The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 2127 Vomiting blood
"Now!"

Lu Zhenzhen slapped away Nan Jiaojiao's hand that was reaching out to grab the grapes, "You're so powerful that you don't tell me anything."

Nan Jiaojiao was confused, and then she started to feel wronged, "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Why are you hitting me?"

Lu Zhenzhen rolled her eyes and stuffed the whole plate of fruit at her. "Here, here, stop yelling. If my mom hears, she'll think I'm bullying you again!"

Nan Jiaojiao raised her lips provocatively but didn't dare to show off. Lu Zhenzhen pulled her to sit down and she handed him the remote control. After a few words, they made up and put their heads together to choose the movie they wanted to watch.

An hour before dinner, Lu's father and Gao Zhe came back together. Lu Zhenzhen heard the noise outside and ran out to meet them. When she came out, she held Gao Zhe's hand, making it difficult for him to hold all the gifts in one hand.

Mother Lu came out with the soup and got angry as soon as she saw it. "Every time you come home, you take things. How many times have I told you not to do that?"

Gao Zhe put the gift on the cabinet. "It's a gift from our partner. We've studied the ingredients. It's just some nutritional supplement for your body. You and dad can enjoy it for fun."

Mother Lu looked unhappy, helpless and distressed, "Old Lu and I don't need so much. We can't even finish eating all the things you send us every year. I have to clear out a lot of them every once in a while to give them away!"

Gao Zhe said, "If you can't finish it, you can give it away. You can pick up the good ones to eat."

Knowing that there was no way to persuade him, Mother Lu had no idea what to do with him. She blamed him a few times but still asked the servants to put away the nutritional supplements.

Nan Jiaojiao lay on the back of the sofa, her arms under her chin, and smiled with narrowed eyes, "Brother Zhe."

Gao Zhe rubbed the top of her head and said, "Here it comes."

"I was picked up by the eldest lady after get off work."

Gao Zhe chuckled, "Where's Mr. Bo?"

"He has an appointment tonight and will pick me up later." "Okay."

Gao Zhe responded, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and then helped serve the dishes.

The dinner was harmonious and harmonious. Although Nan Jiaojiao was a stranger, she did not feel uncomfortable. She originally wanted to find a seat at the side, but Lu Zhenzhen pulled her between her and Gao Zhe.

Throughout the meal, Nan Jiaojiao hardly took any food with her chopsticks. As soon as her bowl was empty, Lu Zhenzhen and Gao Zhe would add more food for her and couldn't be stopped. She finally finished it mixed with rice. Lu's mother then scooped some soup for her, and each of them had to drink it.

Nan Jiaojiao's stomach was so full that after drinking half a bowl of soup, she couldn't eat any more.

Seeing Lu Zhenzhen picking up a huge pig's trotter, Nan Jiaojiao quickly covered the mouth of the bowl and said, "No, I really can't eat any more. I'm almost dying of fullness."

"What should I do? I don't eat it."

It had been picked out and she couldn't put it back. Lu Zhenzhen walked past Nan Jiaojiao, put the meat in Gaozhe's bowl, and smiled at him ingratiatingly. Anyway, as a young lady, she would not eat such fatty meat.

Gao Zhe picked it up and ate it in two bites without saying a word.

Father Lu saw this with a smile in his eyes, "If you kids come back more often, we'll be happy and have a great time eating together..."

Before he could finish his words, his face suddenly changed, his hands trembled so badly that he couldn't hold on to the bowl of soup, which fell to the ground. He covered his stomach, bent over, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone at the table was startled. Lu's mother was nearby and quickly helped him up. She was shocked to find that his face was frighteningly pale. She panicked and asked anxiously, "What happened to you? Why are you vomiting blood for no reason?"

Lu Zhenzhen also squatted in front of her father, stretched out her hand but did not dare to touch him, her lips were tightly pursed, and she could not utter a word.