Baby mommy wants to divorce

Lu tingshen looked at the photo sent by Sister Zhang and just stared at it.

After the curtain fell, the sky in the West was red, clearly outlining the outline of green mountains, fiery red sunset and green mountains.

A bench. The woman on it has long hair scattered. The hair blown by the wind is dyed red by the sunset glow in the light. Her face is slightly sideways, and the vague outline depicts the hook silhouette. At this time, she holds the little girl in her arms.

The lower jaw was gently placed on her shoulder, half of the glow was missing, the small face was full of sad color, and the curled eyelashes seemed to hang glittering condensation.

Everyone looked at Lu tingshen quietly, while he looked down at his mobile phone quietly.

The people in the photos are beautiful, but the picture shows an unspeakable sadness. Lu Ting deeply looked at the color of his eyes, a trace of ups and downs at the bottom of his heart, and then put away his mobile phone.

"Have you finished reporting?"

The people looked at each other and nodded in agreement. It seemed that they had something to leave. They didn't dare to stop.

Lu tingshen lightly swept around and slowly got up, leaving everyone with a long and straight back.

Lin Hai followed up and left two words, "break up."

Out of the company, Lin Hai was just about to drive when he was stopped.

"Key."

Lin Hai took out the key in his pocket and handed it to him, "President Lu?"

Lu tingshen took the key. Yu Guang glanced at him and said, "you can get off work." Then he opened the door and sat in. His movements were flowing and disappeared in Lin Hai's stunned sight.

Lin Hai, who was in the same place, still kept the action of handing the key and didn't have time to take it back.

Can he get off work?

After so many years of employment, as a special assistant of Lu tingshen, he has to do his best in both the company and life. As long as he works overtime, he leaves work early, and there is a flash of confusion in his eyes.

But there are other things to deal with, such as a party and several documents waiting for his signature on his desk.

Now he's gone, but he can vaguely guess where he's going back.

The Lu Ting in the car is deep. Yu Guang sweeps through the reversing mirror. He looks pale, calm, and his eyes are dark and quiet.

Until the car stopped, he didn't get off in a hurry, but lowered the window. At this time, the sunset had already ended, night came, and his sight fell in the west direction ahead. At this time, the red had turned black and blue.

He lit a cigarette, and the smoke rose slowly along the window. The time of a cigarette was not very long. The ash burned to half of the ash naturally fell and fell at the mouth of the tiger. Suddenly, he felt a burning sensation, his sight was slightly condensed, and the ash on the back of his hand had not looked away for a long time.

In the yard, there were no mother and daughter on the bench.

Sister Zhang cleaned up the garbage in the kitchen. She was still in the trash can at the door. When she turned around, she saw the car parked there. She narrowed her eyes and recognized Lu tingshen, so she walked over.

"Mr. Lu, you're back."

Lu Ting raised his eyes and looked at him. He pulled the corners of his lips slightly and threw out the cigarette butts. The ashes flew into the air with the action.

Seeing that she had no intention of getting off, Sister Zhang hesitated for a moment and whispered, "at dinner, Miss Qin asked me if you would come back."

Sure enough, Lu Ting's deep eyes coagulated, fell on her face, and heard her say, "before dinner, the young lady has been looking at the door. I guess she wants President Lu to come back and have dinner with her, so Miss Qin specially asked me, but President Lu didn't leave a word, so I didn't give it."

Lu tingshen's eyes narrowed slightly. After a moment of silence, he raised the window and drove the car into the yard in Sister Zhang's uncertain sight.

Sister Zhang was relieved and followed into the yard.

When I entered the villa, I didn't see anyone in the living room.

"After eating the fruit, they went back to their room."

Lu tingshen took off his coat, put on the compromise handed over by the servant and went upstairs.

"Mr. Lu, do you want dinner?"

"Just do something."

"OK."

As he went upstairs, he unbuttoned his shirt, casually carried the removed dark blue tie in his right hand, looked at the closed door and pushed it open.

The room was empty, but the sound of mother and daughter laughing could be heard.

The direction of the bathroom.

Lu tingshen stood at the door and looked for a long time. Finally, he walked slowly forward and stopped at the bathroom door. The conversation between mother and daughter was clear to the ear with the sound of water.

"Mom, you are so soft. I want to touch it."

"Are you ashamed to be so big?"

"Bar chirp" sound, sucking sound.

This sound seemed to break a string in Lu Ting's deep brain.

"Mom, let's sleep together tonight."

"Well, OK, are you ready?"

"It's ready."

"Then wipe it out."

"I can do it myself."

"Really?"

The little boy climbed out of the bathtub, picked up the bath towel and wiped himself a little. "At Chang's father, I bathed and dressed myself."

Qin Qian leaned against the edge of the bathtub, squinted at the little boy's clothes and raised his lips, "my daughter is great."

The little boy blushed. After wearing a nightdress, he turned and kissed Qin Qian's red cheek affected by the heat, "then I'll go out."

"Slow down and be careful not to fall."

"Good!" The child didn't wash his hair. After taking off his shower cap, he pulled the bathroom door.

But as soon as she opened it, she knocked down a big long leg. She gave a cry, covered her nose and looked up.

Lu tingshen looked up at her. His misty eyes looked like Qin Qian. At this time, he was looking at him in great surprise, making his throat a little astringent and his fingertips itchy.

"Little boy?"

As soon as the little boy was about to turn back, he was pulled out, and then a door rang.

Her little man stood at the door at a loss.

But inside the door is a different atmosphere

At the moment Qin Qian saw Lu tingshen appear, the whole person seemed to be frightened and wanted to get up immediately, but when she just squatted up in the bathtub, she realized that if she got up directly, it must be all exposed.

But what she didn't know was that the posture she couldn't afford now exposed most of her body to the water. If it was trapped, it would kill people.

Lu tingshen's eyes became darker and darker. His eyes slowly swept through every inch of her white skin, and locked the bathroom door with his backhand.

The sound of locking is dense in the fog, and the space in the narrow space is extremely loud and thorough.

Qin Qian lies back in the bathtub in some panic. Her actions are urgent and fast. There are many splashes. Her face is red because of the heat, but her eyes are full of vigilance and anger.

"What are you doing? Get out quickly. "

Lu Ting narrowed his eyes deeply, but it was full of aggression and plunder. Desire gradually spread in the fog.