Mr. Huo, please spoil me

Mingzhu stared at the old lady.

Although the old lady looked calm, Mingzhu could tell that she was very distressed.

And fear!

The old lady was supposed to enjoy her old age peacefully at this age, and Lu Qian came back from a narrow escape, so why not be a baby, but unexpectedly, she was almost murdered by the people around her.

Pearl is very empathetic.

Because she was also scared at the time.

She stayed with the old lady all night, Lu Qian taught little Lu Shuo in the study, and little Lu You sat obediently on his father's lap, pawing and tugging from time to time.

Ten o'clock at night.

After inspecting the dried tofu that she was drying, the old lady saw that Mingzhu was still following her like a tail, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, you can't get under my bed at night! What kind of big wind and waves haven't seen the bones?"

Mingzhu was a little embarrassed.

The old lady drove her upstairs.

On the second floor, Lu Qian was not in the bedroom, she saw him in the children's room.

Little Lu Shuo fell asleep.

Lu Qian leaned against the head of the bed, with little Lu You lying on his body.After taking a bath, she lay on her father's body fragrantly, wearing a one-piece pajamas with small flowers on a white background, raised her head and looked at her softly.

Lu Qian read fairy tales to her softly.

Occasionally, when she read about the Evil Queen, little Luyou buried her face in her father's stomach.

Mingzhu stood at the door, a little envious.

Lu Qian saw her as soon as he raised his eyes. His eyes were a little deep, and he motioned her to go back to the bedroom.

Mingzhu knew that little Luyou was going to sleep.

She went back to the east bedroom first, took a shower, and when she came out, Lu Qian was already in the room.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, half lit.

Mingzhu was slightly taken aback.

She walked over lightly, put out the cigarette between his fingers from behind, and whispered: "Why are you smoking?"

Lu Qian is not in good health, he has always been very self-disciplined.

Now I can't help smoking, it must be something annoying.

Lu Qian turned around and stared at Mingzhu.

It took him a long time before he opened his mouth: "I didn't handle Qu Ning's matter well. If I had paid more attention from the beginning, she wouldn't have had the chance to bring her ideas to this house! Mingzhu, I have made you and the old lady sad."

Pearl shook her head.

She hugged him softly: "It's not your fault."

Lu Qian took over her body, hugged her for a long time, and murmured softly, "Trust me, I won't let her get close to you and the children again, let alone affect our lives."

Pearl's heart trembled.

But she didn't plead for others like the Holy Mother. Seeing Qu Ning's end is miserable now, but if Lu Qian was not vigilant that day, he might be tossed half of his life. At that time, who would sympathize with him, they would only think that he was romantic, It will only make this tragedy a topic of conversation after dinner.

It was also at this time that she realized that Lu Qian also had lingering fears.

He has thoughts.

He hated her and the children, and felt pity for the old lady, that's why he was afraid.

Mingzhu looked at the extinguished cigarette, wanting to pamper him.

Lu Qian pinched her waist and pushed her to the cold window glass.

His straight nose brushed gently against the skin of her neck, and his voice was hoarse: "I always said that I am fine, but you insisted on not letting me touch it for a week! Mingzhu, I am keeping healthy for you, but I am not just touching her." Just shredded paper people."

Mingzhu has been with him for a long time, so she more or less knows what's on his mind.

She blushed and turned away, her voice was uncomfortably tight.

"Why didn't you let you touch it!"

Lu Qian didn't move, he stared at her deeply.

After taking a shower, Mingzhu wore a rose red silk bathrobe, which was sexy and fragrant, especially showing a pair of long, slender and straight legs...

With his palm down, Lu Qian pulled away the belt around her waist.

She climbed onto his body all at once, biting her lips coquettishly: "Cold!"

Lu Qian hugged her and turned on the heater with one hand.

The heating was turned on fully, and the room was warm in a short while, and the delicate and graceful body also oozes fine sweat, as if being squeezed out of juice under high temperature.

