Full Marks Hidden Marriage

Ning Xueluo was only slightly relieved, and there was a hint of yin in his eyes. "You can be more aggressive when you start, this is more realistic!"

"Relax, little girl, you don't have to teach me this kind of thing! Don't forget about my thing!" The man lowered his voice.

Ning Xueluo's tone was a little irritable, "Don't you say that I will find a chance to help you carry it in? There will be a batch of goods from Los Angeles to the Imperial City next month! There will be no problem, you just have to do this OK, say everything! "

...

Imperial City, Platinum Palace.

In the study room, Xiao Baozi was lying in front of the uncle's desk, staring at him with big eyes, and issued the sixteenth question today, "When will Ma Ma come back?"

These days, the conversation between Lu Tingxiao and Xiaobao is basically:

"When is Ma Ma coming back?"

"Why didn't Ma Ma come back?"

"Will Ma Ma be back today?"

"Will Ma Ma be back tomorrow?"

...

Obviously, a talking son is more difficult to deal with than a non-speaking son.

It used to be just an eye attack, but now there are more voice attacks.

Lu Tingxiao squeezed his eyebrows and closed the laptop in front of him. Then he tilted his head and looked at the son in front of him complexly.

These days, Xiaobao called her mother, her grandpa, her grandma, and her second uncle.

Although Xiaobao was furious with Lu Jingli every time he talked to Lu Jingli, he could see that Xiaobao actually liked Jing Li because he talked to him the most, and basically gave a reply every time.

And he ...

So far I haven't heard Xiaobao call him "Dad".

Every time Xiaobao looks for him, he always talks or asks about Ning Xi. Besides that, he has no other words.

It is impossible to say that he doesn't care at all.

"Xiao Bao, come here, let's talk." Lu Tingxiao beckoned towards his son.

Xiaobao was looking forward to her mother's return with all her heart. She was not in a mood to chat, and she was obviously not interested.

"Unwilling to call me?" Lu Tingxiao asked directly.

Hearing Lu Tingxiao's words, Xiaobao's small face suddenly froze and stiffened there.

Sure enough, the child was indeed unwilling, so he deliberately refused to call him.

"Why? Can you tell me?" Lu Tingxiao asked as softly as possible.

But the little guy's face seemed even more ugly.

Even this time, he didn't even want to talk to Lu Tingxiao, and took out the tablet he hadn't used for a long time.

Although he is now expressing himself in words, the habit of carrying a tablet with him has not changed.

Then, Lu Tingxiao saw his son writing three words on the writing board: [blame you]

Blame me?

Lu Tingxiao looked at these three words, looking a bit inexplicable, "what do you mean?"

Xiao Baozi's eyes were full of grievances, and the small expression became even more sorrowful. He continued to brush and wrote: [It's all your fault, Xiao Bao didn't come out of her mother's belly! Xiaobao wants to be born from mother's belly! !! !! ]

The little boy was holding the tablet with red eyes, and the little expression was almost crying.

He knew that although Aunt Xiaoxi had always been so good and so good to him, she was not his biological mother, nor the one who gave birth to him.

The thought of this made him particularly angry!

Why was n’t he born to Aunt Xiaoxi!

After seeing his son's words, Lu Tingxiao stumbled stupidly, even crying and laughing.