Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"Cheers."

Putting down the wine glass, the woman took out her mobile phone from her pocket, opened it, looked through the documents a few times and said, "Speaking of which, the status of your godson is really incredible."

"For so many years, just trying to get you to nod and give up protecting him, the Lu and Tang families have sent no less than twenty experts to follow us around the world."

"Originally, in your capacity, as long as you don't let go, there is no problem in keeping him, but now there is a little trouble."

"What's the trouble?"

"Don't be nervous, it's not bad news. Your goddaughter-in-law is pregnant."

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PS: Adding the second update, the update is completed today.

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Chapter 1 and Three: A Vigorous Past, a Sad Comedy

After an hour of intensive training, Zhuge Dali and Meng Lang finished their footwork practice.

On the way back to the apartment, the two walked side by side under the neon lights of the night, quietly enjoying each other's company.

Meng Lang raised his head slowly, looked at the bright moon in the sky leisurely, and suddenly asked, "Dali, do you have any dreams?"

"Dream?" Zhuge Dali heard Meng Lang's question, and shook his head hesitantly after thinking for a long time, "I thought I had it before, but after meeting Rose, I realized that none of those dreams seemed to be what I really wanted. .”

"Oh? So what do you really want?"

"I don't know, I'm still discussing with Rose."

Meng Lang: ╮(─▽─)╭

'As expected of you, Dali!Just chatting casually can tell ghost stories. '

"Dali, there is something I've been holding back in my heart for a long time, I don't know if it's convenient to ask."

"Are you referring to the existence of Rose?"

"Yes. Because I'm really curious, what kind of state is she and you in now?"

"Sister Yifei said that she knows a very good psychiatrist. Shall we take some time to visit him some other day?"

Hearing this, the little girl swayed slightly, then ran two quick steps to come to Meng, and stopped him with her arms open.

Seeing Meng Lang stop, Zhuge vigorously put his arms behind his back, raised his head and looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Meng was stared at with a guilty conscience: "I was just joking, Dali, don't take it seriously~"

Zhuge Dali didn't intend to let Meng Lang go, but she took a step forward and gently caressed his face with her little hand: "Lang'er! I finally saw you~"

Meng Lang: (o_o)? ? ?

'Could it be that I'm face-blind?Obviously they have the same figure and appearance, but the elegance and tranquility revealed between the eyebrows of this girl and her strong temper are absolutely impossible to pretend! '

Hearing the little girl's soft and waxy voice, which was very different from usual, Meng Lang suddenly felt like his brain was shutting down: "This? Are you Rose?"

"Little girl" saw Meng's stupefied look, raised her orchid finger to cover her small mouth, and giggled lightly: "If it's not me, who else could it be? Lang'er, you are so stupid~"

Meng Lang secretly pinched his thigh, trying to calm himself down.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out.

'Mom!Is there really another Dali? '

He was very sure that the "Zhuge Dali" in front of him was completely different from the past.

At this time, her gestures and gestures are full of the unique tenderness and charm of a woman, Gu Panliuxi's inadvertent blink of an eye almost knocked Meng out of her mind.

'This is too much! '

Meng Lang felt that he needed to calm down. If he didn't calm down, something would happen. He could even faintly feel his pants moving.

At this moment, Meng noticed that the figure of the little girl in front of her swayed slightly, and the strange and amazing feeling disappeared when she looked again.

"Dali, is she going back?"

"Yeah." Zhuge rubbed his slightly drowsy head vigorously, and calmly explained, "Rose has been letting go of herself and gradually merging with me. Letting her appear independently for ten seconds is the limit I can do now."

Meng Lang: (￣ー￣)

'I don't understand what you mean at all, but——'

Meng nodded solemnly, pretending to understand: "I understand."

"Well, it's good for you to understand. Rose can actually be seen as the sensibility and selfishness that I have deliberately hidden since I was a child. Her appearance makes me no longer full of anxiety and fear like before."

Meng Lang frowned slightly when he heard the words, he caught a very important point in the little girl's words: "Uneasy? Scared? What do you mean?"

Zhuge Dali stepped forward and gently wrapped his arms around Meng Lang's hand, with a satisfied smile on his face, he tilted his head and rubbed lightly on his shoulder: "When I was young, I never knew what I wanted."

"My mother told me that girls should learn to be independent."

"So I got all the life skills."

"The teacher told me that children should study hard."

"So every time I take the exam, I am the first in the school. When there is nothing to learn in this school, I will skip a grade and enter the next school."

"Slowly, under the guidance of my mother and teachers, I grew up in the direction they expected."

"But my mother is always busy, and she seldom spends time with me. The teachers will only say some flattering compliments like 'Student Dali, you are such a genius'."

"Gradually, I forgot that I was just a little girl who didn't grow up."

"I forgot that I once longed for friends, forgot that I also needed the company of my family, and forgot that I was also a little girl who longed for love"

"When I was 13 years old, I had a stomachache for the first time, but my mother was too busy preparing for work and had no time to take care of me. From that day on, I felt faintly that I had lost something."

"It's like it's like I'm suddenly thinking about it."

"Since then, I have never paid attention to anything other than study. I have an unprecedented interest in all knowledge, which makes my mother and teachers very happy."

The little girl's narration caused Meng Lang to be silent for a while. He could imagine what a big joke fate had played on this seemingly strong girl in front of him.

For the first time, Meng Lang stretched out his arms to wrap around Zhuge Dali's shoulders, allowing her to rest her head in his arms: "Then you must be very tired all these years, right?"

"Actually, it's okay. I'm all thanks to Rose." The little girl felt Meng Lang's initiative for the first time, and she rubbed against his chest in enjoyment.