"Is it still cold?" The man whispered in her ear.

Mingzhu hugged him tightly...

She couldn't respond to him with a word at all, she just felt that the surroundings were hot, everything in front of her eyes seemed to be atomized, and only the feeling Lu Qian gave her was left in her mind.

Completely over.

It is already one o'clock in the morning.

Mingzhu was held in the arms of the man, and it took a long time for her to recover, and complained in a low voice: "I think you haven't passed the strength of the medicine yet!"

Lu Qian smiled lightly.

He stroked her thin shoulders and said softly, "I'm going to take a shower."

Mingzhu let out a lazy grunt, she really wanted to talk to him when he came back, but she was too tired and fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes, in a daze, Lu Qian lay back beside her.

There are also hazy words in my ears.

"If you're all this good, I won't smoke!"

……

Early in the morning, Mingzhu woke up.

Lu Qian is gone, and little Lu Shuo has gone to school.

Only Xiao Luyou was lying on the side of the bed, looking at her curiously, with straight eyes.

Mingzhu got up, only to realize that she was wearing Lu Qian's black shirt.

Her face became hot.

After washing up and carrying Xiao Luyou downstairs, the old lady was packing up her belongings.

Mingzhu looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock, she had a very sad face.

The old lady not only didn't care, but was very pleased.

It seems that the son is doing well and taking good care of his wife.

The old lady didn't mention this matter, she just took her to count the incense and candle cages, and said that she would take her and Xiao Luyou to the mountains.

Mingzhu was quite surprised.

She knew that the old lady believed in this, but she had been in city b for so long, and she had never seen her go to pay her respects.

When she asked, the old lady smiled slightly.

When the group arrived in the mountain, Mingzhu knew that they had visited Master Qingshui.

Master is gone.

His younger brother received the old lady, and after Mingzhu and Xiao Luyou paid respects to the old lady, the old lady stayed alone in a meditation room for a long time.

Mingzhu vaguely heard that Master Qingshui lived there.

When the old lady came out, her eyes were slightly red.

Mingzhu guessed a bit, but she didn't dare to say, she stayed with the old lady on the way back, and even little Lu You sat obediently, with her cute head on her head.

The old lady would like to say a few words.

She said: "It's time to come to worship! It's okay to beg Mantian God and Buddha, but you shouldn't beg him!"

This him is Master Shimizu.

Mingzhu didn't dare to make a sound.

When Lu Qian came back, she told him, Lu Qian took off his coat and sat on the sofa, and it took a long time to pull Mingzhu to let her sit on his lap.

He rested his chin on the top of her hair, and said softly: "The old lady is a very strong person!"

He only said this sentence, and didn't say any more.

Mingzhu didn't ask any more questions, she gently hugged Lu Qian tightly, and after a while she kissed his neck.

Nothing else, just a little coquettish.

Lu Qian asked her in a low voice: "What's the next plan?"

He wanted her to live here, but they hadn't really remarried yet, and he knew she wouldn't.

Sure enough, Mingzhu said softly: "I'll take the kids back to the apartment, I won't be filming for the time being, I'll be with them!"

Lu Qian didn't force her.

Just pinch her nose: "Come and see the old lady on weekends."

"Okay!" She said happily.

She was almost out of breath, her face was flushed, and she was about to pat him to let go.

Lu Qian kissed him.

Twilight Quadruple.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines in through the glass and sprinkles on people, as if coated with a layer of colored glass.

Mingzhu was almost stripped, and she was pressed on the sofa and loved.

She refused, crying in a low voice that someone would come in.

Lu Qian coaxed her: "No one will come over! The family members are all elderly, and they won't bother me at this time except for cleaning in the morning."

She called him a beast again.

He just indulged last night, and now he wants to...

Lu Qian smiled lowly.

The bridge of his nose was against hers, rubbing lightly.

