Xia Xiwan, "..."

At this time, aunt Zhao ran over and covered little Lu Chenyi's small mouth. Mr. Xia was so evil in front of Mr. Xia. She also said that Mr. Xia was a disobedient dog and was not afraid that the young master would follow him.

"Young master, sir, that's nonsense. Let's take a temperature for the fairy teacher." Aunt Zhao quickly changed the subject.

This Xia Xi Wan wants to find a hole to drill.

....

Lu Hanting went to his study. He was reviewing the documents.

He was sitting on a black leather chair, smoking a cigarette between his slender fingers. The scarlet flame leaped and shrouded in smoke. He could vaguely see his frown with the word "Chuan". Lu Hanting, 32, was very masculine when he smoked like this.

Lu Hanting was in a bad mood and wrote it on his face. Although he looked at the document, he found that he could not read any of the words on it.

His head is full of Xia Xiwan's gorgeous little face.

"Pa", he closed the document heavily, held the cigarette on his thin lip. He opened his mobile phone and made up a short message. Did he take a bath directly?

The message was sent successfully.

But after a while, there was no reply.

She ignored him!

Lu Hanting snuffs out his cigarette butt in the ashtray, then gets up and goes straight out of the study to the guest room. But when he passes by little Lu Chenyi's room, he quickly hears Xia Xiwan's sweet voice.

Lu Hanting steps a turn, also entered small Lu Chen Yi's room.

Now Xia Xiwan is taking a bath for little Lu Chenyi. Mother and son are very happy. Xia Xiwan says with a smile, "Yi Yi, don't be shy. You are so young. Teacher Xia has no idea about you."

Lu Hanting pressed the doorknob with his big hand and gently pushed open the door of the bathroom. He saw that little Lu Chenyi's body was covered with bubbles. His face was red and red, and he looked at Xia Xiwan shyly. Xia Xiwan took a shower to help him make bubbles, and smeared bubbles on his face.

Small Lu Chen Yi Xi Xi laughs, he also mischievous the hot water on the hand drenched the skirt of the summer sunset Wan.

Mother and son had a great time.

Lu Hanting looks at his son. He can clearly feel that since Xia Xiwan appeared in his son's life, his cold and cool son loves to laugh, and the whole person is sunny and lively.

Lu Hanting looks at Xia Xiwan again. No wonder she doesn't return his message. She is bathing her son. She doesn't have a mobile phone with her. She has already forgotten him.

Now, looking at Xia Xiwan's smile to his son, Lu Hanting pursed his thin lips. He suddenly felt that he was not as good as a three-year-old.

Just now little Lu Chen Yi wet her skirt, especially her chest. Lu Han Ting frowned quickly.

He turned and went out.

At this time, I met aunt Zhao in the corridor. Aunt Zhao said, "sir."

Lu Han Ting swept aunt Zhao one eye, voice indifference way, "let Lu Chen Yi quickly wash, wash quickly sleep!"

With that, Lu went into his room.

Aunt Zhao, who had been dumped, was shocked. She looked at her husband's back. What Miss Xia said was right. The man who entered menopause ahead of time is so uncertain.