The stingy father is too black: pick up a funny concubine

Chapter 495 Lu Yuyun's Strategy (5)

"Who's in the kitchen this afternoon?" Didn't he say his sister was missing?Where did that product come from again?
"That's my sister."

"Isn't your sister?"

"When she was five years old, her grandma picked it up from outside, because she was thinking about how nice it would be if her younger sister was also adopted by kind people."

When Lu Yisheng said this, his gentle eyes were filled with sadness. His younger sister, his only relative in this world, has been full of grandma since he was sensible, secretly letting people look for her outside.

But the world is so big, and he didn't know what birthmark she had on her body, and he didn't know where she lost it. Without a trace of her mark, he just searched blindly for more than ten years.

If you are still alive, you should be 15 years old now, right?She is more than a year younger than herself, but unfortunately, although they are brother and sister, they have parted ways since they were young and have never met each other. Maybe she doesn't even know that she has an older brother, right?

"Yes, your sister will definitely live well in a certain corner of the world." Ou Ziyin raised her hand and patted his hand. For some reason, seeing him sad, her nose felt sore, and she wanted to cry?

"Let me borrow your good words." Lu Yisheng raised his head and smiled bitterly.

"You want to learn to play the flute. When will you start learning? Lu will be happy to teach you." Lu Yi raised the flute in his hand and smiled.

"Tomorrow night, at this time, you come here and I'll wait for you." Ou Ziyin made a gesture, looked around, it was completely dark, and when he turned around, he saw Xiang'er standing outside the pavilion in a daze.

She frowned, said goodbye to Lu Yisheng, and took Xiang'er back to the room. When she came back, Ou Zi Baixuan also came over with porridge.

"Yin'er, are you hungry? How about trying this porridge?"

Ou Zibaixuan brought the porridge to the table, and then pulled a certain woman to sit on a chair. The strong smell of cigarettes from his body permeated the whole room, and Ou Ziyin frowned.

Then I wanted to cry inexplicably, this man stayed in the kitchen all afternoon for her?
"Yin'er, you eat first, I'll go out for a while." Ou Zi Baixuan probably also felt the strong smell of oily smoke on his body, with his hands behind his back, he turned to Ou Ziyin and wanted to leave.

But the waist tightened, and there was warmth behind him, and suddenly two small hands hugged his waist tightly, Ou Ziyin buried her head behind his back and choked up.

"Ou Zi Bai Xuan..."

"What happened to Yin'er?"

Ou Zibaixuan was worried that the smell of oily smoke on his body would irritate her, so he quickly pulled her out from behind, then quickly put his hands down, walking a few steps away from Ou Ziyin.

"Ou Zibaixuan..." Ou Ziyin approached him a few steps, choked up and called out, Ou Zibaixuan gave a light grace, and took a few steps back.

"Next time I cook the porridge, let Xiang'er go." Ou Ziyin quickly raised her hand and grabbed the hand hidden behind his back. When she saw bloodstains on his smooth white hands, she burst into tears It flowed down cracklingly.

I was so moved that for her, he, who never cooks, actually made his hands like this.

Ou Zi Baixuan withdrew his hand from her, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "Xiang'er's cooking is different from mine."

Yes, it's different, how could he cook her the same as Xiang'er?

"Ou Zibaixuan." Ou Ziyin threw herself into his arms and burst into tears. I don't know if it was the emotions of the pregnant woman, or something else, just wanted to cry.

(End of this chapter)