It's not such an important and sensitive position, but he made her blush for no reason, she leaned against his shoulder to prevent him from touching it: "Don't do it!"

Lu Qian swiped the floor and opened all the curtains.

She is stunningly beautiful in the sunset.

Lu Qian had been with her many times, but very rarely used those flirting methods, most of them were loving, because just looking at her young and tender body was enough to make him passionate.

But now, she has grown into a mature woman.

Some things are more interesting than before. Although she resisted at the beginning, she will cooperate with him when she gets it...

Half-push and half-accept, if you want to refuse, you will welcome.

Lu Qian leaned into her ear and whispered: "Your Uncle Lu hasn't had a good time for a few years. Be obedient, huh?"

Mingzhu was bullied by him to the point of crying.

He bastard!He did it on purpose!

Even when he was seventy or eighty years old, he could bully her to death...

old bastard!

Lu Qian put it away as soon as he was ready, and tidied up his clothes when he was done, and went to pick up his son.

Mingzhu kicked him angrily.

Lu Qian grabbed her leg with a light smile, put on her clothes, and kissed her in a good-tempered way: "Take a rest when you're tired, and I'll serve you when I come back at night!"

Mingzhu lay on the sofa, not wanting to move.

Lu Qian drove to pick up his son, and when Xiao Lu Shuo got in the car, he found that his father was in a particularly good mood, and he pursed his lips.

Lu Qian was really in a good mood.

After driving for 10 minutes, I pulled over to the side of the road.

There is a famous milk tea shop over there, as well as Hong Kong-style dim sum. Lu Qian unbuckled his seat belt: "Daddy will take you to buy milk tea, and bring one for mom by the way. She is really angry now. Coax her!"

Xiao Lu Shuo got out of the car.

After closing the car door, he raised his head: "Mom is angry, why are you so happy?"

Lu Qian patted his head.

"Silly boy, you will know when you grow up!"

Xiao Lu Shuo remembered what he saw secretly some nights. His father pressed his mother and kissed her until she burst into tears.

His little face flushed.

Some awkward.

Lu Qian heard about Mingzhu taking him to buy milk tea, so he took his son to buy it today.

There were many people in line, so he picked up little Lu Shuo.

Little Lu Shuo was even more uncomfortable. He was already a half-grown boy, 120 years old, and it was really embarrassing to be hugged by his father.

But he was reluctant to come down, so awkward.

Lu Qian bought a few copies, and when he got in the car, he looked at little Lu Shuo in the rearview mirror: "Why don't you eat?"

Xiao Lu Shuo held the milk tea.

It took a long time to say: "I want to drink with my mother."

Lu Qian's eyes were slightly wet, but he quickly retracted them, not letting his son see them.

The car drove into the villa.

When Lu Qian got out of the car, he thought Mingzhu was still upstairs and the little girl was still angry.

But as soon as I got out of the car, I smelled a fragrance.

He smiled, the old lady was cooking dinner, he was familiar with the smell.

Just thinking about it, the servant passed by with a plate of vinegared fish, and said happily: "Mr. is back. Today, the young mistress is learning cooking from the old lady. She said she was going to cook it for you! She accidentally cut her hand, and the old lady feels sorry for you." long time."

Lu Qian was slightly taken aback.

Immediately, he handed the milk tea snack to Xiao Lu Shuo, and said softly, "Go to my sister, don't give her milk tea."

Xiao Lu Shuo nodded.

Lu Qian strolled towards the kitchen.

The kitchen of the villa is very spacious. At this time, it was late at dusk, and all the wall lamps were turned on.

In the bursts of smoke and fire, his pearl was close to the old lady, and he was concentrating on learning how to cook. The old lady spoke softly, and he listened carefully...

Lu Qian went over and gently took her hand.

Delicate fingers, covered with tape.

He was very distressed, and his words were reproachful: "Why don't you take more rest and learn how to cook?"