"Now you know how to worry?"

Lu Xingye saw Lu Yichen in this way, but he was not worried at all. Instead, he said something in a deep voice.

"When you don't speak, others are just as anxious, you know?"

Lu Xingye thinks that his son is so smart that he must understand what he means now. He must teach him a lesson so that he can get rid of some bad habits.

He and Gu Qingge's indifference to Lu Yichen and their influence on Lu Yichen have been gradually eliminated, but some bad habits left over from that time have not been changed.

Although Gu Qingge has always talked to Lu Yichen before, Lu Yichen still has no way to change it.

Lu Xingye naturally wants to let Lu Yichen have a deeper impression through some things.

"You know what?" Lu Xingye saw that Lu Yichen didn't respond, so he said again.

"I know." Lu Yichen answered. He was a little confused, but he could understand some. He only knew how uncomfortable he was now in a hurry. If he didn't speak, his mother would feel the same.

He doesn't want his mother to be as miserable as him, so he will answer whatever they ask him in the future.

Lu Xingye knew that Lu Yichen said he knew it at this time. He must have really known it.

"Also, children's family, don't keep a straight face, be careful after long disabled."

Lu Xingye holds Lu Yichen in one hand and pulls Lu Yichen's cheek in the other, deliberately stimulating Lu Yichen.

Lu Yichen's small mouth shriveled, obviously very unhappy, but also argued with Lu Xingye: "no, the sixth president is handsome and cute. He has grown into a mother's favorite appearance."

"Do you know what your mother likes?" Lu Xingye talks with Lu Yichen about Gu Qingge, and there are many topics.

Lu Yichen's little hand pinches his chin, as if Lu Xingye's problem has made him fall into meditation.

Half a day later, Lu Yichen just looked at Lu Xingye blankly, and said in an uncertain tone: "Dad, what does mom like?"

Lu Xiaoliu found that he didn't seem to have asked his mother this question, so how can he grow up in the future?

"Oh." Lu Xingye couldn't help laughing. This little guy really took this matter seriously!

"Later, ask your mother yourself." With that, Lu Xingye got on the bus with Lu Yichen in his arms.

Seeing Gu Qingge in the car, Lu Yichen did not hesitate to get out of Lu Xingye's arms and rushed to Gu Qingge's arms: "Mom, Xiao Liu misses you so much, just like missing you every three autumn."

"There's a lot to talk about!" Hearing his son, he would make complaints about his daughter-in-law. He was very cold and tucking aside.

Lu Yichen looked back at Lu Xingye and seriously replied, "Dad, didn't you ask me not to talk?"

Cough, Lu Xingye felt that he was going to have internal injury. He was choked by the four-year-old and could not speak. Could he take back what he said just now?

"You say I talk a little too much now. Why are you so difficult to serve?" Lu Yichen is not happy. He stares at Lu Xingye.

“……” Is that his problem?

Lu Xing's forehead is green at night. He seems to be holding Lu Yichen and beating him violently. Is that what he just taught him? Even dare to say that he is difficult to serve, even have the face not happy!