Dear, Love Me Gently

"Nana, what happened to your eyes?"

Lu Xiaoxin blinked when she saw Mina's eyes, as if she had gone in.

It is said that there is no room for a little sand in people's eyes. In fact, sometimes eyelashes fall on their eyes. It's hard to feel. Lu Xiaoxin occasionally encounters this kind of thing.

When eyelashes metabolize and fall into the eyes, it will be very uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoxin leaned forward and leaned towards Mina's eyes.

At this time, as the two women approached slowly, a cold light shot straight at them, hoping to shoot holes in them.

If Lu Xiaoxin said Chu Mingyang was not human just now, Chu Mingyang was not angry. This is not the first time a little woman said so about him. He already knows what a little woman thinks.

Lu Xiaoxin deliberately gasps for breath just to take advantage of him in her mouth.

This is Lu Xiaoxin's consistent style. Just now he asked her hard in bed. The little woman can't hold down this tone. She will certainly find a chance to stimulate him. He is mentally prepared and doesn't bother to argue with her. The most important thing is that he is comfortable.

There are gains and losses.

Although this sentence is not very appropriate here, he likes to describe it like this.

Just now Lu Xiaoxin said he was not human. He was not angry.

However, at the moment, he saw Lu Xiaoxin stretch his head towards Mina. He was upset and saw the four peaks approaching together.

Chu Mingyang raised his hand and stretched it out directly. His big hand was directly held on one of the four. Then he exerted himself on his hand and directly held Lu Xiaoxin beside him.

"Assistant Lin, fasten Miss Mina's seat belt."

This old car has some special seats, so Mina asked for photos.

Because there is a seat for three in front and a seat for three in back.

It sounds wonderful, isn't it? In fact, the seats for three people side by side are small. It's a little crowded, but it's still open.

Before Mina could react, she was wearing a seat belt with Lin Yuchen's slogan on her waist.

Lu Xiaoxin is held in his arms by Chu Mingyang. The three people in front are Lin Yuchen and Mina except the driver.

Pop!

Lu Xiaoxin raised her hand and slapped the hand in front of her chest. This bastard asked her to sit down and catch her. It's not allowed to catch her for Mao.

Excessive guy.

"Mr. Chu, are you sure this kind of car can go on the road?"

Lu Xiaoxin looked at the front curiously, meaning that there were three people sitting in the front row. Didn't the traffic police check it.

"If you don't get on the road, how did the car come?"

When Lu Xiaoxin asked this question, the silent driver spoke.

"Please rest assured that this car is privileged and can run normally."

As soon as the driver's voice fell, Lu Xiaoxin looked at Chu Mingyang in surprise.

In this town, do you need any special characters to lurk? Otherwise, how can there be such an awesome car to travel? Not to mention the special structure in the car, even the appearance can't be flattered. Mina said the car was an antique. In fact, she thought so.

"Mr. Chu, you begin to wonder if your classmates are traffic police, so you can have such a privilege."

Lu Xiaoxin first thought of the traffic police, but this possibility is far fetched. Can the traffic police really be selfish.

"Miss, you are so funny. My young master is..."

As soon as the driver wanted to say something, he heard Chu Mingyang cough twice. The driver immediately stopped talking and continued driving.

"Master, what does your young master do?"

Lu Xiaoxin is a writer. She is very interested in some strange things. She is interested by the driver and can't help stretching her head to look at the driver.

"My young master and son inherit my father's business and run a small company."

The driver's answer was a little simple, and his concern flashed in his eyes. Did he speak more just now? When he came to pick them up just now, his master also told him to be cautious in his words and deeds. He said that Chu Mingyang was a rare talent, but he had a strange temper.

At first, the driver also doubted whether his owner exaggerated Chu Mingyang's character. The general character of the rich second generation is somewhat strange, but it won't be too much.

When the driver saw Chu Mingyang get on the bus, the driver found that what his master said was not too much, and he didn't exaggerate, but narrowed his words.

Chu Mingyang is not only unpredictable, but also cold and frightening.

Especially when the two girls approached just now, when he turned his back to Chu Mingyang, he seemed to feel a cold light shining in front of him.

The cold light wanted to penetrate the window and shoot out.

Chu Mingyang is really a dangerous man.

"Mr. Chu, do your classmates help you buy products?"

Lu Xiaoxin sat up straight and looked curiously at Chu Mingyang, a primary school classmate. For many years, they have been in contact with each other, which is enough to show that they have made personal friends after graduation and may have career contacts.

Helpless, this is Lu Xiaoxin's occupational disease. She likes reasoning and imagination.

"Product? What product? You've seen too much of your circle of friends. "

Chu Mingyang turned to look at Lu Xiaoxin. He saw that her clear eyes were shining curiously. Her dark eyes stared at him, and her thick eyelashes flickered. She looked like a curious child.

The reason why he said this is that after the wechat circle of friends is opened, most of them sell products. The Internet facilitates the opening of physical stores and the people who sell products at home.

"I browse the circle of friends every day. They do sell products, but the products I say are different from those of them. You sell big products, such as your invention."

When Lu Xiaoxin saw the car, she couldn't help thinking of a question. Could Chu Mingyang adapt the car with his classmates when he was a child.

Although this idea is a little bold. Primary school students are not so powerful, Lu Xiaoxin feels that nothing is impossible for Chu Mingyang.

Lu Xiaoxin agrees with this.

I don't like this guy very much, but she won't kill Chu Mingyang's talent.

"Xiao Xin, what inventions did Mr. Chu have?"

Mina heard their conversation and asked curiously.

"Nana, do you remember I told you that I had been to a base where Mr. Chu conducted experiments. When I first went there, the most unforgettable thing was Mr. Chu's office. It was like a ball. No, no, it was a globe. The house would rotate. I accidentally touched the machine and the house began to rotate. After Mr. Chu stopped the house, I just lay on the ceiling, That picture was also photographed by Mr. Chu and sent to the circle of friends. People say I'm a female spider man! "

Lu Xiaoxin said, and her little face was embarrassed.

Although it was a thrilling time, it was funny to think about it afterwards.

"Ha ha, Xiaoxin, I remember. I read the circle of friends. The following comments are killing me. Some people say that there is a male spider man out of China and a female spider man in China. People say if you two get married, will you make crabs?"

After Mina finished, Lu Xiaoxin and Chu Mingyang looked at her with cold light in their eyes.

"Shit, Xiaoxin, don't learn from Mr. Chu. You look at me with such sharp eyes and want to shoot me with your eyes. It's terrible!"

Mina put her hands around her body and made a gesture of fear.

"Mina, what are you talking about? What crab? My son is not a crab."

"Xiaoxin, you don't understand now. People say crab means whether you will walk sideways when you have a son in the future. It means cow."

Mina's joke has really become a reality in the future.

After giving birth to a child, Lu Xiaoxin not only didn't kill her son, but also lived a little life because she had a son, which was called hi PI.

It's really like Mina said, crab, walk sideways.

Of course, those who walk sideways will suffer. At the moment of his son's birth, the market value of the old bacon, the male god, was completely replaced by small fresh meat.

At that time, Lu Xiaoxin pinched her waist with both hands, pointed to the male god whose market value had plummeted and said, "male god, the cow can't get up. My son is better than you."

"Lu Xiaoxin, how many times have I told you that he is our son."

"If you want to sit back and enjoy your success, you have a beautiful idea."

"You see, your son is a reduced version of me. You can't deny it."

"My son, this is a male god's face. Where is it like you and where?"

The male god was completely speechless and fell down directly. He had to give birth to a son belonging to them and prove it to Lu Xiaoxin.