Meow is a cute wife, sweet

Chapter 364

Maybe it was because he was too close, Tong Qiaoqiao suddenly felt her cheeks were very hot, and the place where his chin rubbed was inexplicably tickled, she subconsciously pushed his chest, bit her lip and said nervously , "Brother Lu, you... go back a little first."

"Huh? Why?"

Lu Zhiheng half-closed his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his deep voice was filled with grievances, "Doesn't it mean that you don't like me, darling?"

"I, I don't."

She couldn't help but blushed, and even stuttered.

Facing Lu Zhiheng like this, she had no power to resist at all, not to mention, he was so kind to her, she had no reason not to like him.

Lu Zhiheng was keenly aware of her thoughts, but suppressed a smile, and said in a low mood on purpose, "Did you not like it?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, let go of her holding hand, and put some distance away from her.

The soft-lined profile of his face inexplicably revealed a trace of disappointment.

Tong Qiaoqiao was helpless.

She has always been pure in heart, and when she saw Lu Zhiheng suddenly showing such an expression, she couldn't bear it, and couldn't bear him to be sad.

"You, don't be sad."

Tong Qiaoqiao hesitated for a second, then suddenly stepped forward and hugged Lu Zhiheng, her slender hands wrapped around his back, and then tightly grabbed his clothes.

Lu Zhiheng was stunned for a moment, a smile flashed across his pitch-black eyes very quickly, and it disappeared in an instant.

He stood quietly, not moving, not giving her the slightest response.

On the contrary, it made her feel that the owner Lu was too sad. She frowned slightly, was a little tangled up, her flushed cheeks were hot, she lowered her head and whispered, "I like it."

Lu Zhiheng was full of joy, but held back, and patiently guided her, "What do you like, little boy?"

"Hi, I like Lu Zhiheng."

She held back for a long time before saying his name.

Those wet eyes stared straight at him, almost taking his soul away.

But just such a sentence is enough to make Lu Zhiheng's heart soften.

He hooked his lips, his heart was as sweet as drinking honey, he leaned over slightly, and pressed a kiss on her forehead, with a rippling smile, "Today's little boy is very cute."

The warm breath on the forehead suddenly hit, and Tong Qiaoqiao suddenly jammed.

Both hands grabbed his clothes more and more forcefully, making Lu Zhiheng think that she was going to tear his clothes off.

If it wasn't for the unsuitable venue, he would be quite willing to serve her.

He coughed deliberately, pursed his lips and smiled, "Okay, let's go first."

Tong Qiaoqiao still couldn't recover, looked up at him in a daze, and asked subconsciously, "Where are you going?"

"Go to see our mother." He raised his hand and touched her head.

Tong Qiaoqiao was confused: "." Where is her mother?

Lu Zhiheng took her hand and walked towards his mother's cemetery.

Maybe it's because people often come to clean it. The cemetery is very clean, and there is no trace of dust under the naked eye.

Tong Qiaoqiao stopped and looked at the tombstone in front of her, feeling at a loss, "Why is it blank?"

"Mom likes that."

Lu Zhiheng lowered his head, his deep eyes fell on another place.

For some reason, Tong Qiaoqiao couldn't see him like this, so she stood on tiptoe, touched his forehead, and said softly, "Don't be sad."

Lu Zhiheng closed his eyes, opened them, turned sideways, his gaze was gentle, "I'm not sad." Maybe I was sad before, but not now.

He and his little girl worried about him.

He was reluctant.

(End of this chapter)