Second marriage husband is not reserved

"That's what I think."

Huo Yunzheng smiled, regardless of how strange the faces of the Lu family were.

After all, the man who can send his wife to the enemy's house for protection has a wonderful mind. They can't think of what he thinks.

"Charles's mother is a Chinese. He fled the famine years. He had a half sister in Nan * * An county. Later, her man died and her mother-in-law abused her. She looks good. There are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door. The men in the village miss her. She can't live any longer, so she has to sneak into the country and hang on the boat for three or four days. When she almost died, she was saved by Cosimo Later, he became Cosimo's mistress. Later, he became pregnant, had children and died. Cosimo felt that this woman really loved me and was very good to this little son. "

Huo Yunzheng told the veteran general about Charles.

It sounds like a TV play.

Mother Lu began to wipe her tears.

"Charles found his mother's diary. There are several photos in it. When her mother wrapped it with tarpaulin and sewed it in her underwear bag, there are photos of her sister and centenary photos. His mother's last wish is to find his sister. Xiaoman looks like his mother, so... Xiaoman is very safe now. It's safer for her to have my people around her than to follow me."

The more he listened, the more serious general Lin's face became.

After a long time, he said, "Charles's sister is in your hand now, isn't she?"

Huo Yunzheng nodded.

Smile calmly: "yes, it's in my hand."

Madam, it's... It's terrible.

Lu Feng only felt that all the hairs on his back stood up.

How can someone calculate people's minds to this extent?

Actually put his wife in other people's hands, not nervous at all? Lu Feng thought about how he would react if he encountered such a thing?

It's about... Fire, rage, or... Anger like a fire dragon.

He silently covered his face and felt that he was still too young to compare with the big man.

When Huo Yunzheng left in the afternoon, he left the nursery teacher and the children, only the bodyguard, and several maids. Those maids were light and nimble. Most importantly, they all had a sense of evil spirit. Lu Feng believed that these people definitely had good skills.

He lingered in the Lin family and refused to leave.

General Lin was busy cultivating feelings with his grandson. Looking at Lu Feng, he was angry: "Why are you still here?"

"Cough, uncle Lin, I have an idea..."

"No, no, don't agree!"

Lu Feng's face darkened: "Uncle Lin, I haven't asked yet."

The voice is full of grievances.

"Anyway, what you mentioned must not be a good question. Don't listen."

General Lin turned away very willfully.

Lu Feng's face is darker, but he can't help feeling a little itchy at the thought of the materials he saw today. Forget it, the matter hasn't settled yet. He has to take it easy, let it grow in the future and go home first.

Out of the door, depressed kicked the flower bed.

Then he turned and prepared to go home. Who knows, a pair of feet wearing nurse shoes appeared in front of him.

When he looked up, he saw a beautiful woman standing in front of him, carrying a lot of things, mostly baby care.

It's one of the two nursery teachers.

The cold eyes looked at him faintly, as if to say: silly than

Lu Feng put the tip of his tongue on his cheek.

Looking at the cool and graceful figure, he spat secretly: "grass."

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after rain the sky looks blue.

The air gradually becomes much cleaner.

The sunshine outside the window sprinkles on the grassland. Outside the main building of Cosimo's house, there is a large garden. Large areas of rose flowers bloom against the sun, and crystal dew drops fall on the leaves. Under the refraction of the sun, it is like diamonds sprinkled on the green leaves.

Liman sat gracefully in front of the table and calmly hugged the meal because he had soaked in cold water before.

Lin man is ill. His face is a little pale. He is haggard after a serious illness.

"Ufelia, the sun is fine today. Shall I take you out for a picnic?"

Charles took a sip of black coffee and looked up at Liman.

Linman paused with his knife and fork in his hand. For a moment, he looked up calmly and looked over: "the grassland must be very wet today. Will you go out tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Charles raised his eyebrows and smiled.

With his incomparable connivance to Liman, he naturally agreed to the proposal.

Orange juice ate orange juice from orange juice, orange juice was fresh in the morning, and egg juice was more acidic than filling, but no flavor of flavor, Lin Man always liked this orange juice.

Charles watched her squint contentedly.

I coughed gently all day: "if we don't go out, what are you going to do today?"

"I'm going to take my baby around the yard. He was not very comfortable and couldn't blow. If he went out, many people would be infected."

Charles turned black when he heard the speech.

Linman's attention was on the child these two days.

Maybe it's because of the unreserved maternal brilliance of linman. After the child woke up, he always stuck to linman, and even had to sleep in linman's arms at night. Charles has been infatuated with that warm feeling since he slept with linman last time.

