A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

in the bedroom—

Lu Yan answered the phone and went back to the house from the balcony.

But as soon as the front foot stepped into the room, I heard the childish voice, crisp and raw, vaguely mixed with a three-point unknowingly tough.

"Hey, bad uncle! Have you taken a fancy to my mommy?"

Mengbao Tangtang, who was wearing a little yellow duck pajamas, was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him with his head turned.

Tiredness was stained on her pink face.

But those black eyeballs are full of cunning, like a little fox hiding a belly full of bad ideas, clever and cute.

But what he said was not very cute, even a bit like interrogating a prisoner!

"Boy, this is not what you should ask."

Closing the balcony door, Lu Yan approached the imperial concubine's couch next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, picked up two sets of neatly folded clothes, and turned back.

Raising her wrist slightly, she threw Tangtang a set, and rubbed Mengbao's soft hair: "Wear it yourself, or let me do it?"

"Tch, do you look down on children?"

Rolling her eyes, Tangtang looked down at the stack of clothes at her hand, raised her eyelids, and looked at Lu Yan who was quietly taking off her pajamas.

The crimson pretty lips slowly hooked up, forming a pure and evil arc——

"Bad uncle, if I were you, I would answer honestly. Don't think that you are a big man, you are great! Let me tell you, that old man, Grandpa Zeng, knows that offending a woman will bring bad luck, and offending a little devil will bring bad luck! No Do you know... what kind of bad luck are you going to have?"

After putting on a small T-shirt for Jingjing, Lu Yan pinched the little guy's soft face and praised her a few words.

But he didn't miss the sly look on that boy Tangtang's face, and the little guy's eyes pretending to be serious, as if he was about to start a negotiation with him.

This kid's petty thinking, as well as his petty temper, are exactly like Bao Jinghan's copy!

Still, it's pretty fun.

"Want to negotiate with me?"

"You're on the right track!"

Touching his chin, Mengbao nodded coolly.

Seeing the appearance of that young man, Lu Yan really lost his temper, and followed his words: "Tell me! Tell me about the terms of your negotiation."

"Well……"

Her little bare feet were dangling by the bed.

Tangtang frowned, staring at Jing Jing who was wearing little socks, lost in thought.

After a while, his frowning brows relaxed, and he stretched out his small hand and shook in front of Lu Yan: "Bad uncle, to be my father, you must meet five requirements. One must like it quietly, and the other must like it , third, I like you, fourth, talent, good looks and wealth! As for the fifth..."

Tangtang narrowed his eyes suddenly after buying a pass, leaned close to Lu Yan and asked mysteriously: "Can you shoot a gun? I mean a real gun! Uncle Ivan said that I am still young, and he will take me there when I grow up. Seriously! What about you?!"

Listening to his one-two-three-four-five statement, Lu Yan raised her eyebrows.

Staring at the little guy's cute little face, he pretended to say a deep "hmm".

After a while, he pondered again and said: "Uncle can not only let you see real guns, but also show you tanks, armored vehicles, rocket launchers, fighter jets..."

"Wow!"

Listening to this series of nouns that can only be seen on the military channel or in the old man's study.

Tangtang was successfully seduced.

A pair of big dark eyes glowing with water, staring straight at the stars.

With eyes full of admiration, he turned his back: "Handsome uncle, can you take me to shoot targets!"