Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

Mrs. Lu is like a child who has done something wrong. Even though she knows she is wrong, she still refuses to repent and is very stubborn.

Aunt Yang, who was having a headache, just whispered, "Give Miaomiao to me."

"So the baby's name is Miaomiao. What a nice name." Mrs. Lu said to herself.

As she spoke, Mrs. Lu did not forget to move toward the door and try to slip out.

Aunt Yang stopped her sideways, her tone very helpless, "Madam, please stop making trouble."

She can see.

Madam Lu pointed at Miaomiao and pleaded quietly, "Aunt Yang, you know how much I want a daughter."

You bring back such a cute girl, isn't this tempting her to test the edge of breaking the law?

Aunt Yang: What a mistake. I forgot there was a thief in the house.

A certain "house thief" took advantage of Aunt Yang's distraction, picked up Miaomiao and ran away.

"Madam." Aunt Yang stopped the sneaky Madam Lu.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and they didn't dare to speak loudly for fear of waking Miaomiao up. They could only whisper in a voice not much louder than a mosquito, "Stop making trouble, ma'am."

Mrs. Lu looked at Aunt Yang, then at the soft child in her arms, and her eyes suddenly became firm.

Today she will fight to the end for Miaomiao.

"Please, Aunt Yang."

Just as the two were negotiating, a servant came up from the stairs. Because of the angle, he did not see Miaomiao who was fighting for her in their arms, and just thought that it was the Madam and Aunt Yang who were talking.

"Madam, the master called."

The overly loud voice echoed throughout the entire space.

Mrs. Lu and Aunt Yang turned around at the same time and gestured to keep quiet.

Even so, the remedy was still of little use, because Miao Miao rubbed her eyes sleepily and got up, "What are you doing?"

Mrs. Lu stuffed Miaomiao back into her arms and said, "Good baby, go to sleep quickly. Mommy is with you."

Under Mrs. Lu's warm care, Miaomiao struggled hard to stretch out a chubby little hand, "Miaomiao, I can't breathe."

Let go wow.

This love is a bit heavy.

As soon as Mrs. Lu let go of her hand, she looked around in confusion.

She remembered that she was sleeping, so why was she standing at the door now?

Opposite me was Aunt Yang, and I was in the arms of this beautiful aunt.

Miaomiao, who had just woken up, clapped her hands suddenly. She knew.

Miao Miao looked serious and said righteously, "Auntie, you are so beautiful, why do you want to steal a child?"

"This is wrong."

Mrs. Lu: ...

"what?"

Aunt Yang laughed out loud, Miaomiao was not wrong.

Pointing at herself, Mrs. Lu was at a loss, but looking at Miaomiao, she suddenly looked at Aunt Yang with sparkling eyes, "Aunt Yang, did you hear that? Miaomiao praised me for being beautiful."

Aunt Yang: This family will break up without me.

The ignored servant looked downstairs and felt sad for the young master for a second.

Unable to arouse Mrs. Lu's maternal love, the servant had to go downstairs by herself, answered the phone, and said to Lu Yizhou, "Master, your mother is jealous of another woman and has no time to care about you."

The system was stunned. Wow, this description ability sounds correct, but it is full of pitfalls.

Lu Yizhou on the other end of the phone had a head full of question marks. He raised his eyes and asked, "Huh?"

Is his father such a failure that he has fallen to the point of competing with a woman for his mother's heart?

Lu Yizhou, who always likes to watch the fun, turned around and called his father.

Among them, there are also some of Lu Yizhou's personal emotions, such as appropriate fanning the flames and mocking Lu's father.

Father Lu was working diligently in his own company when he suddenly received a call from his rebellious son. He was a little suspicious. After hearing what his rebellious son said, Father Lu became angry and anxious.

"You're talking nonsense." This forced the elegant father Lu to swear, "You actually spread rumors and tried to sow discord between us. You just wait for me."

Having said this, Father Lu angrily hung up the phone on his rebellious son Lu Yizhou. The next second, he immediately arranged for people to postpone his work meetings.

There couldn't be a fire in his backyard. When he touched his hair, it felt green as well.

No way, yesterday, he just made love with his dear wife, and it seemed that his wife was quite fond of him, so why did he change his mind today?

It must be that rebellious son who was spreading rumors, Father Lu nodded affirmatively.

Otherwise, at most, there is a shameless woman who is seducing his beautiful, gentle wife.

Wife, wait for him, he will be home soon to defend their love.

After doing all this, the assistant beside Lu Yizhou was speechless.

Lu Yizhou raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

The assistant shook his head and said, "Nothing, Brother Lu, you are really amazing."

He doesn't even spare his own parents and is dedicated to killing everyone.

Holding the mirror, Lu Yizhou looked at his face and admired his beautiful appearance. "Have you found that scent?"

Don’t mention it. The moment I mentioned this, the young assistant even had the idea of ​​hanging himself.

This master is not a bad person, but he causes more trouble than anyone else.

Take this time for example, Brother Lu sneaked out and was caught by his fans, but luckily nothing unexpected happened.

Before they could start to rejoice, they saw Lu Yizhou telling them that he was looking for someone whose age, name, and even gender were unknown.

There is only one main feature, which is that it has a sweet milky scent.

The man appeared among the crowd that surrounded him that day.

The young assistant wanted to grab Lu Yizhou, shake his shoulders, and shout, "Brother Lu, wake up."

What is the sweet milky flavor, Brother Lu? Has your fan base expanded to the baby market?

The key point is, how could he distinguish this smell among so many people? It couldn't be a dog, cough.

Meeting Lu Yizhou's gaze, the young assistant suppressed his complaints.

There was no other way. Even though their boss was mentally ill, they were workers with working spirits, so they had to go and look for him as Lu Yizhou requested.

But there were too many people surrounding Lu Yizhou that day, and they searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone who met his requirements.

There were two people who smelled of milk. One was a mother who had just given birth, and the other was a gay man who had taken a milk bath for three days and applied milk body lotion.

One asked if they needed breast milk.

It was with great difficulty that we persuaded this great mother, whose love was overflowing with maternal love, to leave.

The next gay guy who came on stage was even more explosive. He threw a seductive glance at Lu Yizhou as soon as he came up, and was about to throw himself on him seductively.

Before being asked to leave, he said in a shrill voice, "I am a sweet, milky little gay, you don't know my worth."

Lu Yizhou's face turned completely black, "Shut his mouth."

Looking at the ceiling speechlessly, Lu Yizhou seemed to have lost his soul.

That smell, could it be an illusion?