Xia Yan gasped, his face was snow-white, his body suddenly stepped back, and his head accidentally hit the car window behind him, "You misunderstood."

Lu Zhengting sneered, retracted his hands and sat down, with a relaxed posture, as if his actions just now were nothing more than ordinary, and he didn't speak any more.

Xia Yan was worried, and looked at him cautiously, not only afraid that he would get angry, but also afraid that he would use force regardless of her wishes.

The car became silent, and a few minutes seemed as long as a century.

"Here we are." The man's low voice suddenly sounded.

Xia Yan shivered, startled.

Lu Zhengting had already got out of the car, walked around to the other side of the car, and opened the door for her.

Xia Yan was a little taken aback, hesitating, a little afraid to get out of the car, the man chuckled lightly, and stretched out his hand to her, "Don't worry, I won't force you."

That's right, a man like him doesn't want any woman, so how could he care about such a pretty little flower like her.

Xia Yan despised himself for thinking wildly in his heart, and got out of the car by himself without taking his hand.

He returned his hand naturally, and standing behind her, there was a faint light in his eyes.

Before entering the living room, a small figure suddenly rushed out, "Sister Xiaoyan, you are here."

When Xia Yan heard the voice, she stretched out her hands to hug her, but when the little boy rushed in front of her, he stopped urgently.

Xiao Han raised her head, her gaze swept over Lu Zhengting, and then she held Xia Yan's hand tightly.

Seeing his serious little face, Xia Yan couldn't help but find it funny, obviously he was only a five-year-old kid, but he wanted to pretend to be old.

"I heard you refused to eat." Xia Yan bent down and asked him.

Xiaohan has a serious face, but her voice is tender, "I want to eat your cake that day."

It turned out to be like this. That day at school, she gave him a piece of cake that she made herself. Unexpectedly, this kid thought about it, "I can make it for you if you want to eat it, but you have to eat first."

Xiao Han kept a straight face, and curled her small mouth.

Xia Yan thought he was not happy, "If you don't eat, then you won't have cake."

Xiaohan didn't answer, just took Xia Yan's hand and walked into the living room.

Lu Zhengting followed behind, frowned, and followed into the living room.

Seeing her father lagging a few steps behind, Xiaohan pulled Xia Yan and said in a low voice, "You are so stupid. If I didn't do this, my father would never agree to find you."

When Xia Yan heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times. He looked back and squinted at Lu Zhengting who was standing there. If he found out that his son was playing tricks on him, he didn't know how he would react.

"So, you don't want to eat cake?"

"You're so stupid." Xiaohan threw another look of disgust, "I don't want to eat cake, so why do you try so hard to force my dad to come to you?"

Xia Yan chuckled, so he still wanted to eat the cake, and in order to eat the cake, he had to go on a hunger strike to fight wits with his father.

Xiaohan rolled her eyes and dragged her into the kitchen.

The ingredients have already been prepared in the kitchen, so it is convenient for Xia Yan to do it.

Not long after, a soft scent of milk wafted out from the kitchen, and Xiao Han, who was sitting in the living room, swallowed involuntarily, staring eagerly at the direction of the kitchen.

Xia Yan came out with the cake, and was stunned when he saw the father and son sitting side by side in the living room.

Xiaohan didn't wait for her to speak, so she jumped up to get the cake by herself, took a piece out and opened her mouth to bite. After a while, she yelled, "It's not good, it's not good, it's different from what I ate that day!"

how come?
Xia Yan looked at him suspiciously, "I made this kind of cake that day."

Xiaohan seemed very angry, and threw the remaining cake on the plate, "It's different!"

Lu Zhengting stood up with a cold face, "No matter what the difference, eat and go back to sleep!"

Xiaohan turned her face to the other side and stood there stubbornly, refusing to move.

Xia Yan saw that Lu Zhengting's face was getting more and more ugly, so he coaxed Xiao Han, "Then you eat this first today, and I'll make it for you again tomorrow."

"Then you can't lie to me." Xiaohan turned her head, pursed her lips, and looked at her closely with bright eyes.

"Definitely not." Xia Yan quickly agreed.

The corner of Xiaohan's mouth hooked involuntarily, and she snatched the tray from Xia Yan's hand, "I'll go back to my room."

After speaking, he ran upstairs alone.

"Eh?"

Xia Yan was speechless for a while, this kid was just a copy of the landlord's brat, capricious and mischievous.

But in a blink of an eye, thinking that this child has not had a mother by his side since birth, I just feel pitiful.

Lu Zhengting next to him suddenly said, "You will stay here tonight."

"Uh, this..." Xia Yan glanced at the retro clock in the living room. The dormitory must be closed, and she can't go back to Xia's house anymore. Now she really has nowhere to go.

Just wanting to spend the night here, Xia Yan always felt a little uncomfortable.

Lu Zhengting didn't care about the little Jiujiu in her heart, and walked up the stairs, "Not up yet?"

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