I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Huai also found it unexpected that Ah Yan became his father Lu Liao this time.

Sensing the gaze being watched, Lu Liao's sharp eyes fixed on the boy who was going downstairs, so his expression froze. There were housekeepers, assistants and many servants standing in the living room, but they all seemed to fade away at this moment. That delicate and beautiful child on the stairs remained.

Rong Huai, for this child who continues his blood, Lu Liao has no affection at all. He is usually busy with his career, although he is not hesitating to spend money to hire someone to take care of this child, but he has no time to accompany and intervene at all.

Moreover, Rong Huai's personality didn't please him, he had a coquettish and extravagant style, he ate, drank, played and had fun all day without thinking about making progress, and even crazily spent money on an out-of-date actor, making it known to everyone that he was not at all similar to himself.

He usually feels bored when he looks at Rong Huai more than once, and Rong Huai also has self-knowledge, except for asking him for something or buying something, he is like a mouse hiding from a cat every day, and avoids him when he sees him, which makes him even more sensitive to this child. hit rock bottom.

However, these despicable impressions have disappeared at a glance today.

Standing on the third-to-last staircase, Rong Huai was wearing a very simple white shirt, his back was straight, and his demeanor was completely different from before.

He didn't dodge his gaze, he looked straight at him, and the exquisite facial features were highlighted, bright and coquettish, with a pair of sparkling eyes, people couldn't take their eyes off when looking at him, the natural style and luxury were fully revealed on him .

Unable to tell what kind of feeling it was, Lu Liao stood still, and there was a buzzing sound in his mind, and his heart rate suddenly accelerated, as if he had been hit by a high-frequency bullet, making him dizzy.

If it wasn't his child in front of him, he almost thought he would fall in love at first sight.

What is going on?

Before Lu Liao could figure it out, the accident happened suddenly.

The momentary astonishment caused Rong Huai who was going downstairs to step on the ground, and the door lost his balance in an instant, and he fell directly down the smooth stairs.

Lu Liao's physical reaction was faster than his consciousness, and he grabbed Rong Huai with his arms outstretched before the servant who rushed over screaming.

It was only now that Rong Huai recovered from the shock that Ah Yan became his father, a pair of strong and powerful arms wrapped around his waist tightly, and the hot familiar breath rushed to his face, covering his entire senses in an instant.

"Get a doctor," Lu Liao turned to the housekeeper with a serious expression on his face.

"I'm fine..." Being hugged in front of so many people, Rong Huai's face was blushed, and he was struggling to jump down, but he felt the back of his head being pressed by a big palm, and his face was buried in it. Lu Liao's firm chest.

Lu Liao looked down at him, his mature and stable face was gloomy and terrifying: "What are you moving about? I'll carry you to the bedroom and look at your ankles."

"No sprain." Rong Huai justified.

Lu Liao didn't like to talk too much, Rong Huai felt his body being hugged horizontally, and strode towards the bedroom.

"You can't be careless about this sprain," the butler followed behind, babbling: "I used to have a distant cousin in my hometown who broke his leg when he went to work in the fields. He didn't pay attention and became disabled and gradually limped. gone."

Rong Huai felt those hot big hands, like iron tongs, wrapping his buttocks tightly, the tips of his ears gradually turned red, and his face was buried in Lu Liao's arms, and he was unwilling to lift it up.

But in the bottom of my heart, I felt at ease because of the familiar atmosphere.

Arrived in a strange world again, even if he has no memory, Ah Yan will feel throbbing and worrying about him.

This made him feel a secret joy gradually.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his body being thrown up by Lu Liao, bouncing up and down twice. Lu Liao asked, "What do you usually eat? So thin?"

Rong Huai said: "...It's a normal home-cooked dish."

"That's lack of exercise. You can even fall down the stairs." Lu Liao kicked open the door and put him on the bed: "I will move back to live in the future, and I will supervise you to exercise in the morning."

In fact, in the past, it was absolutely impossible for Lu Liao to make such a request. Firstly, he himself would not normally live in the old house, and secondly, his father-son relationship with Rong Huai was not that deep.

But I don't know why today, looking at Ronghuai who is lying softly and docilely in his arms, he wants to take care of him and take care of him.

Rong Huai also didn't want to go back to the house he usually lived in, facing Li Rusheng's old face every day, so he said softly, "I see."

The system sensed his thoughts, and interjected: "...One thing to say, Lu's father is older than Li Rusheng."

Rong Huai pretended not to hear it, Lu Liao put him on the bed and said, "Take off your shoes and socks."

"There's really no sprain." Rong Huai kicked off the slippers, and as soon as his fingers touched the edge of the socks, Lu Liao bent down to help him take off the socks: "Don't move, I'll do it."

The feet under the cashmere socks are as white as jade, with graceful lines, light blue blood vessels spreading on the jade-colored instep, the toes are pink and round, and even the nails are crystal clear.

Lu Liao's eyes were focused and serious, Rong Huai shrank back, and the soles of his feet were grasped. Compared with Lu Liao's hot and wide palms, his jade feet were even more small and exquisite. A trembling tingling sensation.

After pressing a few joints, Lu Liao asked, "Is it sore? Does it hurt?"

Rong Huai's cheeks were thin and red, biting the white sleeve of his shirt: "...Itchy."

"Then it's all right." Lu Liao let go of his hands, straightened his body, and straightened his cuffs. "Put on your socks, and then come down to eat."

