Wife-loving addiction: Luo Shao, good morning

Chapter 385 To Become More Like Me 3
"Huh? Brother Luo's mother's stuff?" Di Qian held the longevity lock, and the cold texture was transmitted to her palm, and spread throughout her whole body along the palm of her hand.

But the longevity lock in his hand was also warmed by the temperature of Di Qian's palm.

This is like the affirmation of Luo Shu's mother in heaven.

"When she was a child, she kept saying that she would pass it on to her daughter-in-law, and now I will pass it on."

Luo Shu said these words coldly, without a trace of warmth, but there were still ripples in his heart.

These words vibrate Diqian's heartstrings, and there is an uncontrollable moisture in his eyes.

He must be very sad then, right now?

She knew that Luo Shu gave herself such an important thing now, which was an affirmation of herself.

"She must be beautiful." Di Qian looked at the small and exquisite longevity lock in his hand.

"She is very pretty."

Luo Shu opened his mouth slowly.

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Di Qian's current coordinates.

In Luo Zhai's restaurant, he is now stealing steaks half covering his face, and then the fork is being inserted randomly.

The expression on his face was very unnatural, and he was muttering in his heart.

Why is there a vague smile on Aunt Wang's face? !
And... And looking at the special ambiguous smile, Di Qian's face was blushed once under the gaze of these people...

Di Qian felt that Aunt Wang, who was standing on the side, seemed to be looking at her neck, and subconsciously pulled the sweater that was originally a high collar that completely covered her neck.

I just breathed a sigh of relief, but why Aunt Wang... still has an expression that she wants to cover up.

When Di Qian went downstairs today, he deliberately wore a large sweater with a high collar and long sleeves.

Underneath was a pair of casual knitted trousers with a sweater.

It's winter in the United States now... um... I feel like I'm wearing the right clothes...

But the temperature inside Luo Zhai is indeed a bit high, like Luo Shu wearing a shirt, but Di Qian is wearing a sweater...

"No appetite?"

"Uh…"

Luo Shu had already noticed that Di Qian couldn't eat steak, and he was just playing with the steak with a fork, and even covered the side of his face with his hand.

With just a quick glance, Luo Shu understood what Di Qian was awkward about.

"You all go down."

Luo Shu looked at it with a cold voice.

And Aunt Wang beckoned and told all the servants behind to go down.

Di Qian is better now, otherwise it would be strange if there are so many eyes looking at him and he feels uncomfortable.

In the end, Aunt Wang also left, and Di Qian breathed a sigh of relief, took out her slightly red face, took a deep breath, and began to eat the steak on her plate.

Luo Shu knew that he had guessed right, the little princess was shy and wanted to save face.

So I didn't say anything, seeing how thick she was wearing, even if I asked her to take it off and change into another one, she wouldn't change it either.

So I called a servant to lower the central air conditioner and heating of the Luo house by one degree.

Knowing that Di Qian felt better, after eating, Di Qian looked at Luo Shu who was reading the newspaper.

Di Qian felt uncomfortable in his stomach. At this time, Aunt Wang brought the traditional Chinese medicine that he must drink every day.

When it was brought to the table, Di Qian smelled it for the first time and was about to vomit, Di Qian immediately covered his mouth.

Stomach tossing and turning, very uncomfortable.

Get up and rush to the bathroom not far away.

I ran to the sink in the bathroom and started vomiting, but it was just nausea and retching, and the only thing I spit out was acid water.

Then Luo Shu was behind Di Qian, stroking Di Qian's back.

"what happened?"

(End of this chapter)