The two were a little closer.

It's like an uncle and nephew of an ordinary person.

Lu Ziyao felt that something was wrong.

But didn't think much about it.

Lu's father had a total of three sons and married three wives, and legend has it that he gave birth to his wife.

The first wife died of illness, the second wife died of dystocia, and the third wife was accidentally stoned to death by a high-altitude thrower while filming.

When he came down, he didn't have any opinion when he saw Su Ci, as if there was just an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks for the guests at home.

It's just that when he was eating, he said, "Shurong, you are going to be thirty-one years old this year, it's time to think about starting a family." ”

Lu Shurong gave Lu's father a chopstick dish, and said with a smile: "Dad, I'm not in a hurry yet." ”

Father Lu said, "You're not in a hurry? You're in your thirties, you're not in a hurry, and you're not as young as your brother. ”

Lu Shurong's face was not very good-looking.

But he still reluctantly said: "There is no suitable candidate yet." ”

Father Lu was a little dissatisfied: "Aren't there many daughters who you introduced?" ”

Lu Shurong prevaricated a few words.

Father Lu didn't speak again.

Lu Ziyao has nothing to do with himself.

There is a dish of shrimp tonight, Lu Chen rolled up his sleeves and peeled shrimp for the girl.

His eyebrows and eyes are noble.

The handsome facial features are the best among the three sons.

Father Lu was surprised.

His son, since he took it back, has become more and more indifferent and cold-blooded.

Sometimes he even suspects that if he, the old man, dies suddenly, the other party will not shed a single tear for him.

The girl's appearance is soft and well-behaved.

It's kind of pleasing to the eye.

By the time I finished eating, it was already a little late.

Father Lu told none of them to go back, just stay here for one night.

Lu Chen looked at the sky and said lightly: "I'll go back tomorrow." ”

Is this going to stay here?

Su Ci looked at the man with a crooked face.

She entered the guest room.

When Lu Chen turned to leave, he couldn't help but grab the person's clothes: "Uncle." ”

Lu Chen lowered his head, his gaze on the girl's face.

The shadow covered most of her body.

Even if you bend down slightly, you can pick up the girl's whole person.

It's a breeze.

Su Ci pursed her lips, the tips of her ears were a little red, and she said softly: "No... Clothes. ”

Lu Chen understood what she meant, and he muttered, "You go in first." ”

Su Ci nodded obediently.

Lu Chen first knocked on Lu Ziyao's door: "Do you have clean women's clothes?" ”

Lu Ziyao said: "How dare I bring a woman back to my father." ”

Lu Chen glanced at him: "Didn't you bring Miss Lin back last time?" ”

"Don't talk about it, she went back in the middle of the night." Lu Ziyao sighed.

Lu Chen didn't speak again.

He turned and went back to his room.

Then from the closet, take out a shirt.

Knock on the girl's door.

"That's the only one, and that's the first thing to do. Tomorrow morning, I'll have the clothes delivered. ”

Lu Chen lowered his eyes and said.

Su Ci looked at the shirt in his hand, took it, and pursed his lips.

Cheeks are a little hot.

Hummed softly.

Eyes wandering.

This is what the uncle worn.

She hugged her clothes and said softly, "Thank you..." Thank you. ”

Lu Chen touched the girl's head: "Good night." ”

But no one thought of it.

Just twenty minutes later.

The villa suddenly lost power.

Plunged into darkness.

Lu Chen took the lead out of the room, and the old housekeeper lit a candle.

He said in a deep voice, "What's the matter? ”

The old housekeeper apologized: "There is a problem with the circuit, two less, it may take a little time." ”