Want to sleep in the same bed again.

Unfortunately, it was completely destroyed by the child.

Lynman was so kind to the child.

Linman stood up, went directly to the nursery teacher, reached out to take the child from her arms, and kissed on her soft face: "baby, mother hug."

Soft voice with deep love.

Hearing the expression on Charles's face, he was stunned.

His mother died when he was born, so he never felt how maternal love felt.

But looking at Liman holding the child in his arms, he seemed to see the woman holding him humming through the long river of distant years. The picture in front of him made Charles's eyes warm.

"Don't hold him. We Cosimo's people are not so delicate."

Charles walked over and said stiffly.

Linman looked back at her strangely: "this is my son. I can hold him as I want."

Charles: "

He kicked the wall back.

Damn it, you shouldn't have picked up this little rabbit.

All the maids around who knew the truth: "emmm..."

How to put it? I always feel that my young master lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot.

"Wow --"

I don't know if I noticed Charles's dislike for him. The child burst into tears in an instant, and crystal tears flowed from his emerald eyes.

"Don't cry, baby, mom is holding it, mom loves you..."

Liman's gentle coax sounded immediately after him.

Charles was annoyed.

Go to linman, pull the child out of her arms and throw it into the arms of the nursery teacher. Your tone is very bad: "your body is just right. Don't always hold her. Go and see if he pees or is hungry, or what. In short, take him back after he's done."

With that, he directly pulled Liman's wrist and walked outside the door.

The nursery teachers held their breath and looked at the crying child in their arms. They had to take the child to check.

It was the young master who scared the child to cry.

Linman was dragged away by Charles.

Soon he was thrown into the car.

Linman looked up at him a little depressed: "what are you doing?"

"Don't stay at home. I'll take you out for a while."

"I'm just in good health. I don't want to go out. I'm really tired."

Linman reached out and opened Charles' hand. His face was so unhappy that he turned his head and looked out of the window, but he didn't open the door to go down. It seemed that he acquiesced to Charles's practice.

Charles scratched his lips and felt that Liman's duplicity was damn cute.

Lovely, he almost didn't want to return Liman.

Also

Charles's eyebrows frowned subconsciously.

This word is disgusting.

The car started steadily and soon went from the manor to another manor in the suburbs.

Liman got out of the car.

Looking at the simple manor in front of me.

There is no magnificent rose garden and rose bushes in Cosimo manor, but there is a large grassland. From a distance, there is a large stable in the corner. Obviously, the grassland here is prepared for those horses.

Charles also got out of the car after him and stood beside Liman: "I think you like Komo's horses very much. The horses here are also very beautiful. I think you should like them, too."

Linman was stunned. He didn't think it was for this reason.

"Nothing I like. It's just something new."

Liman lightly rejected it.

The reason why she often went to the grassland was for Amy and the woman named a Qing. She had not recovered her memory at that time. She subconsciously thought that what Amy said was likely to be true, so she kept looking for him, as if she could find an opportunity to recover her memory as long as she listened to her.

So it's understandable to be misunderstood as liking Ivan's racecourse.

Charles took lindman straight to the stable.

The people in the stable knew that Charles would come. It was cleaned very clean. There was not the slightest smell of horses, but a faint smell.

The horse didn't adapt to the smell and was breathing anxiously.

Lin Man frowned: "such fragrance hurts the horse's sense of smell."

"Aren't you afraid of smelling disgusted?"

Charles smiled and was satisfied with the taste here.

Linman rolled his eyes and scoffed at Charles's statement, but he couldn't go too far when he thought of his performance in front of Charles. He just silently reached out to touch his nose and coughed gently: "then take them out and slip away."

"OK."

Charles also knew that the smell was not friendly to the horses.

Nodding, he assigned someone to pull the horse out.

After a while, a red horse and a white horse were dragged out, with bells jingling around their necks.

Linman gently stroked the red horse's mane, some hard and some pricking, but it can be seen that the mane is very smooth and bright, which shows that he is well raised.

The morning sunshine sprinkles on the green grassland and sprinkles a layer of golden gauze on the woman in front of her.

Charles was a little stunned. His mouth was dry and he wanted to smoke. His green eyes looked at the woman in front of him.

For a moment, silence spread between two people.

"Euphyllia, you said... How about we don't go back to America."

The silence between the two men was broken by Charles.

Linman was stunned and looked at him strangely: "why?"

"Because the Cosimo family is originally Italian, is it strange that I don't want to go back?"

Liman pinched his finger.

"I don't care." he lowered his eyelids.