Mingzhu got up and went to wash.
Lu Qian also got up, shook the bed sheets, and prepared to make the bed.
His eyes were drawn to the sheets.
He looked at the deepening, swirling darkness. Even his usually refined and handsome face flushed slightly.
He pulled the sheets down and found a fresh set from the closet to put on the bed.
After the door to the bedroom was pushed open.
A little white and tender fellow walked in, saying nothing, just hugging his father's leg.
Lu Qian looked down.

Xiao Lu Yu.

The little one snuggled against him softly, not saying a word. Their white, tender face was wrinkled like a steamed bun, and their eyes were full of tears.
Lu Qian's heart softened immediately.
He bent down and picked up the little one with one hand, sitting on the bed and soothing her.

Xiao Lu still remembers what happened yesterday.

Drinking bitter medicine, and the baby has to poop, smelly!
Little Lu was worried that Dad wouldn't like the stinky baby, so she kept clinging to Lu Qian's arms and couldn't be coaxed. Mingzhu came over after washing up and smiled: "What's wrong, baby?"

Lu Qian gently touched her little head and said with a smile, “I’m afraid she’s a little embarrassed!”

"Baby smells so good!"
Little Lu buried himself deeper, only his pair of dark eyes watching his mother.


Mingzhu raised her eyes and met Lu Qian's gaze.
His eyes were dimly lit, flashing with an unknown spark, and for a moment, she was also captivated.
Even a night like last night, where the water and milk blended so intimately, and our sweat mingled as one, cannot compare to this moment.

A peaceful morning.

Their tiny crystals nestled in daddy's arms.
And he and she, could still embrace, could still love each other.
Without knowing how long they had been staring at each other, little Lu pouted her fair and tender face, softly humming, “Baby has to poop again!”
Lu Qian couldn't help but smile.
He leaned down and kissed the little girl: "Daddy will take you!"
Xiao Lu reluctantly forgave him.
After the little one had finished washing her bottom, Lu Qian put on a thin wool flower dress for her, and put on thick long socks and soft lambskin shoes.
He patted her little butt: "Go find your brother."
< Xiao Lu staggered away. >
After a while, the sound of Lu Shao making milk outside came.
Lu Qian was busy and had a thin layer of sweat on his back. He took off his shirt and prepared to take a shower.

Mingzhu has already changed into her clothes.

She sat before the vanity, selecting the jewelry she would wear today.
In the mirror, appears top male beauty.

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As she said this, she couldn't help but laugh.
Lu Qian looked at her delicate appearance, his heart rippling slightly.
He walked over and put his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her thin shoulder and murmuring, “Such a tiny waist!”
Her face flushed slightly.
She whispered, "Aren't you going back to my place? Go take a shower quickly, what would it look like to be shirtless like that!"
Lu Qian kissed her cheek: "Okay, whatever the wife says goes."
He let her go with a grin and went to take a shower.
After a quarter of an hour, he was back to his usual composed self.
Mingzhu kissed his chin proactively and whispered, "You just bear with my dad for a while, he loves Xiaolu You very much."

Lu Qian didn't speak, gently caressing her red lips.
……
An hour later, a black Range Rover pulled up to the Huo residence.
As soon as the car stopped, Huo Zhendong opened the door with a dark face and carried out Xiao Luyou from inside.
Holding his white and tender granddaughter, Huo Zhendong checked her over here and looked at her there.

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Lu Qian got out of the car.
He is charming, tall and handsome.
He lowered his head and said, "Dad's right! I was negligent!"
He then offered a cigarette to Huo Zhendong.
Ho Chin Tung glared at him: "I'm holding the baby, how could I smoke!"
Lu Qian forced a smile.
Huo Zhendong muttered again in a low voice, "He doesn't have any vision! I really don't know how he can be someone's father! My dear, Daddy won't hurt you, there's Grandpa here! Grandpa loves you!"
After that, he took Xiao Lu away in a hushed voice.
Mingzhu and Lusuo got off the car.
"Mingzhu couldn't help but laugh: "Don't even get me started. Even now, I have to step aside. My dad only has eyes for his children, doting on each one like they are the apple of his eye!"
Lu Qian smiled faintly.
Why would he care?
If Huo Zhendong didn't consider them his own people, he wouldn't have called them over today.
Just then, Lu Shuo looked at him slowly and said, "Dad, Grandpa seems to disapprove of you!"
Lu Qian: ...
Xiao Lu Shuo finished speaking and ran away.
Lu Qian held Mingzhu's hand and followed behind.

There was a constant stream of people coming and going in the house. Mingzhu felt a little embarrassed and whispered, "The servants will see!"

Lu Qian smiled lightly: "Is it too embarrassing to just hold hands?"
Mingzhu remained silent, her slender fingers held tightly in his palm, his hand unnaturally dry.
Entered the hall.
Ho Chin Tung was holding Xiao Lu You in his arms, and there was a large jewelry box in front of him.
Diamond, blue diamond, aquamarine…
It's all big pigeon eggs!
Xiaolu was playing with a small, round stone like marbles.
Mingzhu couldn't help but say, "Dad, Lu You is still so young, what are you giving her these for?"
Ho Chin-tien's face fell.
He sneered: "See what difference it makes, you're still feeding her! Luckily, we bought a small one. Otherwise, what if it scraped my precious, delicate intestinal lining? Our little Lu You's intestines are more fragile than other babies'."
Míngzhū thinks he spoils his child, to an unhealthy degree.
Lu Qian suppressed a smile: "Dad, when I get married, I'll definitely buy a bigger one!"
Ho Chin-tien glared at him.
At this moment, Mrs. Huo came over to defuse the situation. She pointed at the pile of gifts in the corner and said, “These are your dowry gifts. Grandma came over earlier and sent quite a few things.”
A pile of red books.
This is Lu Qian's entire fortune.

Ho Zhen dong scoffed: "If you dare to say you don't care about this person, I'd think you have some backbone!"

Míngzhū's eyes turned red.

She whispered sorry.
Mrs. Huo glared at her husband: "What nonsense are you talking about! I think the two children get along very well. Last night, your attitude was fine, so why are you being sarcastic today?"

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