"Can't play, we play next time, blow the head first, OK?"

Xinluo took off her wet clothes and threw them aside.

In order to facilitate, casually set up a loose white T-shirt, went to the bed to hold you you, ready to blow his head for him.

Before blowing, she took a towel to dry his hair a little.

While wiping, he asked anxiously: "you you you, if you don't go home all night, won't the family worry?"

Such a small child does not go home at night without adults.

Xinluo now suddenly some doubt, Lu Yuchen, Zhuo Yarong, whether they have you you as a son and grandson.

After all, she remembered that at the party, Zhuo Yarong was very nervous about Zhuo Yunfei.

She can take good care of her nephew and be obedient. She can't treat her grandson favorably.

Xinluo's action of wiping his hair is light and soft. He squints his eyes and doesn't care much.

"They don't know I'm in city a, so it doesn't matter whether I go back or not."

He came back from city B on the sly.

Lu Qi, Meng Ze and Lu Che accompanied him.

He told them not to tell Lu Yuchen and Zhuo Yarong, so no one dared to disclose his whereabouts at will.

In fact, they live in the radington hotel where the banquet is held tonight. Luche sneaks into the banquet hall with him.

"I was just going to see the fun, but I met aunt Luo. Auntie Lo doesn't blame me for coming back with you? "

When he followed aunt Luo, Lu Che knew it.

At that time, he gave Lu Che a wink, and he would help himself with the aftermath.

Youyou was always cold and indifferent when he was young, and even more indifferent to outsiders.

He shouldn't have told so much.

But in the face of the woman behind her, I feel that there is always something to say.

"Of course not If you like, you can rest here tonight. "

How could she blame him.

I should be grateful to her.

This child is his own salvation.

When she was so broken, so confused If it had not been for his presence, she would have been immersed in endless grief and self doubt.

Even if it is selfish, she also wants to hold him steadily and enjoy this little bit of stolen happiness.

She said to herself, tomorrow Tomorrow she will listen to Zhuo Ya Rong's and disappear in the world of youyou and Lu Yuchen.

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hold youyou in your arms, and Xinluo carefully holds the hair dryer to dry his hair.

Youyou has never had such an experience since childhood.

Leaning against the soft arms of this woman, blowing the warm wind, I even want to feel sleepy.

I have to admit that he likes aunt Luo more and more now.

Youyou feels more and more comfortable and her eyelids close unconsciously.

Well, aunt Luo, it smells good.

He likes the feeling of being in her arms.

It's much more comfortable than that man's hard embrace.

Xiaoyouyou is confused, thinking of the first time he called a woman aunt Xiao Luo.

He saw her bright and penetrating eyes of peach blossom, and tears flashed through her eyes.

Well She must also like the name "aunt Xiao Luo".

That's it. I love crying too much.

Thinking like this, youyou unconsciously falls asleep.

……

Xinluo blow your hair to you, and find that Xiao youyou fell asleep against his arms.

Carefully, she took youyou to the quilt and covered it.

Then he would lie down and lie down beside Youyou, holding his chin with his hands to see his pure and spotless sleeping face.

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