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Lu Zhoucheng was a little surprised by Zhao Xiaohui's words.

After knowing each other for so long, the relationship between the two has developed to the point where they are about to get married. Zhao Xiaohui has never said that she wants Lu Zhoucheng to return to her home to meet her parents.

In fact, Zhao Xiaohui only had such thoughts because she felt that the matter had reached a point where she had to face it.

It's better to choose a day than to hit it. She doesn't want to delay it any longer.

Before, they were not sure about Lu Zhoucheng's thoughts, and the two were still in a state of breaking up, but now that they have reconciled, it is time for their relationship to go further than before.

"If you are willing, we can go back together at noon." Zhao Xiaohui said again.

She saw that Lu Zhoucheng's expression was cautious and serious. It seemed that he was not just talking casually, but had already thought about it.

Lu Zhoucheng also looked at Zhao Xiaohui. The two looked at each other silently for a few seconds. Suddenly, Lu Zhoucheng stood up from the bed to the floor.

"Since this is the case, why are you delaying? Hurry up and go out. On the way there, you have to go to the mall to buy some gifts!"

Zhao Xiaohui laughed suddenly. Seeing that Lu Zhoucheng was like this, he took the matter of returning to her home very seriously.

This can't help but make Zhao Xiaohui a little worried. Her mother's impression of Lu Zhoucheng is not very good. Now that she really goes home to meet her parents, will things go smoothly?

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During meal time, Zhao Xiaohui and Lu Zhoucheng appeared at the door of her home on time.

The two looked at each other, Zhao Xiaohui took a breath and rang her doorbell.

Soon her father came out and opened the door. When he opened the door and saw his daughter, he looked confused: "Why did you ring the doorbell when you got home?"

Zhao Xiaohui smiled bitterly: "A sense of ceremony, a sense of ceremony."

"A sense of ritual?" Zhao Xiaohui's father looked puzzled: "What kind of sense of ritual do you have all of a sudden?"

Zhao Xiaohui took half a step back and said to her father: "Dad, I brought someone back."

After saying that, Lu Zhoucheng, who was behind the door, took a step forward and appeared in front of Zhao Xiaohui's father.

"Uncle, hello, I am Lu Zhoucheng." Lu Zhoucheng nodded to the elders and introduced himself.

"You, you are, Lu... Lu Zhoucheng!" Zhao Xiaohui's father did not expect that Lu Zhoucheng would appear in his home like this, and he was so surprised that he couldn't express his words clearly.

At this time, the voice of Zhao Xiaohui's mother came from inside: "Old Zhao, who is here? You haven't invited anyone in for a long time."

She heard the doorbell ring just now, but she was busy in the kitchen and couldn't stay away.

Seeing her husband standing at the door for a while without letting anyone in, she was a little confused as to who was coming.

"Old lady, come here quickly." Zhao Xiaohui's father didn't know how to introduce him, so he had to ask his wife to come over and take a look.

Zhao Xiaohui's mother heard the sound and came out. She was still wearing an apron and holding a spatula.

"Xiaohui brought Lu Zhoucheng back..." When Zhao Xiaohui's mother passed by her father, the old man whispered in his wife's ear.

Zhao Xiaohui's mother walked to the door and looked up to see the talented Lu Zhoucheng. He was wearing formal clothes, standing tall and tall at the door, with his hands full of bags.

"Mom, let me introduce, this..." Zhao Xiaohui just started to introduce, her mother interrupted her: "Don't speak, let him speak for himself."

Zhao Xiaohui was frightened by her mother's posture as soon as she arrived, and she didn't know if Lu Zhoucheng could catch it.

On the way here, she had reminded him countless times that the lunch meal was not that delicious, and told Lu Zhoucheng not to have too high expectations.

Lu Zhoucheng was full of confidence, saying that he was ready and confident to take down Zhao Xiaohui's parents.

"Hello, aunt, I am Xiaohui's boyfriend Lu Zhoucheng." Lu Zhoucheng bowed to Zhao Xiaohui's mother and said politely.

"Lu Zhoucheng..." Zhao Xiaohui's mother held the spatula in her hand. She walked forward slowly, slowly circled around Lu Zhoucheng, and observed him 360 degrees.

"Mom, what are you doing..." Zhao Xiaohui was a little embarrassed on the side, feeling that her mother was like choosing something in the vegetable market.

"Don't talk," Zhao Xiaohui's mother greeted her again, then raised the hand holding the spatula.

"Mom!" Zhao Xiaohui exclaimed, seeing her mother's spatula about to swing over and hit Lu Zhoucheng's head.