Of course Lu Yao doesn't act coquettishly, but he can't learn the kind of coquettishness of the little girl. The only thing to learn from is his three-year-old niece.

Have a meal, have a hug...

Recently, Xuanxuan's mother has been correcting her problem. Xuanxuan spoke late and was speechless. At the beginning, she only knew how to say one word by one. In order to make it easier for her to speak, she taught her to repetitive words, Fanfan, Tangtang, Qiuqiu... As a result, she developed a habit. Now she is just repetitive words. Although she is cute, her mother is very worried.

At this moment, the sister-in-law glared at Lu Yao seriously, "Lu Shiyi, how old are you! Don't set a bad example for my daughter."

Lu Yao smiled and begged for mercy, "I was wrong with my sister-in-law."

Then I went to see Chen Linhuan and whispered in her ear: "I'll laugh again and I'll take a look."

Chen Linhuan: “…”

She looked up at him, but he smiled, and his eyes seemed to be smiling, with a deep and passionate feeling.

When he was in school, Lu Yao was very fond of girls. A thin-skinned girl would blush when he glanced at her.

Her left hand was pressed by him, half of her body was in his arms, and the tip of her nose was the woody aroma of cedar and other mixed together on him. She curled her fingers, biting the food he fed, and whispered, "Don't eat."

Lu Yao laughed twice, and saw that she was so upset that she was speechless, and she was in a happy mood, so she didn't force her.

After dinner, Zhao Qingzhi didn't believe the wound Lu Yao treated, so he called the doctor to come and checked Chen Linhuan. The scalds covered half of the back of his hand, and there were small, small blisters faintly on the upper half of his middle and ring fingers. Her skin was white and tender, and she looked shocking.

It hurts really, it’s burning and very uncomfortable.

Chen Linhuan grew up so old, and her family put a lot of pressure on her family, but she had never suffered from flesh and blood. But she never said anything. She was very quiet when she removed the gauze. Zhao Qingzhi glanced at her and didn't know how she practiced this temperament.

The two of them didn't go back tonight and lived in the old house. The next day, Lu Yao went to the company, but Chen Linhuan did not go.

It rained again this day, and the four seasons of Tianjin City are distinct. Autumn is usually dry, but it is rainy this year.

Chen Linhuan got up early and accompanied Guan Tai for a walk in the garden. Guan Tai asked her, "Tomorrow is the day to go back, right?"

Chen Linhuan almost forgot about it, her brows sternly and she said "yes".

My mood suddenly became unhappy.

Guan Tai seemed to just ask casually, and the topic turned elsewhere. The two of them walked aside for a while and went back to have a meal.

At the dinner table, Zhao Qingzhi personally fed her. Chen Linhuan felt at a loss and was at a loss. Zhao Qingzhi smiled, "Why are you polite to mom? Look at you, I'm anxious to eat yourself. I'll come back at 11 noon and call him when the time comes."

As he said that, Guan Tai laughed, "How can you serve people on the 11th? Take a nanny back! Otherwise, it would be fine to let Huanhuan live here, and there are more people in the family, so it's more convenient."

Zhao Qingzhi: "Mom, you just spoil him, you have to send him a lot of drivers, housekeepers and servants over there and ask him to take him.

They all like to live a small life.

Eleventh, he was spoiled, he could not do anything, and he could not serve him and asked him to learn something."

It is difficult for a couple to practice everything by pretending to others, and it is not easy to cultivate feelings.

Guan is too old and he is no longer as ruthless as he was when he was young. He laughed, "Eleventh is the youngest among boys. I was not willing to beat him when I was a child.

Unexpectedly, he was also successful in the end.”

Zhao Qingzhi: "It's still too young."

Guan Tai lived in hard days and shook his head: "His grandfather is as old as his age, and he is not so bold in doing things. He is much better than his grandfather."

"Don't praise him. What were the conditions for dad at that time and what were the conditions now? His two uncles were supporting him, and dad was covering him. If General Taiping could not be a good general, he would be too boring."

The two chatted, and Chen Linhuan just ate silently, and roughly got to know the Lu family better.

Lu Yaoxing eleven, among his grandchildren, there are fourteen children alone.

Along the generation, I brought my cousin, including seven uncles, two aunts, four brothers in Mr. Lu's generation, and now only one is left.

From a long time ago, one street in South Street was known as Lujia Street. There are many garden villas on both sides, and the Lu family lives there.

When Lu Yao was born in the fourth generation, the elders simply started to queue up in order to keep their hearts in order to be able to be together.

Lu Yao ranked eleventh.

There are four older brothers and six older sisters on Eleven.

