Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

It's the first time to hear her boast about herself. Lu Yanxiu doesn't get used to it. If it had changed, he must have been happy for several days.

But now, although happy, it is also mixed with worry.

Lu Yanxiu, who knew she had a tendency to depression, couldn't really be happy.

"True or false?" he asked, pretending not to believe.

"Really? Can't you see it yourself? I forgot that you have no aesthetic ability." Lu listens to the night and laughs.

"I didn't know you looked good?"

"I didn't know you looked good?"

"But you never said I looked good."

"Who said that? I said it the first time I saw you. I haven't said it a hundred or eighty times in more than ten years." Lu Yanxiu thought she said it on purpose.

But Lu tingwan really didn't hear her boast about herself. On the contrary, she despised herself. "When? How can I remember?"

"Did I praise you for your affectation?"

"... I forgot." Lu listens to the night crying and laughing.

Sure enough, he didn't understand it wrong. His affectation was really a word of praise. It was estimated that she could understand it.

It's for someone else. It's a derogatory word.

Lu tingwan stretched out his hand and pulled him: "get up quickly and don't kneel."

If a man is willing to kneel to you, I believe any girl will be moved and shocked.

Lu tingwan is the same, but yes, she doesn't like it.

In her heart, Lu Yanxiu is tall and majestic. She likes him to indulge himself, but she doesn't like him to submit to herself, because she worships him and doesn't want him to destroy his image.

Lu Yanxiu held her waist and hip tightly and didn't get up, but the other leg also knelt down. Then he lowered his head, put his head close to her stomach, and finally put his ear on her stomach.

"I'll listen," he said.

"He hasn't formed yet. What can you hear?" Lu tingwan subconsciously closed his stomach.

As a new mother, she has not adapted to this identity, nor has she built a mother child relationship with the little life in her stomach, so Lu Yanxiu's move makes her feel a little strange instinctively.

But a moment later, she relaxed her stomach again.

Looking at Lu Yanxiu stuck on her stomach, Lu tingwan smiled, raised his hand to hold his head, bowed his head, kissed him on his hair, and asked him, "how's it going? Can you hear me?"

She asked in a low voice, as if she was afraid of the little guy in her stomach. She was very careful.

"Yes, call me dad," said Lu Yanxiu.

His words made Lu tingwan, who had just learned that he was pregnant for a few hours and had just become a mother for a few hours, not feel funny. Instead, he felt a little strange and said angrily, "why don't you say he works and has a meeting in it."

Lu Yanxiu also joked: "his parents have such good genes. What's impossible?"

He raised his head and looked at her: "in the future, he will be as smart and lovely as you."

"Like me? Aren't you afraid he's angry with you?"

"He doesn't dare. I won't spoil him like you."

Lu tingwan glanced at him.

Lu Yanxiu smiled, lowered his head to her stomach again, kissed her stomach through thin clothes, and then looked up at her.

Lu tingwan lowered her head, put her forehead on his forehead, touched the tip of her nose and breathed together. She stroked her stomach and said to him, "when he learns to speak later, let him learn to call your father first."

Lu Yanxiu smiled and his eyes were slightly hot. He didn't say anything else, but said, "OK."