Dear, Love Me Gently

As soon as Lu Xiaoxin's voice fell, Yang Xiunian came in from the outside.

As soon as he came in, he heard Lu Xiaoxin say so. However, Lu Xiaoxin also saw that the head came in greatly. She hurried to Yang Xiunian.

"Chief dada, do you think the teapot is your favorite or your wife is your favorite?"

Do you need him to answer this question? Although the purple clay pot has been listed as an antique, it's a pity to fall.

But the purple clay pot can't be compared with his wife.

Besides, Lu Xiaoxin is now his Savior. Whether his wife can become normal depends on Lu Xiaoxin, so it's good to turn a blind eye to some things.

"Of course it's my wife."

The chief replied very simply.

"It's over. Your wife just broke your baby and was scared. She said it was a baby. Go and explain it quickly." Lu Xiaoxin then raised her hand and patted the head on the shoulder, and then walked aside.

"You didn't break it?"

Hearing what Lu Xiaoxin said, Chu Mingyang asked in surprise.

"When did I say I broke it?"

Lu Xiaoxin shrugged and said.

When a man heard Lu Xiaoxin say this, he was speechless. She didn't say, and he didn't ask. He only saw the little woman standing in front of the broken teapot, so he thought she broke it. It was a misunderstanding.

"Lu Xiaoxin, what are you doing?"

"I'll go to bed. Don't follow me. I'm annoyed when I see you."

Lu Xiaoxin waved her hand and motioned Chu Mingyang not to follow her.

"I'll go to bed, too."

Seeing his uncle coaxing his frightened aunt, Chu Mingyang said in a deep voice.

"You can sleep. Don't follow me."

Lu Xiaoxin turns around and wants to get angry when she sees the guy behind her ass.

"My uncle asked me to sleep in my cousin's room."

"Shit!"

Hearing Chu Mingyang's words, Lu Xiaoxin was unhappy and turned to Yang Xiunian.

Chu Mingyang didn't expect that the little woman would suddenly return. One didn't beware that he didn't have time to stop Lu Xiaoxin.

"Chief dada, didn't you just tell me to let me sleep in your daughter's room?"

"Yes."

The head greatly heard Lu Xiaoxin's question and nodded to show that it was correct.

"But why do you want that guy to sleep in your daughter's bedroom? How many daughters do you have?"

Lu Xiaoxin asked curiously.

How many daughters?

Hearing Lu Xiaoxin's question, Yang Xiunian really wants to have more daughters with his wife, but it's a pity

"I have only one daughter."

Yang Xiunian replied in a deep voice.

Hearing what Yang Xiunian said, Lu Xiaoxin was so angry that she really wanted to burst into foul language.

It turned out that this guy promised a bedroom to two people. Did he mean it!

Chu Mingyang's face turned white when he saw the little woman. He couldn't help but smoke from the corners of his lips.

Even if she had a relationship with Chu Mingyang several times, it doesn't mean they have to sleep in the same bedroom. Is the old man really confused or fake confused.

"Lord Commander, do you allow your soldiers to mess with each other? I mean that kind of abnormal relationship between men and women. "

"Of course not!"

"That's enough. Report to the chief. I ask for a person to sleep."

Lu Xiaoxin said and made a gesture reported by the soldiers. Although her salutation posture was not standard, her expression was in place, her expression was firm and her small hands were powerful.

Chu Mingyang saw the little woman so, and suddenly understood why she had suddenly changed her mind before.

It turned out that she wanted to experience the taste of being a soldier.

Seeing the little woman like this, Chu Mingyang flashed a trace of appreciation in his eyes.

"Yes."

The head saw Lu Xiaoxin's firm little eyes, palpitating, and unexpectedly agreed.

Chu Mingyang just wanted to ask his uncle what he should do?

At this time, Lu Xiaoxin turns around and looks at Chu Mingyang proudly. There is a glimmer of starlight in her proud eyes, which is so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.

"Mr. Chu, I'm sure you can't go against your uncle's wishes. Your uncle let me have my own bedroom, so that bedroom tonight belongs to my sister. You? The living room is nice. "

Lu Xiaoxin couldn't help laughing.

Seeing the little woman smiling at him, Chu Mingyang was speechless.

Alas!

Little woman, when can I grow up.

Lu Xiaoxin waved to the chief's wife, "chief, chief's wife, good night."

The little woman said that, turned around and walked briskly towards her bedroom. At the moment of passing Chu Mingyang, Lu Xiaoxin compassionately patted Chu Mingyang on the shoulder.

"Mr. Chu, you must have never experienced sleeping in the living room. In fact, it feels very good. The room is large and the air is good."

Lu Xiaoxin said, reached out to open the bedroom door, walked in, closed the door, and finally clicked to lock the door.

Oh!

Seeing the series of actions of the little woman, Chu Mingyang frowned fiercely.

sympathy?

Today, this is the second time for the little woman to cast a sympathetic look at him. For the first time, she cast a sympathetic look at him. He endured it. What are the meanings of this second sympathetic look.

He didn't want to bear it, but the door was locked.

In fact, what Lu Xiaoxin said just now is a big truth. When she was a child, she often slept in the living room. At that time, she felt like this, with large space and good air.

"Mingyang, clean up yourself and have a rest early."

Yang Xiunian glanced underground and motioned Chu Mingyang to clean up the living room and rest early.

Chu Mingyang hardly does housework. He has servants at home. When he was a child, he lived with his grandmother. Her grandmother loved him very much and was not willing to let him do housework at all.

Recently, he was with Lu Xiaoxin. Occasionally, he helped the little woman clean up the mess. He cleaned up the mess outside. When he couldn't see the mess at home, he would clean it up by himself.

Now that his uncle had said it, he naturally wanted to clean up, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up the fragments of the purple clay pot.

Antiques!

Once he remembered that his mother told him that the purple clay pot used by his uncle was priceless.

It's a pity that it's so priceless that it's scrapped.

Just when Chu Mingyang felt pity, the door of one bedroom opened, and Lu Xiaoxin stretched out her head from inside.

"Mr. Chu, keep the fragments for me. Don't lose them. I'm useful."

With that, the door slammed shut.

Chu Mingyang just wanted to say that you want to clean up by yourself, but the little woman who is fast doesn't give him a chance to speak at all.

but!

I don't want to follow the little woman's words, but I wonder what the little woman wants to do with these fragments. At least this is my uncle's baby. Keep it. It's a pity to throw it away.

Chu Mingyang turned to the kitchen, took out a plate from inside, picked up the fragments of the purple clay pot on the ground, and then put it at the door of Lu Xiaoxin's bedroom. When he turned to leave, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, he heard Lu Xiaoxin coming to open the door with her slippers.

Lu Xiaoxin opens the door and Chu Mingyang stands at the door. It seems that he is really ready to leave.

"Grunt!"

Chu Mingyang raised his finger to the bottom. Lu Xiaoxin looked down along his gesture and saw a plate of fragments.

"Fortunately, it wasn't very broken, otherwise it would be a pity."

Lu Xiaoxin muttered, then bent down to pick up the plate and turned back to the room.

Chu Mingyang just wanted to say that you don't know how to say thank you. Unexpectedly, the other party still didn't give him a chance to speak and closed the door directly.

Make sb stare with anger.

The next day, Chu Mingyang was so glad to hear Lu Xiaoxin's words and didn't throw away the fragments.