Lu Zi walked a few steps with questions, but when he came to them, he hid his displeasure and respectfully greeted the elders: "Mother, uncle!" ”

"Auntie, hello uncle!" As soon as Lu Ziyi's words fell, the corners of Zhao Feiyan's mouth curled up with a beautiful arc, and he greeted the elders in front of him with a light smile.

Lu Qingtian smiled lightly at Lu Zilean, he didn't pay attention to Zhao Feiyan, the woman who wanted to marry into their Lu family.

Du Wanting and her son nodded, smiled at Zhao Feiyan again, and then looked at her son, who was extremely thoughtful, as if he had seen something and had something to ask.

"What about my grandfather and father?"

I didn't know what to say for a while, Lu Ziyi could only ask, what normal people should care about.

"Your grandfather is on a lunch break, and your father has something to do with his company, so he will leave first!" Du Wanting had a sad look on her face when she talked about her husband.

She couldn't figure out what she was inferior to, the woman named Ah Qin, let Lu Qingtian be with her for a morning, and she wanted to leave in disgust.

"Son, listen to your grandfather, you are not only a horse. The ride is good, the snow is also slippery, do you want to compare with me in a while! No matter how old a person is, in front of the woman he likes, he likes to express himself, Lu Qingtian said a proud word unabashedly.

"Big brother, you old arms and legs, I advise you, don't compare with my son!" Du Wanting didn't want this hypocrite to quarrel with his son, and spoke with a little anger.

"Who said, old arms, old legs, can't be compared." When Lu Qingtian heard Du Wanting's words, he was unhappy.

Turning his head slightly, he stared at the pair of eyes with a little apology and a little pity, and looked at the woman in his memory: "The contest between our men, you don't understand!" ”

"Auntie, I see uncle. Old Dang. Benefit. Strong, not necessarily lost to Zi Lean. Zhao Feiyan, who has always acted as a good girl, flattered the big man in front of her, after all, no matter what she said, Lu Zilian was indifferent.

“......”

Obviously, Lu Qingtian didn't like Zhao Feiyan who was in a hurry to talk to him, so he didn't pay attention to it or look at the girl.

“......”

Seeing that the man in front of him did not respond, Zhao Feiyan had no expression on his face, but there were thousands of waves in his heart. Scold. Look at the person in front of you.

"You men of the Lu family, Dute. Are you sick? ”

"The indifferent one is chilling."

"Mother, since the uncle is interested, I am the one who accompanies me." Lu Zi's eyes were as bright as the moon, but his voice was as cold as frost and said: "But how to compare, how to compare, Uncle can think about it!" ”

"Oh!" The corners of Lu Qingtian's mouth showed a touch. Evil. Unbridled arc, he looked at the little junior in front of him with a provocative voice and said, "How do you want to compare?" ”

"How do I compare, it depends on the uncle, what is the bet contract?" Lu Ziyi has always been worried about what Lu Qingtian has in his hands, but he has no chance to cooperate. Put. Blood. This?

"It depends on the son, what do you want to surpass me?" Lu Qingtian's status is noble, it is rare for him to put down his body and relatives, and his parents have a short greeting, and there is still time to go back to his hometown to save his relatives, see his father, and worship his mother.

Lu Zi was not polite, but raised his arm, blocked his mouth, leaned over his uncle's ear, and whispered: "I know uncle, I have been secretly ...... recently"

Lu Ziyi's words had just finished speaking, and Lu Qingtian's sentence: "Good boy, you are really far-sighted." Before he finished speaking, he was attracted by the Mas Changming in front of him.