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Lu nianyi and Lu Chen talked for about half an hour. Murong wanted to talk to Lu Chen, but Lu nianyi hung up early in the morning.

Looking back, I saw a smile on Mulang's face and a sad look at himself. "Oh, it's not like being jealous."

"Eat, but there's no way. I don't think I can compare with my father. It's just natural that women like men like my father."

"At last did you realize it?"

"Not at all?"

"Ha ha." Lu nianyi just sneered.

"One by one, don't hang up so fast. Let me have more time to talk with my father and cultivate feelings. We still have a long time to get along with each other in the future. You have to make some space for us."

"My dad can't say anything to you."

"So, it needs you to reconcile in the middle. This is our father. I will be filial to him with you in the future."

Lu Niang raised his eyebrows and looked at him defensively. "Want to rob my father? You die this heart, my father can only be my father. "

Wood appearance:

How does he feel that in this matter, he will never be at the same level as Lu nianyi, the father slave.

Forget it. My wife will be happy. Nothing else matters.

"One, I have to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"Dad said he wanted to be grandpa earlier."

As soon as Lu Niang rolled his eyes, he now knows more and more how to borrow power and know that she listened to her father, so he always said, "so what?"

"How can we live up to the beautiful scenery on a good day?"

Lu nianyi threw his bath towel directly onto the wooden face, and was so angry that he put his hands directly on the slender waist pole. "If you dare to touch one of my hairs tonight, I want you to look good. I'm too tired today, so I must have a good rest and go to the island tomorrow."

"One by one."

Lu Niang grinds his fist and Huo Huo, "it doesn't work to pretend to be pitiful and cute."

"One by one."

"Hum."

"I know," Murong said with a deep sigh

"Come on, a little red wine will help you sleep. Have a good sleep." Lu nianyi hands Murong a glass of red wine.

"One by one."

"Wood, in your heart is it important for your father-in-law or me?"

Wooden face blinks, and then blinks, this kind of question is undoubtedly the kind that some women often ask: "who do you save when your mother and I fall into the water at the same time?"

Anyway, it's just a pit. I can't get any benefits from answering.

"Why do you want to ask? You two can't put it together for comparison."

"Why not? I think you listen to dad more now than I do. You can listen to what Dad says. You can hear my words in your left ear and out your right ear. I think your heart has turned to Dad's side."

"No, how could it be? You are both important."

"Then why don't you listen to what I say."

"Listen, I don't listen. How about sleeping on the sofa tonight?" Murong wails in her heart. There are so many ways for her wife.

"Did I let you sleep on the sofa? It's like how much I treat you. "

"No, I can't. My family is the most considerate."

"You like the word grievance on your face."

Murong took a sniff. "That other people are a little aggrieved."

Lu Nian took a mouthful of milk and sprayed it on his face. "Wood, you don't want to disgust me. Where did you learn these cute and coquettish tricks? I will not let that man go."

"I learned from little cherry."

"Nonsense, don't hat little cherry."

"Don't you think cherries are cute? Every time I hear her call Zimo babi, my heart is soft."

"Are we talking about a problem?"

"Yes, I want a daughter like little cherry, so I learned like her."

"You've got to deal with you."

"Not at all?" The wood looks at Lu nianyi.

Lu Niang smiled like a horrible little witch, and kneaded his face. "But, your wife, I've made up my mind. Good night. You'd better sleep on the sofa. "

Lu Niang stepped on a small step back to the room, then lost a quilt on the sofa, closed the door and locked it.

Murong sighed a few times deeply, and then dived into the swimming pool to swim in.

Lu nianyi picked up her mobile phone and played a game, but she didn't hear the voice of Murong returning to the living room for a long time. Murong and she gradually got used to this way of getting along, but in fact, Murong was the one who couldn't stand Murong's grievance. Murong's growing up in a more miserable environment than her, and she was always trying to be good to him.

She quietly opened the door crack, a big hand pulled her into her arms, face a cool, she beat him a few times, "how to swim so long?"

"Fire."

Lu nianyi:

Where is this wood that she knew at the beginning? It's a slick old stick.

Sure enough, the Dao of time can carve people into different shapes.

"Old grease."

"Can you not be old? This is to marry you as a wife to delay, are you a good person in charge

Lu Nian yawned. "I'm not poor with you. I'm tired. I'm going to bed."

"How did you get in?" Lu Nian asked

"I come in to sleep. Don't worry. I also want to have a good rest. I'll dance with you today, and my old bones will almost go away."

"You are too stupid."

"That's not a man jumping, ma'am."

"I'm still stupid. My little old man is good at everything." Lu Niang turned his mouth.

Murong said, "you can teach me after the big deal. I will study hard."

He didn't dare to say anything more about his aunt. Lu nianyi was not only a father slave, but also a brother slave. He loved Lu Zimo as much as anyone.

"I'll teach you later," said Lu nianyi vaguely

"One by one, you will always be my only one. Go to sleep." Murong patted Lu nianyi on the back.

"I will try my best to be like my father, and I will not let myself be the next one to you forever."

Lu Nian didn't know whether he was sleeping or not, but Murong vaguely heard her saying "fool".

He is satisfied with a hook in the corner of his mouth.

Never know what love is, but the girl in his arms, let him have a good experience.

Not only redeemed him, but also warmed him and his family.

If it wasn't for her, he would not resolutely pull his mother out of the whirlpool, nor see the long lost smile on her face, or have a lovely brother and a complete family again.

Now their family is living such a happy life, and he has come into contact with so many excellent elders and young people, all of which are her credit.

If I had not met her, I would not have achieved him now.