyebrows are screwed together. However, he doesn't give them back to someone who dislikes them. He tries to deliver them to his mouth. Seeing that the meat of the chicken legs is getting less and less, Lu Ziqian is greedy and swallows, "give me a bite."
"You want it?"
Lu Ziqian nodded, "well."
"Here you are." Tongqiao hands the half eaten chicken leg to Lu Ziqian. When he reaches for it, he takes it away again. "If you want to grab it, you will get it."
Lu Ziqian's round eyes are reluctant to look at the drumsticks in Tongqiao's hands for a while, and then quietly withdraw his eyes, "you like it, I'll bake another one."
Tong Qiao, "..." Eat and eat, I don't believe it, and can't inspire your nature?
The second chicken leg baked by Lu Ziqian was snatched by Tong Qiao again. He bit his teeth and complained in his voice, "why did you rob me again?"
Tong Qiao bit the chicken leg he had snatched. He looked like a bully? I'm happy to rob you. Do you have a problem? "
Lu Ziqian grumbled displeased, "you bully children."
"I will bully you. If you can bite me, bite me." The boy bit the chicken leg and provoked Lu Ziqian.
Lu Ziqian looks at Tong Qiao with his little cheek band, and Tong Qiao's heart is broken with joy. He is going to show his original shape when he has his cheek band up and his cheek band up.
We need to add another fire.
Tong Qiao's eyes turned. When his eyes fell on the black and unburned charcoal, a sly light flashed through his eyes. He touched a handful of charcoal and wiped it on Lu Ziqian's face when he didn't notice.
The little boy's tender white face turned black at once.
Tong Qiao held the drumstick and laughed a little straightly. "Ha ha ha ha, little Baogong, I'm so ugly."
The angry little universe in Lu Ziqian's heart can't bear it any longer. It's too much. He robbed his drumsticks and wiped his ashes. The tiger doesn't fight. Do he really think he's a sick cat?
Lu Ziqian pounced on the chicken leg in Tongqiao's hand and said, "give it back to me."
It's a child. I can't help it.
Tong qiaole opens the flower, dodges Lu Ziqian while wiping the charcoal ash on his hand on his nose. "It's yours."
Lu Ziqian touched the tip of his nose with his little hand. The palm of his hand was black immediately. He raised his little hand and threw it on Tong Qiao. "Give me the chicken leg, and I will make you a black faced Baogong."Aunt Lin sat on the carpet, holding ANN in one hand and ringing the bell in the other hand. Her eyes fell on the one big and one small person who was making trouble nearby. Her face was full of happy laughter.
Lu Ziqian's coming back this time is obviously quiet. Aunt Lin is worried in her eyes. At last, she recovers her vitality. There is still a way for Qiaoer. The child should look like this. It's so painful to be quiet and lifeless all day long.
After the fight, Tong Qiao takes Lu Ziqian to the bathroom for cleaning.
Lu Ziqian seems to think that his behavior just now is not right. He looks at Tong Qiao with little eyes and looks like he is guilty of being a thief.
Tong Qiao feels Lu Ziqian's line of sight as if he didn't see it. First, he cleans his face and hands, then stoops to wash his face in front of the tap. After washing, he squints and reaches out, "little devil, towel."
Lu Ziqian's black grape like eyes swept around and found that Tong Qiao had only brought a towel. Now it's in his hand. He just wiped it and hesitated for two seconds. "Wait a minute, I'll get it."
Tong Qiao pulls the towel in Lu Ziqian's hand and wipes his face at will. When he wipes his hand, he looks sideways at Lu Ziqian. "Fart is bigger, what do you pay attention to?"
"Mom said she couldn't talk to you..." Lu Ziqian realized that he had said something wrong and quickly covered his mouth with his small hand.
"What can't you do with me?"
Lu Ziqian covers his mouth and shakes his head.
Tong Qiaohun, hands on his knees, close to Lu Ziqian, and his eyes level with him, "can't be too close to me, right?"
Lu Ziqian put down his small hand and blinked.
Tong Qiao sees Lu Ziqian's reaction and knows she guesses right. Teng gets up and strides out.
Lu Ziqian thought that Tong Qiao was angry with him, so he hurriedly chased him out. "Aunt Tong, wait for me."
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