Lu Xingye did not speak, but Gu Qingge's mouth rose slightly.

"Well, seriously, you know they can't match you. Do you think I'll be so insightless?"

Gu Qingge looked at Lu Xingye and said it very seriously.

"Well, you have a good eye." Lu Xingye was a little happy after listening to Gu Qingge's words, but he had a hard mouth and was proud.

However, Gu Qingge's next sentence really pierced his heart.

"Don't worry, I can't even look up to you. How can I look down on you?"

When Gu Qingge said this, there was a touch of cunning and playfulness in his eyes and tone.

It's not right to make Lu Xingye angry. It's not right not to be angry. It's not right to be happy.

"Hum, you have high vision, even I don't like it. Are you going to be single?" Lu Xingye knows that Gu Qingge hasn't really accepted him, and he doesn't force Gu Qingge. Instead, he puts it in a humorous way.

"I'm waiting for my little six to grow up. Look at the eyes, look at Xiaojun's face, how handsome."

Gu Qingge holds Lu Yichen's face in both hands, and the tip of his nose touches Lu Yichen's tip intimately, which makes Lu Yichen giggle.

"Are you stupid? Didn't he follow my pattern? "

land night did not make complaints about the song.

Gu Qingge's mouth is slightly open. He hasn't heard Lu Xingye say anything stupid about her for a long time. When he thought she was my father, his mouth was poisonous and his speech was cold.

But obviously, what Lu Xingye said to her now was absolutely angry, which was different from the previous feeling.

"Dad, who said that when I grow up, I will grow up like you?" Gu Qingge didn't speak, but Lu Yichen was not convinced when he heard this!

What Lu Yichen wants to say is that when he grows up, he will be more handsome than his father.

"So it is." Lu Xing nodded at night, feeling that Lu Yichen's Refutation was reasonable: "you may not grow up like me, or you may become disabled. It's all uncertain."

"Mom, what does Dad mean by changcan?"

Although I don't know what it means, Lu Yichen doesn't think it's a good thing. He can't help whispering with Gu Qingge.

"It's ugly."

Gu Qingge explained briefly that ugliness should be easier to understand!

"Hum, I knew that my father was jealous that I was more handsome and younger. You would not succeed if I was so black."

Lu Yichen's face was full of anger, and he fought with Lu Xing in the afternoon: "Dad, wait and see, I will be more handsome than you."

"You are younger than me. Maybe, if you are more handsome than me, it should be a little difficult."

Lu Xingye leans on the edge of the sofa and sits on the edge of the sofa beside Gu Qingge. He reaches out his hand and pinches Lu Yichen's angry little face and strikes him without hesitation.

"Mom, you take care of dad. How can he hit me like this? My heart is hurt." Lu Yichen is so pathetic that he wants to hold his heart to Gu Qingge.

That small appearance, as if it is really how much hurt.

"Little playwright." Gu Qingge fondly pinches Lu Yichen's nose and smiles warmly.

Lu Xingye looks at Gu Qingge's smiling appearance and his little wife.

It seems to feel the sight of Lu Xingye. Gu Qingge turns his head to look at Lu Xingye. The radian of his mouth is a little bigger, and his smile is very sweet. It hits Lu Xingye's heart.