Chapter 87

I'm so pathetic.

when Lu Huanhuan returned to his room, he threw himself into the bed and beat the puppets on the bed angrily.

It's like taking the puppet as someone to vent his anger.

She vented herself in the room for a long time.

Even the sound of knocking at the door was ignored by her.

As soon as Lu Jing Cheng opened the door, he was attacked by a puppet.

"Don't even think about it. Today is the fifteenth day. The old house must go."

Go.

But at least, with him looking, people will not easily bully the little girl.

although we don't know what the matter is, we can hear her tone, and we can know that it is certainly not a good thing.

Besides, two days ago, the old lady also personally called to ask him to take Jiang Qiao back.

But it's nothing like going back to my old house for dinner.

But today, this is to go to the old house, which is not the same as usual. If she is so coquettish in front of herself, maybe he can let go.

Lin Shilu may have been a little surprised at the beginning, but as time goes by, they are used to it.

Like this, there are only a lot more cases of coquetry.

Since the day of the feast, Jiang Qiao seems to have let go a lot in front of him.

The little girl turned to her side and hugged his arm with both hands, and looked up at him slightly.

"Now that you know I'm afraid, can you let me not go directly? On

Jiang Qiao had a pain and patted his hand off his face.

"I know what you're worried about, not what I'm afraid of."

There are also some baby fat small face in the hand, the feel is not generally good.

Lin Shilu could not help but pinch her small face.

Jiang Qiao's face tangled, like constipation, fell in the man's eyes, is really funny.

The glass mirror in front of them clearly reflected their appearance.

They are standing in the elevator.

Lin shigu slightly tidied up his coat, then turned and took the girl's hand to take her to the outside of the company.

"Go back to the old house and go."

The girl looked back stiffly.

"What do you say?"

Jiang Qiao just raised his hand and was ready to stretch. When he heard him, his hand was stiff.

"I'm afraid I'll go back to my old house tonight. I'm afraid I'll stay in my old house tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is finally the weekend. I can have a good rest."

On the 15th, Jiang Qiao packed up the things in the office and took the initiative to help the man take down the coat on the hanger and help him put it on.

It can be said that she is really the most leisure personal assistant in history.

In addition to lunch, you need to choose a good lunch for a man according to his preference, and then clean up the office a little, it's nothing.

Jiang Qiao quietly sat in the office drawing, occasionally in a daze.

Lin Shilu is very busy, almost no time for her every day.

The easel is placed in front of the French window, and the scenery outside is undoubtedly the best content of her painting.

After Jiang Qiao decided to take his Sketchpad to the company, he naturally took Lin shigu's office as his studio.

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She has to go to Pei city. Not only must she go, but she has to keep her eyes on the two people 24 hours a day. She can never let them get close to them.

No way!

Why do you want that woman to be alone with her uncle.

But when she was about to start, her movements stopped.

Looking at the empty room, the eyes fell on the bedside table of the ticket, she angrily pulled the ticket, subconsciously wanted to tear it up.

Until the sound in the room disappeared completely, Lu Huanhuan came out of the quilt.

"I'll leave my ticket here. At ten tomorrow morning, you can do it yourself. I'll go to the company."

The man had no choice but to give up.

Lu Huanhuan was bitten to death but refused to come out. Whatever Lu Jingcheng said was useless.

"What do you come out for? I don't have time to listen to you preach to Xinwei Balabala. I don't have that spare time. Go out and don't bother me."

"You come out of the quilt and say something."

Lu Jingcheng had to admit that after hearing the little girl's voice, he felt soft.

It hurts.

Lu Huanhuan's voice has a faint cry, but listening to it makes people feel that it has nothing to do with me. Go to see how her family takes me. No, no

You are going to see Xinwei's grandparents or taizuzong. It has nothing to do with me. You can go there wherever you like.

"No, no, I won't go there either. You can go with anyone you like, whatever I do.

But the little girl was as if she couldn't hear him. She held the quilt tightly and refused to look at herself.

He said to her again in a calm voice.

"Huanhuan."

But the strength of Lu Huanhuan's men was not good. He pulled a few times, but it was useless.

Lu Jingcheng raises her hand to pull the quilt off the girl.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, the number of times Lu Huanhuan cried was indeed very few, and most of them were fake tears for coquetry.

It was a surprise to him.

But as a result, she cried.

All right.

Originally, she thought she would be angry and ignore herself, but Lu Jingcheng didn't expect the little girl to be so stubborn.

