Lovesick: The President's Destined Sweet Wife

"Do you want a hug?" Ran Ruoyu suggested that Chen Siyu liked children so much.

Listening to ran ruo's words, Chen Siyu waved her hand again and again.

"Forget it, I'm afraid I can't hold it well. It's not good to fall my niece."

Ran Ruoyu said with a smile, "it's OK. Come on."

Chen Siyu or timid, dare not, put Cheng Xiaoqian out.

"Let Xiaoqian hold her. She'll hold the baby."

She can remember that Cheng Xiaoqian went to the kindergarten to do public welfare last time. It should be no problem to hold a child.

Cheng Xiaoqian did not refuse, although the action is a little strange.

Looking down at the baby in her arms, Cheng Xiaoqian is in a complicated mood.

This is the child of Dingcheng and ranruoyu. How lovely.

It seems to be able to sense the outside world. When Cheng Xiaoqian smiles at her, Lu Yuexi also smiles.

Seeing the child smile, Chen Siyu is more excited.

"How lovely."

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The same time.

In a hotel room.

A boy about fourteen or fifteen years old pushed open the bathroom door and came out.

His hair was wet, and he was wiping it with a towel.

Another boy of the same age was sitting on the sofa playing games. Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening, he asked, "Lu Jiaming, are you really going tonight?"

The boy who was called Lu Jiaming laughed, threw the towel in his hand and said in a cold voice, "if your grandson is afraid, hide in the room for me. No one forces you to go."

The boy murmured, "Damn it."

Lu Jiaming sneered, "besides the game, do you know anything else?"

The boy put aside his mobile phone and said, "I know more about it. I eat, shit and sleep. I do it every day."

"Vulgar." Lu Jiaming has no good temper to retort.

"You're not vulgar? Is it hard for you not to shit? "

"Shut up." Lu Jiaming is really annoyed, "you say, can he go tonight?"

"Who?" The boy asked knowingly.

Lu Jiaming is not happy, to the boy called his name: "xuziqiao."

Xu ziqiao suddenly serious down: "don't worry, will go."

In this way, Lu Jiaming sighed.

"If he dares to go, I will kill him directly." Lu Jiaming gritted his teeth.

Xu ziqiao shook his head, some helpless.

"Jiaming, I heard that your mother is chasing you. Aren't you afraid that your mother will take you back and put you in jail?"

This is a precedent. I remember the last time Lu Jiaming fought with people outside the school, his mother directly suspended him from school, and then invited private tutors. In this way, Lu Jiaming was trapped at home for more than half a year.

But Lu Jiaming was suffocated.

"Don't mention those that have not, I tell you, I used to small, now I grow up, my mother can't control so much."

Lu Jiaming totally disagrees.

This time, he had to work hard to find the man. Could he let go of such an opportunity?

Even if he will be taught by his mother, he doesn't care.

"Jiaming, don't blame me for not reminding you. Racing is a game. You are still young." Xu ziqiao's mouth is especially solemn.

Lu Jiaming gave a cold smile.

Can he not know?

But how about that? This time, he will never let that man go. It's better to let that man see the king of hell on the field.

In this way, he doesn't have to worry about it any more.

Thinking of his mother, Lu Jiaming was so depressed that he couldn't feel well.

"Don't worry, my driving skills are not as bad as that."

Xu ziqiao sighed helplessly.

Lu Jiaming's driving skills are probably the level of bumper cars.