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Lu Yao made a phone call to his parents and went back with her flowers in her arms. The little girl blushed and slept hard and heartless.

"If I were a child, I could sleep so well." Lu Yao pinched the faces of many flowers, his eyes full of doting.

The little girl buttoned his wrists and opened her eyes with a cold light. "How dare you sneak on my girl?" she said

Lu Yao felt the pain in his wrist and said helplessly, "Lan Duoduo, I'm your brother."

After two seconds, seeing that it was her brother, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again. Her little hand was still holding the colorful necklace around her neck.

Lu Yao doesn't have to think about it. He knows it's a gift from ye Muna. After careful consideration, it seems that ye Muna's sister likes what he sends every year.

She has all these strange bargains in her cupboard now.

"Duoduo, do you like ye munna?" Lu Yao asked subconsciously.

"Ha ha." Blossoming smile.

Lu Yao went to pinch her nose. "Landuoduo, my brother asked you something. Do you like ye munna?"

Randolph smashed his mouth and hissed, "funny, we're brothers."

Lu Yao, "..."

The dance is over at last. Lu Chen and Mo Nuan walk towards Lu Nian. Lu Chen looks at his daughter leaning on the wooden face, and her eyes are cold. "Nian Nian, go home tonight."

"I see, Dad, I'm waiting for you." If she wanted to leave, she would have slipped away, not until now.

Lu Chen looks at Mu Rong, who quickly lowers his head and dare not look at him.

It's too embarrassing. Now he has a pair of eyes for his future father-in-law, and he feels his butt is burning.

It can be imagined how much strength Lu Chen used.

He never thought that this kind of man in the cloud would make such a move, completely refreshing his cognition, but he saw clearly, it was really his hand.

Lu Chen's face with a warm smile, "little wood, I really don't talk about it."

Murong shuddered, but at this time he could not pretend to be dead any more, so he said quickly, "uncle, I know that."

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows. "Be honest with me."

Lu nianyi didn't know what they were doing. "Dad, what are you talking about?"

"Children, don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Lu Chen said in a cold voice.

Lu nianyi, "..."

How could it have been such a big meeting? Dad's anger hasn't gone away.

Isn't Murong just kissing her? He's also a president. He stepped on his feet and kicked his ass.

Is it still breathing?

"All right, let's go."

"Uncle, aunt, walk slowly." Murong said with a smile.

Mo warm is nodding toward the wood face, the Mou son and on the face are all smiles that cannot cover up.

Wooden face is embarrassed to grab his head and get on the car with Cheng Qiao. Cheng Qiao always feels that his son's face is not right. The atmosphere between them is too greasy just now. Looking carefully, it seems to be a little red. "Son, are you blushing? Have you been reprimanded by your future father-in-law? "

Cheng Qiao didn't see what happened at the dance, so he could only guess for himself.

"No." It's such a disgraceful thing to be kicked. How could he say it.

"Really not? I think there's something wrong between you. "

"No."

Cheng Qiao pushed his way to Murong's side and hit him on the arm. "Son, don't! Although my mother has a bad relationship in her life, she has lived so many years longer than you. If you have something to do, you can tell me what's the best way to protect her."

My father-in-law has ordered that there should be no trouble. What can we do about it.

You can't do it before you do it.

The result of this is to disappoint his most respected elder. Obviously, he doesn't want to let that elder look at him differently.

"Leave my business alone."

Cheng Qiao's eyes flashed a touch of desolation. His son was so half grown up that his mother could not help it. When he was a child, he would tell her everything. Now he is more and more estranged from her.

Cheng Qiao stops talking, and woodface realizes that what he said just now hurt people.

I'm an adult, not a baby that hasn't been weaned. I know how to solve my problem. When I can't solve it, I'll tell you

Wen Yan, Cheng Qiao's eyes brightened, and he squeezed against the wooden face again. "Will you really tell me?"

"Well, I'll tell you."

"Well, first of all, tell me how far you and 11 have come?" Cheng Qiao's gossip.

11.

Wooden face thinks that she is a mother with a thick skin.

Two days ago, I still disliked other people. It took me a long time to cry out.

"Mom, what are you thinking when you are old? We have just confirmed the relationship. What can we develop into?"

Cheng Qiao curled his lips. "Can this age compare with ours? When will you have a granddaughter for me? I'm bored to stay at home. "

"Mom, it's not a matter of the times, it's a matter of character. I'm still young. What kind of children do I have?" The wooden face raised its voice.

As soon as his son's voice was loud, Cheng Qiao immediately shrunk his neck. "Well, mom doesn't ask. You and 11 come slowly. Ha ha, mom doesn't urge you. Anyway, I will bring it to you after you are born."

Murong gave her a look of whiteness. She is such a child. If there are children in the future, it's strange to bring them to her.

"Mom, what do you think about your future?"

"What future?"

"You are only in your early forties, and you don't want to find a man for the rest of your life."

Cheng Qiao's face was a little unnatural, and suddenly he was a little bit embarrassed. He thought that his behavior tonight had been misunderstood by his son, so he quickly explained: "son, don't think about it. I'm dancing with Lin you tonight. It's just a normal social interaction. I don't have any extra thoughts."

Cheng Qiao's performance, in the view of wooden face, is that there is no silver here.

"I didn't say Lin you."

"Well, I thought you misunderstood."

"Are you happy tonight? You answer me seriously. " Wooden face stares at Cheng Qiao.

Cheng Qiao only felt that his son's eyes were a little scary, and he couldn't escape. NAH Nah, he said, "son, what do you want to ask? Do you have any misunderstanding?"

"You don't talk to me, I just want to ask, are you happy tonight?"

Cheng Qiao nodded. "Happy."

"Just be happy."

"For so many years, even if I went to a banquet, I went as Mrs. mu. I never played or ate as I do today, and I'm really happy today." "Do you know what you've missed over the years?"