Master in charge of the case: Our county magistrate has a black belly

Chapter 93 Baby, it's time to wake up, I'll help you for my husband

Han Quce said this on the first day and asked Lu Yu to call him, but he couldn't get up the next morning and was still sleeping in the bed. When Lu Yu called him to get up, Han Quce directly retracted his head into the quilt. Seeing Han Quce's childishness, he couldn't laugh or cry, and shook his head, "A Qu, it's time to get up..." Lu Yu pushed the quilt off Han Quce's head.

"Get out..." Han Quce tugged the quilt on his head and continued to sleep.

Lu Yu shook his head, Ah Qu is good at everything, but he is too angry when he wakes up, but he still likes it, "Baby..." Lu Yu picked up Han Quce who was curled up under the quilt, "Didn't you say you want to teach Yun'er to read and write? The plan of the day is in the morning, why can’t I get up.”

"You are so annoying." Han Quce said while being half asleep and half awake in Lu Yu's arms, "Can I take back that sentence..."

"This..." Lu Yu shook his head, so every morning when he went to practice martial arts, he did not dare to wake Han Quce lightly.

"No, no, no, no!!!" Han Quce struggled in Lu Yu's arms to get back under the covers.

"You..." Lu Yu laughed, "You have already promised Yun'er, so you can't lose your word."

Han Quce was helpless, "I don't want to move at all."

"Baby...you." Lu Yu looked at Han Quce dotingly.

"Help me wear it." Han Quce said in a daze.

"Okay..." Lu Yu hugged Han Quce to the chair behind the screen, rummaged through the clothes in the closet, and looked back to see that Han Quce was still half asleep, really dumbfounded.

Lu Yu carefully put the clothes on Han Quce layer by layer, "Good boy, there is one last piece."

"Hmm." Han Quce lay on Lu Yu's body without moving, and Lu Yu ate a lot of tofu.

"Okay. I'll wash your face." Lu Yu carried Han Quce back to the bed, "You stay here and don't move."

"En..." Han Quce was still confused.

Seeing Han Quce like this, Lu Yu felt helpless, and turned to wash his face.

"What happened." Han Quce opened his eyes slightly, turned over, "I've got all my clothes on, didn't I take them off last night..." He fell asleep again.

"Come here." Lu Yu put a basin of water on the dressing table, "Come on, baby, wash your face." Lu Yu picked up Han Quce and saw that he fell asleep again, helplessly, "Let's wash your face..."

"Pfft. It's so cold." As soon as Lu Yu wiped the wash water on Han Quce's face, Han Quce cried out. He looked at Lu Yu with an aggrieved expression, which softened Lu Yu's heart.

"It's my fault, it's my fault, I'm used to using cold water." Lu Yu wiped the water off Han Quce's face with a dry towel.

"Take it easy." Han Quce grabbed the towel and wiped it himself.

"Baby, you are really my little ancestor." Lu Yu served the tea, "Come on, rinse your mouth."

Han Quce took the teacup, took a sip, rinsed his mouth, and didn't know where to spit. Lu Yu took a plate, and Han Quce vomited on the plate, "Little ancestor, I have served you all morning, but I haven't served anyone before. "

"Hmph. You can learn it."

"Yes yes yes. I will serve you every day from now on. Are you awake now?" Lu Yu put down the plate.

"It's almost there." Han Quce rubbed his eyes, "I'm going to comb my hair."

"I'll help you." Lu Yu smiled.

"you?"

"Yes." Lu Yu pushed Han Quce onto the chair, "Let me do it for my husband."

"Husband~~" Han Quce yelled in response to his wishes, which made Lu Yuchun's heart flutter, "Hurry up and comb your hair! Yun'er is waiting!"

"Yes, yes. I'm here to comb my hair." Lu Yu picked up the comb and combed Han Quce's black hair, "I heard a few words from the old man before."

"What?" Han Quce asked.

(End of this chapter)