Chapter 1372

with eye-catching eyes and seemed interested in this question.Gu Ye-jin smoked a cigarette from her handsome eyes, and then looked at Ye Ling as far as she could see. "just one."Gu Yuejin had a woman...Xiao Wu looked at the two people flirting in front of him. He really didn't understand. Is the young master looking for abuse

A big bowl of dog food on a big night.

"Young master, if you want to see Miss Xia, why don't you go up and say hello miss Xia and the young master are both far away." Xiao Wu said in a voice.

Lu Zi looked at Xia Xiyi in front of him and shook his head slowly. He said softly, "now that she is very happy, the best way for me to treat her is …" Don't bother. I'm content to take a look at her like this. "

she loves Landing Hanting deeply in her heart, and the three Mengbao are also growing up. In terms of seniority, she is his sister-in-law. Now the best way for him to treat her is not to disturb her, not to embarrass her, to make her carefree, to let her be so … Be happy.

after he loves her, she will not know, as long as he knows.

soon, Lu Hanting and Xia Xiyi disappeared from sight.

Xiaowu is very distressed about his young master. They all say that the men of the Lu family are infatuated with each other. This is true. "Master, shall we go and have a look at the lady I heard that her wife colluded with the mackerel people this time and caused great trouble."

Lu Zi looked at the direction of Xia Xie's disappearance and shallowly ticked his thin lips. "if it was really a disaster, it would be useless for me to go. On the contrary, it would make my mother fantasize and not repent."

Xiao Wu thought that the young master was the greatest reliance on Mrs. Zhaodi. With the young master, Mrs. Zhaodi would never repent, so it would be better to ignore her. Anyway, with the young master, the Lu family would not have killed Mrs. Zhaodi.

"Master, I heard that Mrs. Carol is back. Shall we... To see each other " Mrs. wreath

Liu Liulu...

listening to the name, Lu Zi envied the slight movement of his beautiful eyelids. When he was very young, he had seen a portrait of Liu Lianlu in his father's study.

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his mother Liu Zhaodi and Liu Yilu look very much alike, but at that time he could see the difference between them at a glance. Liu Luosheng's beautiful beauty and cool talent in her eyebrows made her look like a beautiful fairy. Compared with her, Liu Zhaodi was like a cloud and mud. Instead of adding points, this similar face became more and more clumsy.

he was so shocked at that time that he raised his small hand and tried to caress the face of the man in the picture.

he doesn't know what's wrong with him. It's like there's a call in the middle of nowhere. He really wants to get close to the person in the picture.

but before his little hand touched it, the door of the study was pushed open and his father appeared.

he still remembers his father's frosty face, and his father said a few words to him in a quiet voice, "get out!" Remember, the person in this picture is not something you can touch! "

he was thrown out so awkwardly when his aunt came back. He was standing outside, listening to his aunt and father having a big fight in the study.

so when Lu Zi-Yan was very young, he knew that his father loved only one woman in his life, and that woman's name was Liu Kuilu.

because he is the son of his mother, the mother is not spoiled, so the father does not like him either, and he is not even qualified to touch the wreath.

his mother often told him that he wanted to fight and rob, and they were all descendants of the Lu family, so why did he have nothing

in fact, it is not that he has nothing, but that he wants nothing. He has been longing for this unattainable fatherly love since he was a child, and he is already afraid.

he is a doctor, but he has been healing himself all these years. Some people have healed their childhood all their lives.up, and there was a mirror in front of her so that she could see him through the shiny mirror.Ye Ming has already taken a bath, her short, neat hair lying wet on her forehead, covered in damp moisture...