Cute wife counterattack: wrongly provoking a black male god

Chapter 390 A Miracle Will Definitely Happen ([-])
Lu Zhenyang frowned and looked at Zhang Mofei holding his little hand, and slowly said, "Whether a man or a woman can kiss each other, it's not good for you to influence like this."

Here Lu Anyi and Liu Xizi frowned at Lu Zhenyang at the same time, a three-year-old girl and a four-year-old boy, just shake hands like that, as for?Also bad influence.

Lu Anyi unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth, staring at Zhang Mofei's pink face, wondering how she would answer.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mofei gave Lu Zhenyang a blank look, and spit out two words, "hypocritical."

'Puchi' Here Lu Anyi couldn't hold back her laughter, and her suppressed mood was relieved a lot by the mature dialogue between the two children.

Seeing Liu Xizi's eccentric appearance, Lu Anyi looked at her straight, and wanted to ask her what she meant by being hypocritical. How did she know that Lu Zhenyang was being hypocritical?
But it's better for her not to get involved in the conversations among the children. She leaned over, put her head on Liu Xizi's shoulder, and looked at half of Lu Zhenyang's profile, but there was no trace of blood on his face.

I couldn't help but frowned again, "Xizi, you and Zhang Yang are not close relatives, are you?"

"I didn't know that person before I didn't know you." Liu Xizi didn't know what kind of deep hatred she had with Zhang Yang, so that she would gnash her teeth every time Zhang Yang was mentioned. Lu Anyi was very curious about this.

"There are several matches between your two blood samples."

Liu Xizi said, "Let me tell you, that was purely a coincidence."

"Oh!" Lu Anyi was referring to the fact that Liu Xizi and Zhang Yang did a bone marrow match for Lu Zhenyang. Although the results did not match Lu Zhenyang, they were more than 80.00% identical.

Although Lu Zhenyang said just now that men and women cannot kiss each other, Zhang Mofei held his little hand tightly and did not intend to let go, allowing Zhang Mofei to draw something on his palm with his fingers.

Zhang Mofei's fleshy index finger drew something stroke by stroke on the palm of Lu Zhenyang's hand. After finishing the painting, she squinted and smiled at Lu Zhenyang, and asked, "Can you guess what I drew on your hand just now?"

Lu Zhenyang rolled his eyes at Zhang Mofei, and said the word "annoying."

"Wrong, it's not annoying, it's Yang, I can write your name now."

Here Lu Anyi and Liu Xizi couldn't help twitching the corners of their mouths, Liu Xizi whispered to Lu Anyi, "Does our Feifei look like you?"

Lu Anyi sat up straight when she heard the words, and looked at Liu Xizi dissatisfied, "Am I that stupid?"

"It's about the same. It's understandable that we Feifei are still young, but you were still sluggish when you went to college. Now you are a little smarter. Our Feifei will definitely be better than you were when we develop like this."

Liu Xizi analyzed her daughter's future development trend, but she didn't notice that Lu Anyi's face was getting darker and darker.

"It's getting late, let's go back first." Zhang Yang stood up and walked to Liu Xizi.

Zhang Mofei was very unhappy when she heard that she was going back, she twisted her body, "Let's play for a while, I don't want to go back yet."

Liu Xizi walked to Zhang Mofei's side, took her little hand, and patiently persuaded, "Shall we come back another day? Yang Yang told you that he should be tired by now and need to rest."

Hearing this, Zhang Mofei blinked her eyes and looked at Lu Zhenyang on the hospital bed, puffed her mouth, and asked, "Yangyang, are you really tired and want to rest?"

Lu Zhenyang nodded, "I'm tired, I want to sleep."

(End of this chapter)