"Okay, huh? She is obviously not as good-looking as Sister Feiyan. Mo Li knows a lot about Lu Zilian's marriage match, and thinks that Zhao Feiyan's talent and appearance are very good.

Lu Zihuan: "......"

smiled coldly and raised his eyebrows, which clearly meant that you girl was really superficial.

"Lu Zihuan, what is your expression?" The other party's expression made Mo Li unhappy, and he stretched his neck and shouted.

"Hehe, I'm a man, I know men better than you. Sister Feiyan's domineering temperament must not be as good as that of Nizi, who can only draw, she is gentle, well-behaved, fresh and refined! He nodded in the affirmative.

"In this way, you are a lump of mud, and you also like to be able to paint, such a literary and artistic school is fresh." This time, Mo Li was reluctant, waving his hand and pouting, not wanting to talk to the person in front of him.

"The mud is on the ground, and the unearthly ones are in the sky, too far away, not very good, or the dog's tail flower is suitable for me." He smiled lightly, saying what the two of them could understand. Feeling. Speech.

Mo Li glanced at him and smiled knowingly: "You can speak." ”

"By the way, girl, grandpa told me something very seriously today." He was a man of truth and admiration, and he was talking about something a little nervous.

She naturally took it seriously, and listened solemnly: "What's the matter?" ”

"He said that the matter of the Mo family's dispersion will be handed over to us, which can be regarded as compensation for Mo Ye's lifelong unmarried." When he is usually serious, he says important things, but today, it is a big surprise.

Moley: "This. He felt that there was a layer of crows floating in front of him, and then his face turned red: "Lu Zihuan, then, we, you, bad ......"

"Baby, although there are many rules in our Lu family, they are not as much as I love you, in fact, I just want to say that I have always loved you so much, I love you so much." After inking for a long time, Lu Zihuan finally said the words in his heart, and the feeling of relief made him feel extremely comfortable.

She was really shy, covered with a quilt, and shouted, "Actually, so am I." ”

Then she heard her sweetheart say softly, "Baby, I'll pick you up tomorrow, good night." ”

"This silly girl, the bigger it is, the cuter it is!" Lu Zihuan smiled lightly, put down his phone, and went to the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Out of the six-story small western-style building, Lu Zi leaned back towards the main villa, looking at where the lights were much darker, he smiled comfortably.

"Baby, wait for me, your father and I will go over to see you right away......"

Thinking of his children, even if he didn't see it, Lu Ziyi was still excited.

He looked forward to meeting them, expecting them to call him father, and even more to them growing up soon.

Hurriedly returning to the room, he took off the inconvenient set of clothes and changed into a black Tai Chi suit that he wore when he boxed with his grandfather.

Turning off the wall lights, he strode towards the balcony with a meteor.

At this time, it was ten o'clock, and the night was already very dark, he held on to the railing of the house, jumped lightly, and fled to the outdoor balcony next door, for fear of being frightened, and the sleeping man knocked softly on the glass sliding door.

"When... While... When..."

Shen Jiani turned off the light and lay on the bed, but only she knew that she was thinking about someone when she didn't feel it at all.

This person is none other than her man, the father of her children.

When she heard the sound of footsteps on the outdoor balcony and the rhythmic knock on the door, the smile on the corner of her mouth unconsciously extended to the ear clip.

But she didn't get up in a hurry, but pretended to be asleep and turned over, but her deep eyes looked at the place where the door was sliding.

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