"Pay attention to the stairs when you go downstairs, don't ask me to pick you up again."

The system laughed out loud, Rong Huai: "...I will pay attention."

Lu Liao closed the bedroom door and walked out.

When he was in the corridor, he rubbed his fingers. The delicate touch seemed to remain on his fingertips. He lowered his head, touched his lips to his fingertips, and then suddenly realized what he was doing, and his face changed like a palette.

Rong Huai didn't know that such a good show happened after Lu Liao went out. He put on his socks again and changed into a pair of non-slip slippers before going downstairs to eat.

There was a long table in the dining room, Lu Liao was already sitting on one side, Rong Huai hesitated for a moment, thinking that if it was the original owner, it would definitely be impossible to sit next to Lu Liao, so he sat down on the opposite side.

"Sit down," Lu Liao asked, clasping his fingers on the table, "Sitting so far away, will I eat you?"

Only then did Rong Huai move over.

When they were eating, there were many servants standing beside them, all of them lowered their heads quietly and did not speak.

Lu Liao has a violent temper, and he has changed more than a dozen batches of servants alone. He especially doesn't like people making noises while eating.

But for some reason, he wanted to listen to Rong Huai's words. Rong Huai was lowering his head, sipping his rice, when a piece of fat suddenly appeared in his bowl. Lu Liao asked him, "How are you doing at school these two days?" ?”

That's right, the original body is still a senior student, majoring in computer science, and his dream is to open a triple-A game company in the future, but after chasing Li Rusheng, he started to slack off, and he didn't even dare to tell Lu Liao that he was living with Li Rusheng outside , Lu Liao still thought he lived in the school.

Rong Huai turned a corner with his chopsticks, did not touch the piece of fat, and continued to pick up the rice underneath: "It's not bad."

The topic ended here, and Lu Liao felt a bit of a headache. He had never been deeply in love with his son, and now he wanted to talk a little more, but he didn't know what topic to pick up. game CD, and gave Rong Huai another piece of meat, and then asked: "Do you usually like to play games?"

"Yes," Rong Huai put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at him with a smile: "So I want to start a game company after graduation."

Lu Liao frowned, and the words of reprimand were on his lips.

He thinks he understands Rong Huai's temperament very well. He used to always ask him for sports cars, yachts and luxury goods, and he also liked to chase after an out-of-date actor. He is still idle at this age, but when it comes to starting a company, It's the first time.

Rong Huai smiled all over his face, and looked at Shang Lu Liao coldly and seriously.

In the past, Lu Liao would have scolded him without saying a word, but for some reason, seeing Rong Huai's beautiful and delicate face today, he couldn't say no.

He has a strong desire to control, and he knows everything about the family business. After pondering for a while, Lu Liao finally said, "I have a small game studio in my hand, I can give you practice skills, if you can't make achievements..."

He wanted to say that then he had to give up the idea of ​​starting a game company.

But Rong Huai wrapped his arms around him, leaning against his soft and slender body, leaning his small head on his muscular shoulders, and said with a curved lips, "Thank you, Dad."

Lu Liao couldn't say anything after that.

system:……

He really underestimated the integrity of the host, and this father can also be called out so naturally and smoothly.

As long as no one else is around, Rong Huai can let go, not to mention that once the name is said, it will be smoother to say it later. He put his cheek on Lu Liao's arm and said softly, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely not Let you down."

Rong Huai hugged him for a while, then let go of his hand, bowed his head and continued to eat, but Lu Liao was a little absent-minded. When Rong Huai hugged him, he felt hot all over, but when Rong Huai let go of his hand, he felt lost again, and his mood fluctuated without any thoughts time to eat.

After more than ten minutes, Lu Liao recalled the debit text message he received on his phone in the afternoon, "The card I gave you has a payment of 3000 million... Have you been chasing after that old actor lately?"

"I told you before that actors are ruthless. It's not worth it for you to spend your heart and soul for that kind of person."

In the past, the original owner admired and feared Lu Liao, but if something happened to Li Rusheng, he would have the courage to argue that Li Rusheng is not an actor, how hard he is and how motivated he is.

Rong Huai didn't have such thoughts, he propped his chin and smiled: "I won't chase after him anymore, I have already drawn a clear line with him, the posters and banners in the bedroom are all lost."

Lu Liao thought about it for a moment. He rarely went to Ronghuai's bedroom. The walls inside were covered with posters of Li Rusheng, and it hurt his eyes to look at them.

But just now the wall was indeed empty.

"Besides," Rong Huai put Lu Liao's palm on his cheek and rubbed it lightly, his smile was brighter than spring flowers and autumn moons: "Instead of worshiping Li Rusheng, it's better to worship father."

The core of the system is burning hot: the grass is ah, the host, you even flirt with your own father!

Lu Liao's eyes darkened, and the touch of his palm was delicate and soft. He hated other people touching him the most, but Rong Huai's closeness... was like a small claw scratching at his heart, which made him feel itchy, numb and numb. itch.

Is it because Rong Huai is his son?

Rong Huai didn't seem to notice his stiffness, and wiped the corners of his mouth twice with a napkin, then stood up: "Dad, take it easy."

When he left the dining table, Lu Liao was not in the mood to continue eating. He accidentally glanced at the door, but saw that Rong Huai's bowl was empty, and the meal was finished, only the two pieces of fat left by him.

Lu Liao: Is he being rejected? ,.