Mr.Lu, your wife wants to divorce

Seeing the whole Lu family crowding out the warmth of childlike innocence, Shen Cuilu exchanged eyes with Fang LAN and raised her lips with a smile.

"Mom, her heart is warm and she is still ill. Let her have a rest." Shen Lu said pitifully.

"Xi Lu, your child is too kind-hearted. Forget it. Anyway, I dare not call Miss Tong." Fang LAN cooperates with Shen Lu.

Shen Cuilu deliberately lowered her voice, but her eyes swept to Lu Shen's back. Her voice was not big or small, just so that Lu Shen could hear it.

Lu Shen turned his back to them and turned his head slightly. The dark suit was like an inseparable ink, outlining the alienated figure. The long eyelashes dropped and hid the cold eyes.

"She's just a servant."

Put down a word and Lu Shen got in the car and left.

Childlike innocence is warm, but it seems to be sentenced to death. It is like a lamb to be slaughtered under the eyes of Shen Cuilu's mother and daughter.

Shen Cuilu's eyes and tail rose, as if he was thinking about something, but his voice remained gentle at ordinary times.

"My heart is warm. Go and help me clean up my room."

Childlike warmth's legs were still stiff in place. Fang LAN pushed his body and hit the flower rack.

With a bang, the flower seedlings she planted before marriage broke together with the flowerpot.

She stared at the dying flowers, stretched out her hand and retracted back.

Forget it, the flowers won't bloom.

"I'll go." The child's heart is warm and there is no Shinto.

Shen Cuilu took Fang LAN in her arm and turned to say, "Mom, I'm hungry."

"OK, OK, I made your favorite eight treasure porridge."

The mother and daughter went to the restaurant laughing and joking, just like the hostess of the family.

Tong xinnuan took a tool and went upstairs to push away the new house that originally belonged to her and Lu Shen.

There is a deep breath of land left in the air, as well as an indelible ambiguity.

Thinking, her nose was sour and pressed her chest, as if the surrounding oxygen had been evacuated, making her unable to breathe. When her eyes dodged, she saw something on the ground.

Used TT.

In addition to being stunned, the child's heart was warm, covered his stomach and couldn't help retching. He went directly to the bathroom and vomited. After turning over the river, only his mouth was full of sour and astringent. He shrank in the corner and wept silently for fear of being seen by others.

She knew that no one in the world would help herself anymore.

Childlike warmth cleaned up the bedroom with physical discomfort. Before leaving, she stacked Lu Shen's pajamas in his habitual position and stroked the silk pajamas with both hands, as if she touched the gentle Lu Shen.

"Lu Shen." She sobbed to herself.

"What are you still doing here? Lazy? " The servant suddenly entered the room and ordered, "the carpet at home needs to be washed. Miss Shen said that the expensive carpet must be washed by hand. If you can't wash it well today, don't sleep."

Before Tong xinnuan could answer, the two maids took her to the yard.

The huge carpet had been wet with cold water and was still emitting white gas in the cold snow.

The child's heart warmed up and shrunk cold.

"Still know cold?"

When the maid smiled, the two pulled down the shoes on the warm feet of the child's heart from left to right, and let her step barefoot on the frozen carpet.

"You wash your shoes, aren't you dirty again? We'll save you some trouble. "

The two giggled.

The maid threw a small brush to the child's heart and said with a smile, "wash it carefully. Miss Shen likes to be clean and can't tolerate any dirt."

"You're wrong. Miss Shen is so generous. She puts such a big dirty thing at home and gives me a meal. If I can't bear it, I'll starve to death. Who calls her evil hearted?"

The two maids were discussing.

Tong xinnuan's eyes are dry and red. Looking at his red and swollen fingers washing clothes for Fang LAN yesterday, listening to the maid say so, her eyes are desolate.

Now, the whole city knows that her father is a devil who doesn't let go of children.

And she is unscrupulous and vicious.

But from beginning to end, those who pointed at her nose never gave her a chance to prove her innocence.

No matter how much you say, it's just sophistry.

Warm childlike innocence pinched her hand's brush and stepped on the carpet barefoot. The cold water made her walk on thin ice. Every step was like a thin needle sticking into the bone. Even if she clenched her teeth, it was still painful and cold.

She squatted down slowly, bit her lips hard, and her mouth was bleeding.

Suddenly, she felt numb on her back, was kicked and knelt on the wet and cold carpet.

"Childlike innocence! How can you brush it so clean? Kneel down and look more carefully! " The maid looked at the childlike warmth with her hands on her hips.

The child's heart is warm, and his limbs are numb with cold. He brushes the carpet mechanically.

"Hurry up, it's almost dinner. If you can't finish it, you won't have dinner."

How can you finish it?

Tong xinnuan looked up at the brightly lit Lu family. Shen Cuilu stood in front of the French window of the living room with hot tea and looked at her proudly.

Shen Lu shook the teacup in her hand and smiled.

So beautiful, so dazzling.

……

It was getting dark, the child's heart was getting warmer and weaker, and everything in front of her became blurred. She moved her fingers and took a breath in pain.

Look carefully, there are cracks in ten fingers.

The child's heart is warm, his hands are clenched, and he takes a breath. His fingers tighten to keep the short warmth, but because of the involvement, the wound is more cracked, and some places are bleeding.

She dare not touch, can only let the numb pain torture her.

Suddenly, there was a sound of parking outside the gate. The child's heart was warm. He looked up and saw a figure approaching not far away.

Thick black coat, handsome and indifferent face, cold and dangerous look.

It's Lu Shen.

The child's heart was warm and nostalgic. He stretched out his hand to grasp Lu Shen's clothes, but he ignored her and walked to the porch.

"Lu Shen, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Shen Cuilu hugged her shoulders and looked very cold.

But Shen Lulu just came out.

Lu Shen took off his coat and wrapped Shen Lu tightly. He said faintly, "it's cold outside. Go in."

"It doesn't matter. I want to wait for you every day. I won't be afraid of it no matter how cold it is." Shen Cuilu snuggled up to Lu Shen and glanced at the warmth of childlike innocence.

Shen Cuilu, with a cry, ran to the warm heart of the child.

"Warm heart, why are you here? Didn't I let you rest? Ah, I see. You must know Lu Shen is coming back now, don't you? What if you freeze like this? Who does the carpet in this winter? "

The words fell, the warm hands trembled, and the blood beads on the fingers dropped.

Washing the carpet is an order from the sun.

Let her kneel here in such a panic is also Shen Cuilu's meaning.

At the moment, the meaning from Shen Cuilu's words was that she deliberately pretended to be poor in front of Lu Shen.

Tong xinnuan looked at Lu Shen and shook his head. "No, Lu Shen, listen to me..."

"If you like washing, wash it before you come in."

Lu Shenju and Gao Linxia looked at the child's warm heart. His shallow eyes were lighter than snow. He had no feelings. He stretched out his hand and took Shen Cuilu into his arms. He didn't look back into the house.

The child's heart was warm. He propped up his body and wanted to catch up, but his knees were numb with cold. As soon as he stood up, he knelt on the ground again.

She stretched out her red hand and wanted to catch Lu Shen's last shadow.

"Lu Shen! Lu Shen! "

Lu Shen couldn't hear it.