Uncle, listening to what you mean, it seems to be a bit sarcastic about my mother, are you not convinced?
I never thought that one day I would face a 5-year-old child, or his Lu Jincheng's child.
This feeling was like something heavy suddenly falling from the sky and smashing on his head at once, and there was a sullen feeling.
Sometimes, what suddenly falls on your head, I don't know whether it is surprise or joy, Rao is a calm and introverted person like Lu Jincheng, in this matter, he admits that he is also a little at a loss.
Except that he really hated Heng Mengwan, the damn woman, who had secretly hidden himself for so many years, and now that he was suddenly facing this lively child, he was so nervous, he didn't know what he should say or do, which was the most correct.
ββ¦β¦ Uncle, uncle...... Hi uncle, did you hear me talking? β
Heng Yanyu saw the man sitting next to him, since he got in the car, he hadn't looked at himself, and he hadn't said a word to himself, but he was sitting next to him in the dark, and when he didn't speak, it seemed to be in his impression, and when he talked to himself, he was more serious, he knew that this was his father, so he had some awe that rose from the depths of his heart.
ββ¦β¦ Uncle, don't you like me? β
Lu Jincheng was stunned for a moment, he had never had experience with children, and naturally he didn't know, when an adult sat next to a child and even gave him a look, the child's heart would naturally think that this person must not like him, and a child of Heng Yanyu's age is even more sensitive, in fact, every move of an adult is of great significance to a child of their age.
His cautious voice made Lu Jincheng's heart move slightly, he subconsciously turned his face, the light of the carriage was not clear, the driver drove very steadily, there were street lights on the side of the road, flashed through the window one by one, and hit Heng Yanyu's face, that small face, already revealed a bit of his Lu Jincheng's heroic spirit, he looked at it, only felt that his heart was soft, and even with his eyes, they became gentler.
ββ¦β¦ No, Uncle was just thinking about things. β
The man finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
Before he knew that he was his own son, he felt that this child was very kind, so he could communicate with him well, but now, he felt that he couldn't help but think about it before he spokeβthese were like instincts.
Heng Yanyu didn't seem to be very satisfied with hearing such an answer, his small eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was very entangled in the question of "like" or "dislike", "Then uncle should like me, right?" β
In this narrow carriage, Lang Lang's voice seemed to be slowly dissipating the indifference and stiffness shrouded above, and Lu Jincheng's tense heart seemed to ease down little by little, and even the bad mood that deceived him in the previous dream night was slowly disappearing.
"Do you want me to like you, or do you not like you?"
Heng Yanyu rubbed his little nose, raised his little eyebrows, and asked instead of answering, "Uncle, do you want others to hate you?" β
The corners of Lu Jincheng's mouth twitched, and he actually smiled - at this time, he had to admit that blood was really a wonderful thing, he had never liked children, but from the first time he saw Xiao Yu, even if he didn't see his true face, even if he knew that he was slandering himself at the time, he would still be with him. Spin it down, probably this is an inexplicable like.
And now, being talked by a 5-year-old son, he finds it even more fresh and interesting.
Of course, he would never admit that Xiao Yu was so smart because of Heng Mengwan's good teaching, of course, because of his Lu Jincheng's good genes!
Heng Yanyu couldn't help blinking his eyes when he saw his father laughing, and couldn't help but say, "...... Uncle, you should smile more, you look better when you smile than with a straight face. β
The smile on the corner of Lu Jincheng's mouth froze, coughed lightly, and asked a more shocking question, "Do you think I'm not handsome enough?" β
"Not really."
Heng Yanyu replied in a similar manner, "I have probably looked at my face since I was a child, but I don't think others are handsome, and I also have an uncle, his name is Qin Yue, he is also very handsome, of course, he is not as good-looking as me, but you, uncle, are still good." I like you. β
The word "Qin Yue" still made Lu Jincheng's heart bubble with a sour bubble, but the last sentence was quite useful to him.
However, Lu Jincheng still felt irritable, he frowned, and asked in a low voice, "You also know Qin Yue?" β
"I know."
The little guy pulled his voice, as if he was very proud when he talked about Qin Yue, "He is also an uncle of mine, but of course it is also because my mother knows him, he is very good to me." β
Heng Yanyu cautiously peeked at Lu Jincheng's side face, with a face