Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

An Qi snickered in her heart. Even though Shangguan Xiaotian was only eight years old, he was a big kid, but he had a lot more wrinkles and ill intentions in his head.

On the deck, a sinister cold light flashed through someone's amber eyes.

Lu Qiao and Chen Huan separated the fish as he said and then counted them each.

Lu Ruofeng lost to Lu Zhenye by only one point and had to accept punishment.

The corners of his mouth tightened for a moment, and he secretly bit his back molars, but he only let go for a moment, revealing an indifferent smile.

"I'm willing to admit defeat."

Lu Zhenye shrugged, "It's okay, Brother, these are all the flavors you like. You can drink three large bowls of hot bean juice."

Chen Huan brought the bean juice, which is just like durian stinky tofu. People who like it can drink several bowls of it every day, but people who don't like it will vomit after one gulp.

Lu Ruofeng took it and said, "I haven't drank bean juice for a long time. I don't know if I can still accept the taste now."

The corner of Lu Junyan's mouth curled up slightly, "Don't worry, it must be the taste you like. This was made especially for you by your nanny Aunt Yun when you were a child."

He paused and asked, "Do you still have an impression of Aunt Yun? When the old man passed away five years ago, you met, and Aunt Yun also made your favorite bean juice."

Lu Ruofeng shook his head, "I don't really remember. You know, I have a bad memory. If the servant hadn't picked me up after getting off the plane, I probably wouldn't have been able to find my way back to the Lu family."

Lu Junyan smiled lightly, "It's okay. I'll have Aunt Yun come over. You can catch up on old times later. She misses you very much."

Lu Zhenye said: "The fourth child is still thoughtful. The second child will remember it when he sees Aunt Yun. Apart from Aunt Hong, he is the closest to Aunt Yun."

Lu Ruofeng opened her mouth and revealed a smile, "I also want to meet Aunt Yun. I hope I can think of her."

After he finished speaking, he drank the bean juice in the cup in one gulp.

After drinking, he took out his handkerchief and covered his mouth, hiding all his expressions behind the handkerchief.

An Qi brought him coriander juice again.

"I just took a bite, and it's actually pretty good. People who like coriander should be able to accept it."

Lu Ruofeng shrugged, "It doesn't matter. I'm willing to admit defeat. Who told me to lose? I haven't been in good health before, so I haven't gone fishing for a long time."

An Qi smiled slightly, "Second brother has returned to China now. Brothers should get together frequently and go fishing together when they have time. Junyan, eldest brother and cousin all like sea fishing."

Lu Ruofeng said: "After I improve my skills, I will compete with them again."

After speaking, he took the coriander juice from An Qi's hand.

The smell is quite strong and quite punchy to the nose.

He drank it in one gulp and frowned subconsciously.

Although it was only for a brief moment, An Qi did not miss this expression.

However, it is possible that people who like to eat cilantro do not like to drink cilantro juice.

Afterwards, the yacht sailed to an uninhabited island.

There is an extremely clean beach here.

An Qi and Lu Junyan went to the rocks to catch crabs.

An Qi had a question she wanted to ask him.

"Mr. Lu, after we remarry, will I be the first wife or the second wife?"

In the Lu family, the status of the first wife and the second wife is very different.

Lu Junyan could tell that she cared about this issue very much. Even if she cared about it, she was unwilling to remarry him and hold a wedding with him because she was worried about not being able to wear a white wedding dress.

"I'm not married to Yi Jing. Of course you are still my first wife. It's the same wife. How can there be a second marriage?"

An Qi pouted, "Anyway, our marriage certificate is not the same as before. It will definitely have the words "Second Marriage" printed on it."

Lu Junyan sweated slightly, stretched out his iron arms and hugged her slender waist, "Don't worry, I won't let them print it. Except for me, your first wife, no matter who you marry again, it will be your true second marriage."

An Qi rolled her eyes at him angrily, "It's not all your fault!"