Exclusive Sweet Marriage

"Really? Dad Lu Zitong's eyes are shining, like falling into two bright stars.

Lu nanzhe's face changed and he stared at Zitong angrily. He had mixed feelings in his heart. Since when, his daughter had no longer depended on her. Now he was so excited to leave him.

He really failed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help humming and didn't go to see Lu Zitong.

Lu Zitong saw that his father's face was not right. He immediately hooked his neck and gently pulled his face with both hands. Even if the face was wrinkled and changed, it was still very charming. It was very pleasing to see how many times.

"Dad, don't get me wrong, you are still my favorite man." With a long ending, Lu Zitong has a completely different image of being young and mature on peace day.

Smell speech, Lu Nan zhe facial expression finally good several minutes, indifferently looked at her one eye, "really? Not to make me happy. "

Lu Zitong looks at such an awkward father, and his heart is also full of emotions. For decades, his love for her has not changed at all, but is growing with each passing day.

In her childhood memory, he has been a busy person, but no matter how busy, always find time to accompany her, and then when she fell asleep, he worked overtime in the study alone.

Whenever the students around her complain that their parents are too busy to take them out to play, she can always hold her head high and say: "my father is different. He is busy, but he never ignores me."

But she didn't depend on him as much as she did when she was a child.

No wonder he suffers.

"Of course it's true, Dad." Three of them are deceptive, and the other seven are absolutely sincere.

"You still have a little conscience. It's worth my pain."

"Mayor Lu has been hurting me all the time. What should I do? I suddenly want to eat the dumplings you made. I feel like I haven't eaten them for a long time. Can we make dumplings tonight?"

"What's the difficulty? When I came home in the afternoon, your mother asked me to buy fresh pork and beef, and I'll wrap your favorite green pepper pork stuffing for you."

"OK, then we'll make a happy decision. I'll give you a hand." Lu Zitong stood up and rolled his sleeve eagerly.

Lu nanzhe lovingly points her nose and puts her hand on Lu Zitong's shoulder. Father and daughter go into the kitchen together.

"Mom, don't be busy. Dad is going to make dumplings for me."

Zhou Qingyun smiles and looks at her husband, "are you not busy today?"

"I can't finish my work, but the number of times I cook for my daughter is estimated to be less and less. My daughter says she wants to eat, so I naturally want to be satisfied." Lu nanzhe explained with a smile.

Zhou Qingyun shakes her head with a smile. The appearance of her beloved daughter is also amazing. Her daughter is the lover of her father's last life. This is absolutely correct.

In the past, she was not less jealous. Now she is used to it, and this is the little princess she holds in her hand. Everyone hurts, and she is too lazy to care.

Lu nanzhe can also cook, and his cooking skills are very good. However, because of the nature of his work, he has a lot of social activities. He often does not eat at home for dinner and has few opportunities to cook in person.

Lu Zi Tong put on an apron for his father, and then began to go to the refrigerator to get the ingredients. Lu Nan zhe washed his hands and began to cut and chop the meat neatly.

For a moment, the kitchen sounded the sound of chop chop chop.

"Dad, let's use the meat grinder. It's very tiring to chop like this."

"No, the meat made by meat grinder doesn't smell good. Dad can't make dumplings for you easily. He must be the best to eat."

Lu Zitong's nose is slightly sour. After washing the vegetables, she has been standing aside, holding a towel and wiping sweat for Lu nanzhe from time to time. At this time, she will find her father's expression is extremely soft, and the corners of her mouth are gently hooked. It's like she's got the whole world and can't be satisfied.

"Dad, if you don't make more dumplings, I'll start to work soon. I've found a house and I'll move there soon. At that time, I can take some of them into the refrigerator. They can be eaten as breakfast or as a snack. With dad's heart in the dumplings, I'll eat very well and work with a lot of energy."

"Yes, I'll pack more tonight. You can take as much as you want." Lu nanzhe is in a bad mood when he sees his daughter buying so much.

Lu nanzhe worked hard for two hours to get all the fillings ready. He used green pepper pork, vegetarian three delicacies, celery beef, leeks and shrimps, as well as some ingredients in the refrigerator.

A family of three gathered around a big round table to make dumplings. After making some, Zhou Qingyun began to cook dumplings. Lu Zitong and Lu nanzhe continued to make dumplings.

After dinner, the whole family continued to pack two bags.

In the evening, Lu Zitong sleeps on Lu nanzhe's lap watching TV. Lu nanzhe gently picks her hair and asks, "Zitong, when will you move?"

"The day after tomorrow, but I'm not sure."

"OK, no matter what time it is, you tell Dad in advance that Dad will free up his schedule and move for you in person."

"Well, you can buy me some furniture and help me decorate it by the way. I want the style of my room."

"OK, dad will help you with these things. I'll make sure you're satisfied."

"I don't worry about Dad's business." Lu Zitong holds his father's waist.

He poked his abdomen, and his tentacles were strong abdominal muscles. For decades, he said, "Dad, you say that you haven't had a long stomach for so many years. Look at your subordinates, they are young, and many of them are already big bellied, let alone the ones who are the same age as you. They are miserable one by one."

"The figure is all exercise, your father I exercise every day, naturally will not grow."

"Yes, but I think our Lu family's genes are good, so none of them are not good-looking." Lu Zitong smiles.

Zhou Qingyun sits aside. She doesn't know how other people's father and daughter get along with each other in private, and whether they are so close. However, how the two of them look at each other? They can't bear to look directly at each other. She feels that she has become the light bulb between them.

Finally, Lu Zitong fell asleep on Lu nanzhe's lap. Lu nanzhe gently carried her into the room, covered her with a quilt, and then slowly stepped out.

All of a sudden, I feel that the shoulder is sour and painful, and the waist is uncomfortable. I can't help beating it.

"What? Is it hurt? "

"Maybe it's too much force, some of it twisted to the waist, but it seems that the shoulder also hurt." Lu nanzhe has some helpless ways.

Zhou Qingyun gives him a clear look, finds the medicinal wine, presses him to lie on the bed, kneads his shoulder and waist carefully, and then smears the medicinal wine.

"I'm really old. I can hurt myself if I cook." Lu nanzhe sighed.