Wife-loving mad demon: Tsundere male god be gentle

Chapter 1120 What a Childish Game

Long Chenjue gave Long Xuan a cold look, very good, his son has learned how to dismantle Lao Tzu's backstage, when he doesn't need to hide his identity, let's see if he doesn't teach this kid a lesson.

But in the blink of an eye, Long Chenjue looked at Long Lu with soft eyes, and his voice was even more gentle, "Lu'er, some people have unspeakable secrets, and they will wear masks."

There was a smile in his eyes as he spoke.

Jian Xiaomo rubbed her arms, her arms were almost covered with goosebumps, when did Long Chenjue speak so gently.

It can only be explained clearly in one sentence. The daughter is the lover of the father in his previous life, so she will speak softly when speaking to her lover.

Jian Xiaomo couldn't bear it.

However, Long Lu is much more innocent than Long Xuan, so she nodded and believed, "Yes, but since you have something to hide, Uncle, you don't need to take off your mask. After all, everyone has privacy, and it's impolite to reveal other people's privacy." .”

Long Lu is very reasonable.

Long Chenjue was very grateful, "Lu'er, you are such a well-behaved child, let's play mask games together."

As soon as Long Lu heard that someone was playing the mask game with her, she was immediately very happy, nodded, went to get a mask for herself, and started playing with Long Chenjue.

Jian Xiaomo got up and walked back to her room, she really couldn't stand Long Chenjue's nasty talk to Long Lu, she was still used to this man being indifferent and domineering.

She suddenly changed into a different person, and her heart couldn't bear it.

But Long Xuan lay on the railing and watched for a while, then said with a cold face, "It's really a childish game."

Then he went back to his room.

Long Chenjue played with Long Lu all afternoon. It was not until evening that Long Chenjue returned to the room, and then took off his mask. His forehead was covered with a dense layer of beads of sweat.

Jian Xiaomo picked up the towel distressedly, and wiped the sweat off Long Chenjue's forehead. Long Chenjue grabbed his hand, and Long Chenjue said coldly, "Jian Xiaomo, what did you say to Long Lu and Long Xuan just now? What am I."

"Uncle." Jian Xiaomo said without hesitation, she really could only think of this at the time. Could it be that Long Chenjue was not happy with this title?

Long Chenjue continued to keep a cold face, obviously dissatisfied with her answer, and said, "Continue to think."

Jian Xiaomo was a little stunned. She remembered that she told Long Lu and Long Xuan that this man was an uncle, as if she hadn't said anything. Suddenly, Jian Xiaomo remembered, "There are also college classmates."

But this title is nothing, why is this man so angry.

She didn't know why he was so angry, it was just a title.

"Jian Xiaomo, college classmate, you actually remember it so clearly?" Long Chenjue sneered, and suddenly grabbed the towel from Jian Xiaomo's hand, and pressed Jian Xiaomo towards the bed.

"What are you doing, Long Chenjue?" Jian Xiaomo panicked.

Long Chenjue said with a mocking smile on his face: "It turns out that Jian Xiaomo, I haven't been here for a few years, and you have been thinking about your college classmates."

If this woman hadn't been thinking all the time, she would have been able to answer so quickly.

Thinking of this, Long Chenjue's face turned even darker.

"No, Long Chenjue, I didn't miss my college classmates." Jian Xiaomo argued, how could she have time to think about her college classmates, she was just talking casually at the time, and now she hardly remembers her college classmates name.

This man, she just said something casually, and she became jealous.

(End of this chapter)