Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

An Qi made a face, "You are his... uncle. A nephew is like an uncle, and a nephew is like an uncle. Isn't it normal?"

Lu Junyan leaned forward suddenly, his handsome face almost touching hers, "Is he really my nephew?"

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could look into her heart through her eyes at any time, and see all her little secrets.

An Qi lowered her eyes subconsciously, her thick long eyelashes covering her twinkling eyes, "What do you mean, he is not your nephew, whose nephew is it?"

Lu Junyan grabbed the tip of her chin and forced her to raise her head to look at him, "You said before that Little Pinecone was the reincarnation of Erbao, and you kept urging me to be nice to him. Are you hinting at me?"

His tone was like a whisper of evening wind, but it stirred up a storm in An Qi's heart.

"Hint?" She laughed out loud, "Husband, I found that you also have a rich imagination. Do you watch idol dramas with me every day? It's influenced by your ears and eyes, and it opens up your imagination."

Lu Junyan stretched out his big hand and rubbed her head, "Maybe so. Once I open my mind, I can't close it, and it will open wider and wider."

An Qi sweated secretly.

We have to quickly block his mind.

She leaned back on the chair and looked into the yard, "I have always regarded the little pine cone as my second treasure, so that I will not be sad about losing my second treasure. I hope you can do the same, and I don't want you to be immersed in sadness all the time." middle."

"It's impossible for me to regard Little Pinecone as my second treasure, unless he is the real second treasure." He said decisively without hesitation.

Erbao is his son, not Lu Haochen's son.

An Qi sighed, "Don't you like Little Pinecone? He always likes to go against you?"

Lu Junyan said coldly: "Indeed, I dislike him very much. Accepting him is entirely for your sake, so don't expect me to treat him as my own. This is impossible. My son is only a small child." Qin, he is just a nephew."

His tone was cold and there was a look of disgust on his face.

An Qi almost fainted.

Although Little Pinecone is a little naughty and has a bit of a venomous tongue, he is so cute and soft. There is no need for him to be so fussy about it, right?

"Little Song Guo is just a child. He is not even five years old yet. He is as smart and cute as Xiao Qian. You are the number one son in Dragon City. You won't be so stingy and care about a child, right?"

Lu Junyan grimaced, "I'm so stingy, there's nothing I can do about it. He always helps Lu Haochen and goes against me. If he hadn't been a child, I would have dealt with him at home."

An Qi was speechless, "So your kindness to Little Pinecone before was all just an act?"

Lu Junyan said: "He is my nephew. Naturally, I can't be too harsh on him, but it is impossible to like him. I only like my own son."

An Qi was in a mess in the wind, and a row of black crows flew past in front of her eyes.

"No wonder Little Pinecone doesn't like you either. He must have felt that you didn't like him, so he didn't dare to get close to you."

Lu Junyan said: "He doesn't need to be close to me, and I don't expect him to be close to me. He just needs to respect me. I am his uncle and the head of the Lu family. He must respect me."

An Qi vomited blood, "He is my son after all. You don't have to be so cold, right?"

"He is your and Lu Haochen's son, not my son." Lu Junyan said unceremoniously, his voice as cold as the collision between icicles, without any warmth.

An Qi wanted to die, thinking that he was really generous and didn't care about what happened between her and Lu Haochen, but she didn't expect that it was all just pretending, and now his true colors have been revealed.

"If you care about my past with Haochen, just say it directly without beating around the bush."