The vixen's journey through time

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The Lu family cherishes the fool so much that even though he is a fool, they still give him the best living conditions.

He was even given a child bride, Wang Qing, who also served as his nanny.

Isn’t it because the fool is a boy, with a penis, and can carry on the Lu family’s bloodline?

Since Director Lu attaches so much importance to this, then, if we give the Lu family a descendant, as long as it is a boy, what does it matter who the boy is born to?

Wang Qing's eyes turned fierce, and she exerted force with her hands. She used the scissors that had been sharpened to a shine to cut the legs of the fool who had taken off his pants...

"Well!--"

The idiot's eyes almost popped out of his head, red bloodshot appeared in his eyeballs, and veins in his temples bulged.

There was also blood oozing out of the mouth that was stuffed with a torn sock. It was probably because he bit his tongue or his teeth too hard and injured his gums.

Why not use force?

The cone was cut off alive!

Separated by a wall.

The women of the Lu family and the fool of the Lu family were tortured beyond recognition.

The eyes of the perpetrators were filled with joy and madness...

So far, two members of the Lu family have been retaliated against.

The only one missing is Director Lu.

Director Lu, a man that made Wang Qing feel sick just by looking at him, a man she wanted to kill.

The next day, Wang Qing greeted him with a smile.

"Uncle, why did you get up so early today?"

"Is Auntie up yet?"

"You haven't woken up yet? Then let me make breakfast for today?..."

Wang Qing asked even though she knew the answer.

Having said that, he went to the kitchen to get busy.

At the Lu family's dinner table this morning, only Wang Qing and Director Lu were present.

"Why hasn't Auntie woken up yet? Usually at this time, she would have prepared the meal."

"She's probably too tired, so let her sleep a little longer. I've saved some breakfast for her, so let's eat first, uncle."

Director Lu had no expression on his face. Wang Qing mentioned the women of the Lu family many times, but he did not respond.

"Uncle, have a taste of this steamed bun. When I was kneading the dough, I cracked an egg into it. I think it will taste better..." Wang Qing said as she took out a steamed bun from the bamboo basket and handed it to Director Lu.

Maybe it was a little hot, and when she handed it to her, her hands were shaking so much that she didn't notice Director Lu's outstretched hand.

Then, the three hands collided without warning.

One takes it, one hands it over.

Wang Qing's hands and the steamed bun were both held by Director Lu's hands.

She glanced at Director Lu, then froze like a deer, withdrew her gaze and hands, and her face turned visibly red.

"Uncle, please eat more. You have lost weight these days."

"Is it because uncle is used to me cooking, and now aunt is cooking, so uncle can't get used to it for a while?"

"Then I should cook from now on, right? For my uncle, I have to take care of Brother Lu and cook at the same time. It's okay if I work harder..."

Sometimes men are too shrewd, but sometimes they are extremely blind.

Director Lu didn't understand Wang Qing's gossip. He only heard the girl's deep concern for him.

Which man can bear being cared for by such a young girl?

Others may not know, but Director Lu can’t do it.

There was a steamed bun in both hands. The bun was soft and fluffy and smelled of eggs.

The hand that touched me inadvertently was also soft and tender.

It’s good to be young!

good skin.

Unlike that yellow-faced woman in his family, whose hands were like cracked branches, and could scratch him when she gave him a massage.

Beautiful face.

It’s full of collagen, just like the steamed bun in his hand, it looks appetizing and makes me want to eat it.

Bright eyes.

Twinkle, twinkle, and when I look at him, it's like water, pouring into the lake of his heart, creating ripples...