Lord Huo's petite wife, I'm not right

Chapter 122 Which biscuit is he?
"Don't dare to move, don't dare to move." Lu Ziyao shook her head and said.

"Huh?" The man was confused by Lu Ziyao's reaction, it shouldn't be!

"Dad, you are pointing at me with a knife, can I still dare to move?"

Lu Ziyao's gaze moved down to the kitchen knife that Lu Jingcheng was holding facing her, and smiled helplessly.

Only then did Lu Jingcheng remember that he was still holding the knife in his hand, he quickly put it down, washed his hands, and hugged his daughter: "I live outside alone, have you eaten well?"

"Yes, of course I have a good meal, someone has been staring at me!"

Lu Ziyao nodded, her tone was a little coquettish and coquettish.

"Hmph, you're talking about Huo Siyan, why is he being so nice to you when he doesn't agree to your pursuit?" Lu Jingcheng spoke with a slight dislike in his tone, and he had a lot of opinions on Huo Siyan.

Lu Ziyao reached out and touched her chin, thinking for a while: "Why? It is said that he raised me as a daughter!"

Lu Jingcheng frowned tightly, very upset: "What do you mean? What does he mean? He still dares to fight for my job? Has he asked my old father? He just wants to raise my daughter?"

"Do you want me to call him and you two have a chat about this?"

Instigated by Lu Ziyao fearing that the world would not be chaotic, she took out her mobile phone, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile.

"What am I talking about with him, my daughter doesn't like him now, what kind of biscuit is he?"

Lu Jingcheng also has a temper, it seems that Huo Siyan is upset.

"I still like it." Lu Ziyao said weakly.

Lu Jingcheng frowned again, wondering why what his daughter said was different from what he had learned?

"Ah, Zizi."

Lu Ziyao heard a baby-like Xiaozheng Taiyin, and just as she was about to turn around, she felt someone rushing over and hugging her leg.

Lu Ziyao looked down at the leg that was hugging her, and looked up at her little milk baby with her small head up, with big black eyes and a chubby pink face, so cute.

Lu Ziyao squatted down, leveled with the little milk baby, and stretched out her hands to pinch the little milk baby's cheeks, and said with a smile: "Lu Heze, call me aunt."

Seeing Lu Ziyao squatting down, the little milk baby Lu Heze still hugged her neck with his short hands, and his little face leaned over to rub against Lu Ziyao intimately, and exclaimed happily: "Zizi, Zizi!" .”

Lu Ziyao didn't correct her anymore and hugged Lu Heze up.

"Zeze is still young, and his speech is slurred, even his parents can't understand clearly, so Zizi is the most accurate."

Wen Ruoxin was gentle and gentle, with a very gentle temperament. When she saw Lu Ziyao, her face was full of smiles, she walked over to hug Lu Ziyao, kissed her intimately on the face, and reached out to touch her head: "Sure enough, my baby is the most likable."

Lu Ziyao hugged her two-year-old nephew with one hand, and hugged her mother back with the other, coquettishly: "Mom~"

"Hey, there's a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen, just let your dad stay by himself, and go sit outside with mom and wait for dinner."

Wen Ruoxin brushed her daughter's hair, hugged Lu Ziyao and was about to go to the living room.

But Lu Jingcheng suddenly gave her a wall-dong, raised his head slightly, and looked at her with a side face that he thought was handsome: "Honey, such a handsome man, haven't you seen it?"

(End of this chapter)