Cute wife counterattack: wrongly provoking a black male god

Chapter 404 An Old Account From Many Years Ago ([-])
"Really." Lu Zhenyang replied with a crisp voice, but he didn't raise his head, he was still playing with his fingers.

Lu Anyi smiled and nodded, "That's it, then I will hit you."

After speaking, she swiped open the screen of the phone with her fingers to turn it on, and began to dial the phone number. She deliberately turned on the phone buttons loudly. It rang once, twice, three times, four times... nine times, and Lu Anyi pressed it once. very slow.

At nine strokes, Lu Zhenyang suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Stop."

Lu Anyi stopped pressing the buttons, and continued to look at Lu Zhenyang with a smile, "Why do you want Feifei to accompany you again?"

"She doesn't count. It's not a good habit. Let me teach her a lesson."

Lu Anyi shook her head, thinking that this child is hopeless, he can pretend better than his father, how old is he?Seriously think about it, I'm more than five years old, and I will only be six years old in a few months after the new year, how can my mind be so wandering.

Lu Anyi cleaned up the room. After cleaning, she poured a cup of hot water and sat on the sofa waiting for Liu Xizi and the others to come over, but she kept her eyes on Lu Zhenyang all the time.

Lu Zhenyang lay on the bed and turned over for a while, turning over for a while, as if impatient and impatient, he suddenly lifted the quilt and tried to sit up.

Seeing this, Lu Anyi hurriedly stood up and walked to Lu Zhenyang's bedside, "Yangyang, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Zhenyang didn't answer her, he propped his hands on the bed, frowned and moved his legs, looking like he was about to get out of bed, he tried several times, maybe because his legs hurt too much.

Lu Zhenyang tried several times but failed to get off the ground, so he had no choice but to reach out to Lu Anyi, "Mom, help me, I want to sit on the sofa for a while."

Lu Anyi stared blankly at Lu Zhenyang, her eyes and nose turned red immediately, she covered her mouth with her hands, she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry out.

They kept hugging Lu Zhenyang up and down the bed, going out to bask in the sun. They never knew that he couldn't even get up and get out of bed by himself. Looking at his two skinny legs like hemp sticks, Lu Anyi felt so distressed that she was about to suffocate.

Seeing that Lu Anyi didn't help him, Lu Zhenyang raised his head and looked at Lu Anyi curiously, his lips were dry and white, and his brows were still tightly furrowed. Lu Anyi knew that his leg must be hurting.

Lu Zhenyang then said, "Mom, you can carry me, my leg hurts and I can't walk."

Lu Anyi sniffed her nose forcefully, swallowed her tears, bent down and picked up Lu Zhenyang, carried him to the sofa, and took a blanket to cover his lap.

Then he poured him a cup of hot water and put it on the table in front of him. Lu Zhenyang picked up the teacup and waved to Lu Anyi, "Mom, sit next to me, I want to lean on you."

Lu Anyi sat beside him according to Lu Zhenyang's wishes, and stretched out her hand to gently embrace him.

"Mom, my leg hurts and I'm dizzy." Lu Zhenyang said in a low voice, his voice was crying.

Lu Anyi didn't say a word when she heard the words, but she just strengthened the hand holding Lu Zhenyang a little bit. She didn't know how to relieve the child's pain. It wasn't something he couldn't do, so she could help him.

She really wanted all the pain to be on her, this feeling of seeing her child struggling in pain felt like a knife cutting through her heart as soon as she opened her eyes.

Lu Zhenyang reached out to pick up the teacup and took a sip of water, then took Lu Anyi's hand, glanced at the watch on her wrist, and puffed out, "Why isn't Zhang Mofei here? He's not punctual at all."

(End of this chapter)