He was indeed spoiled since childhood and raised a noble young master, but he was not sick of him. He was the leader of his generation, and in the business district, how many people wanted to marry his daughter to him.

Unexpectedly, I chose Chen Linhuan in the end.

Chen Linhuan had a nightmare all night, but she couldn't remember what she dreamed of in the dream, but she only remembered that she was very scared and afraid, and kept running in the dream, as if she was being chased by something, or as if she was trying to escape.

When she woke up, her left hand curled up beside her body and her right hand rested on his chest. He held her right wrist, as if she was afraid that she would touch her.

Lu Yao was awake too and looked down at her.

Chen Linhuan swallowed, his throat was dry, and in his scrutiny, he explained softly, "I've had a nightmare."

Lu Yao pulled her into his arms and asked in a low voice, "What did you dream about?"

She couldn't sleep well all night and rubbed around him.

"I can't remember it."

Chen Linhuan felt sweaty on his body, and didn't want to rub against him, so he moved a little a little away.

Lu Yao raised his eyebrows, feeling a little disappointed in her escape, and she didn't say anything to him, so he folded up from the bed, "Get up! Go back to the door with you today."

The two of them were still in the old house. Zhao Qingzhi prepared a return ceremony for Lu Yao and told him to be polite when he met his elders.

Lu Yao nodded frequently, "I understand."

After getting in the car, Chen Linhuan started to be beating wildly. She didn't know what would happen, but she always felt that something bad would happen.

She looked at Lu Yao several times, but she wanted to speak but stopped.

Finally, he frowned and kept looking out of the car window.

After Lu Yao said a few words to her, she was a little absent-minded. Her mind was full of the Lu family. They were very nice to her, caring about her, and caring about her. She knew that it was because she was Lu Yao's wife.

But she doesn't understand why.

I don't understand why they are so good.

Her heartbeats faster and faster, and she feels more and more tight and shortness of breath.

At the end, even a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. She turned around and looked at Lu Yao, "Why did you agree to marry me?"

Lu Yao was silent for a moment and asked her, "What do you think?"

Chen Linhuan stopped talking again, and she continued to look out the car window.

When I saw the familiar gate of the Shen family, I saw the neatly trimmed garden in the small villa. Roses did not bloom at this time. Cheng Zhilin liked red roses. Her garden was full of red roses, and various varieties, some of which were not suitable for growing here at all, but she didn't care. She wanted her garden to bloom all year round.

Chen Linhuan's heartbeat finally calmed down.

Then I finally realized that she was afraid to go home.

The fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was a curse that she could not escape even if she ran for the rest of her life.

She felt her brain buzzing, and she resisted the desire to vomit and entered the house with Lu Yao.

The Shen family came out, smiling and kind.

Chen Linhuan knew the face of each of them, and knew how they were planning to cut flesh and drink blood from Lu Yao at this moment.

It was noon when the meal was ready. The two of them came in and sat down. Lu Yao wanted to feed her, but she said, "No."

The mother smiled beside her: "Look at how good Ayao is to you, don't speak so hard.

Girls are gentle.”

In the Shen family, Lu Yao finally restrained himself a lot. She said no, but he didn't force him. He just saw that he had a hard time eating with his left hand, and finally stopped eating, so he felt unhappy.

She was particularly cold today.

Because I had a nightmare last night?

What did you dream of?

Dreaming of divorce again?

Lu Yao pursed his lips, absent-minded.

Cheng Zhilin chattered around, and as she spoke, she said to the child, "While being young, hurry up and ask for the child.

Huanhuan is the same. I have said a long time ago that you can take care of your family at home after getting married. How much money does the family rely on you to make?

Let’s see what your hand is now hurt, and A Yao has to take care of you.”

Chen Linhuan looked up at Cheng Zhilin, her eyes cold like a poisonous snake, the kind that would jump up and bite you if you didn't dare.

Chen Linhuan felt that her brain was buzzing even more. She didn't want to say something disgusting in front of Lu Yao, so she lowered her head again.

But Cheng Zhilin was stunned by her cold eyes, and was immediately covered by anger and blurted out, "The ungrateful wolf."

Lu Yao put down his chopsticks and frowned.

Shen Boqian noticed Lu Yao's emotional changes and immediately scolded Cheng Zhilin, "Okay, the child is old, don't always talk about her."

As he said that, he went to see Chen Linhuan again, "Your mother is also doing your own good, and she said you should listen carefully."

Chen Linhuan was silent and silent.

Cheng Zhilin felt even more angry and shouted, "Isn't you talking to you? I won't respond. I've taught you anything since I was a child, and I don't have any etiquette at all."
To be continued...