She buried herself in her quilt, and could hear the girl sobbing in the quilt.

Lu Huanhuan could have held his breath, but when he said those two words, he couldn't hold back.

"Huanhuan, don't make any noise."

Lu Jingcheng looks at the girl on the eye bed, gets up and bends down to pick up the ticket.

The quilt was pulled up.

Then lie back in bed again.

Lu Jingcheng's voice just fell, Lu Huanhuan suddenly raised his hand and threw the ticket at hand.

"Xinwei and I will also go. Xinwei's grandfather is in Pei city. This time, we will go to see her grandfather."

Sure enough, Lu Jing calmly handed one of the tickets to her in front of her, and the rest took care of herself.

Lu Huanhuan intuitively frowned. She subconsciously felt that her uncle's next words might make her very unhappy.

"Why three?"

"Here are three tickets to Peishi at 9:00 tomorrow morning."

The man took her hand, let her sit down first, and then handed the ticket out.

In front of Lu Jingcheng, she did not make a mistake.

Lu Huanhuan thinks that as long as you can let yourself play, everything is easy to say. It is not asking for help.

"You said that. Sit down first. "

"Really? What do you want? Just say it. As long as I can do it, I will be obedient. "

"Let me give it to you, not impossible."

A pair of big eyes blinking, very much like the dog has been wagging his tail begging.

Lu Huanhuan dragged out the ending, kneeling on the bed, pulling his arms with both hands.

"Uncle, since you have reserved all the tickets, please give them to me. Otherwise, it's a waste for you to keep them. Well? "

The little girl's mouth was slightly open and her face was lost, so she immediately came to play coquettish,

however, Lu Jingcheng deliberately played a bad handle back.

"Uncle, you Are you serious? I really agreed to play. "

Lu Huanhuan's bright eyes swept away the previous haze.

The little girl seemed to suddenly come to life and screamed, trying to snatch the plane ticket she had been looking forward to for a long time from him.

"Uncle!"

"Last time I remember you said to me that you wanted to go out for the last summer vacation."

Lu Jing is not anxious or impatient, and does not know where he changed his plane ticket. He reaches out to her and shakes it.

"Don't you want to talk to me?"

Lu Huanhuan put his chin on the pillow, and the whole person curled up, almost closed his ears with both hands.

The man's voice is light, can't hear the waves in his tone.

"Well, it's about getting angry with me."

The man folded his long legs and sat down beside her bed calmly.

He had a few buttons undone at the neckline, and the cuffs were rolled up to reveal his strong forearms.

When Lu Jing came upstairs, she had already taken off her suit and coat. She only wore a white shirt and didn't even wear a tie. She looked very casual.

The appearance of the princess is to take off.

Although Lu Huanhuan usually looks like a royal elder sister outside, in fact, in private, the little girl likes dolls very much. The decoration in the room is pure pink.

Lu Jingcheng is neither angry nor annoyed. He picks up the puppets around the bed for her and piles them aside.

Looking away, he didn't seem to pay any attention to him.

Lu Huanhuan snorted coldly, just to fight him to the end.

It's more than 20 years. It seems that she has become a little rebellious during this period of time.

Lu Jingcheng's tone was very helpless. In the face of Lu Huanhuan, he always felt like he had raised a daughter for himself.

"Such a big man, when he gets angry, he will know how to throw things, and I don't know where to learn them."

Looking away, I didn't want to look at the man in front of him.

Hands a ring, then the pillow firmly in his arms.

She held up the hand and pulled her pillow. When she saw that it was Lu Jingcheng, she drooped her hand.

Lu Huanhuan just opened his mouth, all the voices were immediately stuck in the throat.

The little girl's manly voice rang out from the room. Lu Jing raised her eyebrows and pushed the door open again.

"Get out of here! I don't want to see anyone now. Don't bother me, or don't blame me for being rude! "

The man moves nimbly backward a step, pull back the door plank, this just prevented being hit crisis.

A word from the man broke her back.

Rao is Jiang Qiao in want to ask him, have no way.

Two people out of the elevator, solemnly holding hands to walk out of the company hall, and then get on the car to leave.

People in the company have been used to the normality of these two people, so seeing them, they have not been used to anything.

Jiang Qiao bowed his head and let out gas, followed the man on the car, pulled the seat belt, and leaned his head on the seat, looking out.

"When I get to my old house, if anything happens, you have to protect me. I'm so pathetic. "