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Chapter 427 The Sick Young Master's Weightlifting Goblin (36)

Tu Zhimeng looked away calmly, touched Xiaolubao's head, and smiled softly: "Good boy."

Coach Zhang is a smart person who can read eyes, she immediately hugged Xiaolubao with a loving face.

"Grandma will take you to eat cake, okay?"

As she was speaking, she gave Tu Zhimeng a meaningful look, then raised the corners of her lips and said, "Xiaolubao also needs a complete family, so let's have a good talk."

Then he carried Xiao Lu Bao to the dining area.

Tu Zhimeng's retirement caused a great sensation in the sports world, but very few people knew the truth, let alone her pregnancy.

At that time, Tu Zhimeng was fat, so she didn't show her pregnant belly very much. In addition, she had very little reaction, only occasional morning sickness. Others only thought that she had eaten a bad stomach, and didn't think about it at all.

When the due date came, Tu Zhimeng took sick leave and went to the hospital alone to give birth.

After giving birth to Xiaolubao, Tu Zhimeng began to lose weight miraculously. She didn't lose weight on purpose, and she got a good figure unconsciously.

So much so that when she finished confinement and went back to school to continue working as a coach, others thought she was going to lose weight and have a plastic surgery during this time, otherwise how could it be like a different person?
Little Lubao was placed in the baby care center, and he would be picked up after get off work. Sometimes Tu Zhimeng would take Xiaolubao to school, thinking it was a younger brother or a relative's child.

So as long as Xiaolubao doesn't call her mommy, others won't think they are mother and son.

Tu Zhimeng thinks points are really a good thing.

The above conveniences were all exchanged by her with the points accumulated in the previous small worlds.

Otherwise, a young girl in her early 20s would have given up the glory of being the Aowl luck champion and gave birth to a baby, and her name would not be right, she would have been drowned by the spit stars of the world long ago.

Four years later, she was 24 years old, matured a lot, and her delicate and small face was more feminine.

Tu Zhimeng raised her eyelashes again, looked in Lu Yu's direction, her red lips were lightly pursed, and raised slightly, forming a gorgeous arc.

Four years, waiting for this moment.

She took a glass of red wine casually, and she walked towards the spiral staircase leisurely with a lazy elegance in her gestures and gestures.

Little by little, the distance between Lu Yu and Lu Yu was drawn in, and the eyes gradually deepened.

Lu Yu didn't notice it at all, his eyes were always on the downstairs, and he was extremely focused.

When Tu Zhimeng was only one step away from him, one foot sprained slightly, the red wine glass in his hand tilted slightly, and splashed straight towards Lu Yu's suit.

Even if Tu Zhimeng supported the wall, she avoided the chance of falling.

"Oh, sir, I'm really sorry, I was a little drunk, and I didn't see the steps clearly." She exclaimed and apologized quickly.

Lu Yu first looked at the red wine on his body, and then at the woman with a charming figure and exquisite facial features, he was slightly taken aback, a little astonished, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of frost.

is her.

Although she is now thinner, more beautiful, and her dressing style has changed, Lu Yu can recognize her at a glance.

He frowned handsomely, looking at the flustered expression of the woman in front of him.

Does she not remember herself, or is she pretending not to know her?
Lu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were stained with a thick color, and in just a moment, he closed his eyes calmly, and put on a gentleman's smile.

"It's okay, do you want me to help you go to the room to rest?"

Tu Zhimeng lowered her eyelashes, hesitated for a while, and then slightly lifted her red lips: "Okay, then I will trouble you, sir."

(End of this chapter)