Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

An Qi took the child over, "That's because she has seen you too few times and is very unfamiliar with you. You are often with her, doesn't she just kiss you? My daughter is my father's caring little cotton-padded jacket." .”

Lu Haochen didn't think that the little pine cone was his caring little cotton-padded jacket.

Lisa is following the girls to test their skills. In ancient times, fashion designers were weaver girls. So she was very interested in it all.

Lu Haochen looked at her and frowned slightly, "This Lisa only cares about herself and doesn't even care about her children."

"I wanted to take little rice cake, so I asked her to give it to me." An Qi kissed the child's chubby little feet, "little rice cake is so cute, I wanted to take her when I saw her."

Lu Haochen hoped that she would love Wujiwu.

Because I like him, I like little rice cakes.

"This little guy also likes you very much. She won't let anyone else hold her, and she only likes to be held by you."

An Qi smiled and glanced at Lisa, "If you put aside what happened before and take a good look at Lisa, you will find that she is actually quite good. Although she loves you very much, she will not be like 502 She clings to you like that and can't shake you off. She is willing to give you enough freedom. Look at Yi Jing, you want to stick to Lu Junyan directly. "

Lu Haochen fell silent.

This is also the reason why he is willing to wait for a while, otherwise he would have divorced long ago.

In this competition of cleverness, Lu Qiao finally won the championship and became the clever sister of the Lu family this year, and she liked to buy a luxury yacht.

Nini won third place.

Mimi received the encouragement award.

It was late at night, and everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

An Qi didn't want to sleep yet, so she sat in front of the window and looked at the Milky Way in the sky.

Vega and Altair face each other across the river.

This is the time of year when they are closest to each other.

Lu Junyan walked over, "What are you looking at?"

"Watch the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl performing on the Magpie Bridge." She joked.

"Have you noticed that the folk stories in our country are always that a poor man marries a fairy, and a poor scholar marries a noble daughter, and few are well-matched. Foreign fairy tales always have princesses marrying princes, and no matter how bad Cinderella is, she still ends up as a noble daughter. "

A mocking smile appeared on Lu Junyan's lips, "Because those folk tales were written by poor scholars."

An Qi smiled sarcastically. Men always scold women for being money-worshipping, wanting to marry rich families, and looking down on poor people like them. In fact, they are just as money-worshiping as women. They want to marry Bai Fumei, and their hearts are much more honest than their mouths.

"When I was a child, I read the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl and felt that the Emperor of Heaven was too unkind and separated a pair of lovers. Now that I have grown up, I feel that the Emperor of Heaven did the right thing. If it were me, my daughter who was as beautiful as a flower and jade would be destitute and useless. , I was ruined by a rough man who didn’t even know how to read. I have to suffer and suffer with him every day. I will definitely be pissed to death.”

Lu Junyan rubbed her little head and said, "From now on, we will personally select our son-in-law."

An Qi blinked, seemed to have thought of something, and made a face, "I originally thought that the romantic gene of your Lu family is passed on to boys but not to girls. I didn't expect that girls will inherit it. Lu Qiao has already paid twenty-five Got a boyfriend."

Lu Junyan smiled disapprovingly, "Her nickname is Princess Flower. She changes boyfriends every two weeks on average and only plays Plato. It's not a bad thing for a girl to have countless men. It's better than being hopelessly in love. "

An Qi curled her lips, "That's true, no one will end well if their love brain is struck by lightning, so I will never become a love brain."

Lu Junyan grabbed the tip of her chin and said, "You can fall in love with me, and I guarantee you won't be struck by lightning."

"Forget it, my brain doesn't secrete dopamine now, so I feel very calm."