Dear, Love Me Gently

Old man Ji saw that Lu Xiaoxin was drinking coconut hard. His original skepticism was slowly dispelled. He really went on vacation. It seems that he had a good time.

Is he really careless?

In fact, it's Lu Xiaoxin's idea to go on vacation. There are so many things going on in Chengdu. It's not better to go out and avoid the limelight.

Master Lu's death is a great blow to Lu Xiaoxin. It's also good for her to go out and relax.

It's decompression.

Old man Ji had suspected that Lu Xiaoxin and Chu Mingyang were planning on him. Now he dispelled his doubts about Lu Xiaoxin and saw that people drank coconut leisurely under the sun umbrella. He should be thirsty.

"Please tell Miss Lu that I'll invite her to dinner another day. I won't disturb you first."

With that, the old man hung up the phone in a hurry.

Lu Xiaoxin saw Chu Mingyang put down his cell phone and continued to bask face up in the sun. She held a coconut, picked up the fruit basket on one side, and walked towards Chu Mingyang.

Those little white feet are very comfortable on the beach.

"The yellow sand here is not as comfortable as the sand on the golden beach."

Golden Sands Beach?

Chu Mingyang frowns slightly when he hears Lu Xiaoxin say about golden beach. He lost his USB drive in golden beach.

"You like going to the golden beach very much?"

"I don't like it very much. Sometimes when the pressure is too high, I go to the beach to shout and relax."

Lu Xiaoxin put down the fruit basket, then sat down beside Chu Mingyang, still holding the coconut in her hands and sucking it hard.

"Why is this straw so thin? It's hard to suck."

Seeing Lu Xiaoxin with a sun hat on her head and her cheeks slightly red, Chu Mingyang got up and walked to the sun umbrella. After a while, he carried the sun umbrella over and put it down on Lu Xiaoxin's side to cover the sun above her head.

"Thank you."

Lu Xiaoxin thanked politely.

Chu Mingyang also lay under the sun umbrella, silently looking at the little woman through sunglasses.

Lu Xiaoxin reaches out to pick up a big mango in the fruit basket and puts it on Chu Mingyang's stomach. Male god, it's hard.

Seeing the little woman eating mango again, he couldn't help laughing.

"You eat mangoes every day. Aren't you tired of eating them?"

He likes to eat mangoes, but if he keeps eating them, he will be tired of them.

"If you're not tired of eating, you'll be greedy if you don't eat."

Greedy?

Hearing the little woman say greedy, Chu Mingyang smiled again.

It seemed that his precious son wanted to eat. Thinking of his son, Chu Mingyang immediately sat up, picked up the fruit knife of the fruit basket and began to deal with the peel.

"Xin'er, have you ever thought about the name of your son in the future?"

"I haven't thought about it. It's still early."

"This can be thought of."

"I haven't thought about the big name yet. I thought about the small name."

"What?"

A man looked at Lu Xiaoxin curiously. Lu Xiaoxin pointed to Chu Mingyang's hand with his eyes.

At the moment, Chu Mingyang sat on the beach with his legs crossed, just like a monk meditating. His elbows were naturally placed on his knees. He was handling the peel with a mango in one hand and a fruit knife in the other. He saw Lu Xiaoxin pointing to him somewhere with his eyes.

Brother Chu?

From the perspective of Lu Xiaoxin, it happened to be a big mango. She was going to call her baby little mango or fruit.

But a man misunderstood.

"Do you want your son to be called brother Chu?"

Damn it, is this woman crazy? How can she give her son such a nickname.

Besides, he is Chu's father. How can his son call Chu's brother.

"Asshole, can you stop being so dirty? I point my eyes at the mango in your hand. It's not it. It's like a carrot head. How can it compete with my son."

Carrot head?

If it is normal, how does the male God allow his baby to be described by the little woman with a carrot head, but the little woman is defending her son.

Yes.

The man God planted was convinced.

"How can a son call mango? When he grows up, he will blame you for not thinking carefully."

Lu Xiaoxin was stunned to hear Chu Mingyang say so.

This guy is so serious. It's just a name. Her son won't care so much.

Besides, her name is Lu Xiaoxin. Who does she ask to say she is not satisfied with? When many people talk about the word "be careful", she always thinks she is calling her.

"Mr. Chu, I'll think it over carefully in the future."

Lu Xiaoxin puts the coconut shell aside, and her eyes fall on the mango in Chu Mingyang's hands.

Looking at it, the thick eyelashes flicker like two small black brushes. They are very charming, and the eyelashes are black and curved.

Charming little meat bun.

Chu Mingyang's reason for the emergence of small meat buns in his mind is that Lu Xiaoxin lowered her head and bit a mouthful of mango meat. Her small mouth was stuffed. Her small face suddenly became chubby and cute.

"In fact, my daughter's nickname can be called Qianxun. I can find her Qiangoogle in my dream."

When Chu Mingyang finished Chihiro, Lu Xiaoxin almost spit out the mango she had just eaten in her mouth.

"Brother, do you know that there is an interesting cartoon in Japan. The protagonist in it seems to be Chihiro, and have you read the online text? This name has appeared in many books. I don't want my child to be Chihiro. Also, I'm pregnant with a son. I'll say it again. Please remember and stop talking about daughters. "

Lu Xiaoxin muttered a lot.

cartoon?

Chu Mingyang hasn't seen it yet. Only children can see it.

The male God thinks so at this time, but in the near future, he will often be forced to watch cartoons by the little devil, otherwise he will be accused of lack of love.

A man's hard days are still ahead.

He didn't read it before, but now he starts reading it, and only reads the books written by Lu Xiaoxin.

Lu Xiaoxin didn't expect that in the comment area, there is often a loyal fan who will confront those black fans.

And every time he enjoyed reading, he would reward the little woman. Without looking at the book written by Lu Xiaoxin, he felt that Lu Xiaoxin would only annoy people and work. He didn't expect to see the delicate side of the little woman in the book.

He was attracted.

Vaguely, he also inexplicably felt that the tenderness of the little woman was revealed in the book.

Chu Mingyang slowly became Lu Xiaoxin's iron powder. I believe that the women in Qingzhou who are infatuated with Chu Mingyang will not think that the male god they worship has been reading the female frequency network text.

This is love.

Love can make people change for each other.

No matter how tough a man is, he has a moment of silently bowing his head for love. Bowing his head means a lot.

Chu Mingyang bowed his head for his beloved woman just to see her more clearly.

Lu Xiaoxin bowed her head, not to admit defeat, but to see how to go under her feet.

But she didn't know that there was always a person on her road with a lamp to illuminate the road in front of her, so as not to let her get lost or hesitate.

On the contrary, Lu Xiaoxin doesn't think so.

She once loved Chu Jintian too. She deeply loved Chu Jintian. It's a pity that her feelings left a deep shadow on her.

She's scared!

"Xin'er, what do you think?"

Seeing Lu Xiaoxin holding a big mango in a daze, Chu Mingyang raised his hand and shook it in front of Lu Xiaoxin. His voice asked softly.

Since he knew that the little woman was pregnant with a fetus, he put away his domineering and resolute character.

Just change for he