Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

One voice after another, the little guy's mouth is not very clear, and he deliberately flirts with Lu Yanxiu and pretends to be poor. After a long sentence, there is some drooling, creamy little milk sound, which sprouts people's hearts.

You can imagine the little guy holding a big mobile phone in his two small hands and seriously saying voice to the receiver.

After listening to several voices, Lu Yanxiu's old father's heart was broken. He couldn't speak for a while with his mobile phone, so he turned on the voice one by one and played it repeatedly.

"Is it swollen? Don't you pay attention to the baby? Doesn't dad like the baby? Dad? Dad ~ you pay attention to the baby ~"

Listening to the little princess's wronged milk voice, Lu Yanxiu hurried back to the voice to comfort him. It was a good meal.

Thinking about it, he finally waited until 5 p.m. when it was time to pick up the little princess from school. Lu Yanxiu, who had already packed up, took his coat and went out of the office.

It's just that the car drove for more than ten minutes. It's obviously not going to kindergarten, but heading home.

Sure enough, the car finally returned to Jingyuan.

Lu Yanxiu got out of the car, went up the steps and entered the gate.

In the luxurious and warm hall, the sound of TV is ringing, which makes people feel at home.

On the sofa, there was a person, dressed in home clothes and petite. She was a girl. She was lying on her back with half of her slender and white legs exposed. Her feet were dishonestly pressing a pillow, and her beautiful hair was scattered on the sofa.

With an open original book on her face, she lay there quietly, as if asleep, in a natural and unrestrained sleeping position.

Lu Yanxiu had walked to the sofa, but the people on the sofa didn't respond. I didn't know if they were really asleep.

Lu Yanxiu looked down at her, then sat down beside her, bent down and approached her, and then reached out to take away the book covered on her face.

Exposed the white little face hidden under the book.

Clean eyebrows and eyes, exquisite small face, lovely but somewhat charming of a little woman, is the face that surprised the whole entertainment circle at the beginning, but withdrew at the peak.

After three years, there is no difference from three years ago, except that there is more tenderness in the eyebrows and eyes and less childishness in the little girl.

This man is Lu tingwan, the "culprit" who has been told for a long time by Lu's employees that he died of dystocia, left an orphan and widowed husband and made Lu Yanxiu ill.

People are not only still alive, but also live well.

Seeing that she had not responded and slept safely, Lu Yanxiu reached out and gently pinched her small nose, forcing her to wake up.

Lu Yanxiu knew that she must not have fallen asleep.

Her eyelashes moved. Sure enough, she woke up, but she just opened one eye and looked at him lazily, and then closed it again.

"Why are you back? Aren't you going?" Lu Yanxiu fondly touched her hair and asked her softly.

After a while.

"There was something wrong with the organizers. The competition time was changed to three days later, and the school asked them to start again the day after tomorrow." Lu listened late and went back to Lu Yanxiu lazily.

Lu Yanxiu's eyebrows moved slightly: "so you went to the airport in the morning and came home without boarding at nine?"

"Well," she answered softly and crisply.

Lu Yanxiu: "so... You were at home all afternoon?"

Lu tingwan opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yanxiu who had an opinion but didn't dare to say it. He looked at him with a smile. His eyes were a little dissatisfied.

"She has been to kindergarten for ten days. She needs you to pick me up and back every day. How many times did you pick me up when I went to school?"

She deliberately didn't call him all day, but asked him to come back at this point, so that he couldn't answer.

"That's different. She's only two and a half..."

"That's all for you. I'll see if she won't come back if you don't pick her up today."