The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

But in fact, Qiao Anhao landed on her feet resolutely, and she was pulled back into her arms by Lu Yicheng again. Before she could speak, Lu Yicheng robbed her of her breath, and was crushed on the bed.

Her hands were imprisoned above her head, her lips were tearing at each other, and Qiao Anhao's hot and humid breath sprayed on her face, making her unable to move, and she could only let Lu Yisheng continue his movements.

Lu Yicheng picked up Qiao An's good clothes with one hand, and slid his fingers across her flat belly to the mysterious place.

He touched it lightly with his fingers, and suddenly pursed his lips slightly, the flames in his eyes seemed to be ignited, "Well, do you want it?"

Qiao Anhao's body trembled from the cold fingers, and she looked at him with gloomy eyes, filled with mist, looking so ignorant and ignorant.

Lu Yisheng loved Qiao Anhao so much, as if he was her ruler.

Therefore, he possessed her forcefully and domineeringly, and worked tirelessly again and again until Qiao Anhao became hoarse and fell asleep.

If you really answered Lu Yisheng's sentence, you sleep yours, and I do mine!

The next day

Xiao Ling'er got up early, put on her school uniform by herself, and then went downstairs to eat.

She knew that her mother had worked very hard to give birth to her little brother, so she didn't go to wake Qiao Anhao up.

Drinking hot milk, Xiao Ling'er glanced at her watch, sighed and said, "Dad, although I really want a little brother, but don't make mom work too hard. It's already seven o'clock, and mom hasn't woken up yet."

Xiao Ling'er wants to have a little brother as a playmate, but she still loves Qiao Anhao.

To her, no one is more important than Qiao Anhao.

Lu Yicheng looked at the little ghost's daughter, and hummed, "Don't worry, I'm sensible."

"If you were sensible, Mom wouldn't have stayed up until now." Xiao Ling'er looked at Lu Yisheng helplessly, that delicate and small face was full of helplessness, just like a little grown-up.

After finishing speaking and drinking all the milk, Xiao Linger took out a tissue to wipe her mouth and said, "Okay, it's time for me to go to school. Dad, it's your turn to take me to school today."

Lu Yicheng reached out and picked up Xiao Ling'er, with the other hand holding Xiao Ling'er's schoolbag.

"How's the school going? How are you getting along with your classmates? Have you been bullied?" Lu Yisheng is also concerned about the situation of his daughter's school, although most people dare not provoke Xiao Ling'er.

But it is inevitable that some stinky boys who don't have long eyes will bully his little baby.

Xiao Ling'er shook her head, no one dared to bully her at school, and with Mo Zixuan protecting her, no one dared to bully her.

"No one dares to bully me, but I feel that the school seems a bit weird recently. Last time I saw strangers in the school, I don't know what they are doing."

Xiao Ling'er followed her braid, then reached out and hugged Lu Yicheng's neck, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, could it be that bad guy who got his idea into our school?"

Lu Yicheng's footsteps paused, and his eyes suddenly became terrifying.

He knew that Yao Zian did the kidnapping of Ling'er back then, and it is not impossible to break into the school now, since Ling'er has already noticed, then there is really a problem.

"Dad, do you think he wants to kidnap me again?" Xiao Lin'er was a little worried, and shrank into Lu Yisheng's arms with some fear.