Chapter 11: Paying Yourself to Me?
Afraid that Luo Qinghe would withdraw his hand, Luo Chu spread his short legs, trotted in front of Luo Qinghe in three steps and two steps, and carefully put his little hand into his wide but slightly cool palm.
Luo Chu raised his little head and grinned, and the two round dimples seemed to be filled with fine wine, mellow and pleasant.
Luo Qinghe's gaze fell on Luo Chu's slightly reddened neck, and his eyes instantly turned cold, turning to Ji Zihan, who was used as a background cloth.
His face was indifferent, and his eyes were as cold as ice, "The girl of the Luo family is noble, please meet Ji Ershao in the future and walk around." β
Ji Zihan choked, this second uncle of the Luo family somehow always doesn't wait to see him.
"Poof..."Luo Chu didn't hold back and laughed.
Luo Qinghe looked at her helplessly, but she was really as naughty as Ah Zhi.
Yan Xuan walked over from outside, "Master, the eldest young master has brought the second young master back, and Miss Ou is waiting in the living room." β
When Luo Chu heard it, the eldest brother arrested the second brother back?
Miss Ou Jia... Ouyan?
What is that mother-in-law going to do, blind date?
Eh, no, Ou Yan and the second brother already have a baby kiss, what kind of blind date do they have.
Luo Qinghe looked at Luo Chu, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Do you want to go and see together?" "His family Ah Zhi likes to watch dramas the most on weekdays, and he is curious to see this child's face, and he is also a lively person.
Luo Chu nodded, did not let go of his hand, and followed Luo Qinghe.
As soon as the three of them left, Ji Zihan was left alone by the lake basking in the sun...
Ji Zihan: "??? "Why is this Locke hospitality less and less like that?
...
Before he walked to the living room, Luo Chu heard a scream from the living room, "If you say that you will withdraw from the marriage, you will withdraw from the marriage directly!" What to do with getting me back? Say I won't marry anything, okay? β
Luo Ling, the second young master of the Luo family, grew a fresh meat little white face, caught up with the aesthetic trend, the men's group debuted in the C position, singing and dancing to harvest a wave of fans, but somehow, he suddenly changed careers to filming, and since then, the black material has continued, and in the past two years, it has been in a state of blackness on the whole network.
Ou Yan was silent, half of his eyes didn't look at the fiancΓ© of this name, and his eyes fell on the man sitting on the sofa with his legs folded on the side, wearing a black shirt.
The slender and white hand under the man's slightly rolled sleeves held the tea cup, obviously silent, but there was a coercion around him.
Ou Yan's gaze finally fell on the shallow lip flap under the high bridge of her nose, and she bent her lips and licked her back molars... I want to bite.
Luo Chu blinked, it turned out to be a divorce?
With the eldest young master of the Luo family here, Luo Qinghe didn't need to come forward, he held the little hand in his hand, and somewhere in his heart softened, inexplicably feeling that he was holding Azhi.
The three of them stood not far behind a few people in the hall, silently watching the "good show".
As if noticing Ou Yan's gaze, the man in the black shirt, Luo Chuan, the eldest young master of the Luo family, slowly put down the teacup with his well-proportioned and slender fingers, raised his eyes, and met Ou Yan's direct gaze, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, "Then retreat." β
The voice is low, with a slightly low magnetism.
Luo Ling breathed a sigh of relief, after grinding for so long, he could be regarded as being able to dissolve this bullshit marriage contract.
"Okay! Then I'll go first, I'm filming, what's the matter! β
Luo Chu looked at Luo Ling's stupid man and ran out of the hall while complaining, the speed, as if he was going to grab money.
The hall returned to calm.
Yan Xuan pushed Luo Qinghe and walked over.
Seeing Luo Qinghe, Luo Chuan nodded slightly, "Second uncle." "The tone is low, and the attitude is neither humble nor arrogant.
His eyes fell on the conspicuous blue little ball on the side, his familiar facial features, his moist eyes stared at him, and his tender little face seemed to be able to pinch out the water.
This is the daughter of his precious sister who was born outside... It's as cute as she is.
Luo Chuan glanced at Luo Qinghe, who was in a wheelchair.
Luo Qinghe lowered his eyes slightly, as if to say, continue.
Ou Yan on the side looked at it with interest, how does this Luo family plan to compensate for being repented of his marriage?
Luo Chuan retracted his gaze, then looked at Ou Yan, his tone was indifferent, as if he was dealing with people in the mall, "The Luo family regrets their marriage and deserves to give a compensation, what does Miss Ou need?" β
His attitude was too cold, but Ou Yan looked at his face that was too annoying, and his eyes were full of interest, compensating...
"I... Lack of a fiancΓ©, why don't you be wronged by Luo Dashao and compensate me? β
Ou Yan's voice was light, but there was no frivolity at all.
The expression on the side was almost uncontrollable.
This Miss Ou is really as amazing as ever, and she is fat!
Luo Chu opened the big eyes of Carslan who was watching the play, it was exciting!
If you can't be your wife, you will be your sister-in-law???
Luo Er, the top of your head is a little colored!
In the face of Ou Yan's ridicule, Luo Chuan was silent and looked at Luo Qinghe, his eyes were indifferent and open, but he seemed to have some other meaning.
Luo Qinghe covered his sleeves and coughed lightly, "Ahem... Cough! β
Luo Chu frowned, let go of his hand, and gently patted him on the back, "Brother, are you okay?" β
Obviously these days seem to be better, why are you sick again?
Luo Qinghe was slightly stunned, and there was a weak smile on his lips, "It's okay." β
"Ahem... Yanxuan, send Miss Ou away first, I still have some things to talk about with the eldest young master. β
Luo Qinghe is like this, Ou Yan can't continue to stay, before leaving, he glanced at Luo Chuan's lean waist, and seemed to be smiling, this Luo Dashao is really as tempting as ever.
Luo Qinghe and Luo Chuan wanted to talk about things, and Yan Xuan took Luo Chu out with him.
In the garden, Ou Yan squatted down, looked at the small glutinous rice dumplings in front of him, and sighed twice for a long time, "It's really like." β
Luo Chu pursed his lips, "Like what?" "The voice is milky.
Looking at Ou Yan's delicate makeup, I thought, so lazy, don't you make makeup specifically for Luo Chuan?
Luo Er's head is really not just a little color.
"Like your mother."
Ou Yan's red lips hooked lightly, "Your mother and I are friends of eight worships, do you know what it means to be friends of eight worships?" β
Luo Chu: "..."I don't want to pay attention to you.
"It's the sister who passed away, and your mother used to owe me a Lamborghini, but the next day she disappeared..."Ou Yan muttered, looking like he was recalling something.
The corners of Luo Chu's mouth twitched slightly, who is with you for eight worships, and Lamborghini, what about your face?
Looking at each other, the whole Lancheng knows that Miss Luo Zhi and Miss Ou Yan of the Ou family do not deal with each other, banquets and the like, but if one of them is invited, he will not die and send an invitation to the other.
That's it, you tell me about the friendship of eight worships?
Ou Yan looked strange, looking at Luo Zhi's copy of the little glutinous rice dumplings in front of him, "It is said that the father's debt is repaid by the son, and the mother's debt is also repaid by the daughter, do you have to remember to help your mother pay it back?" β
As she spoke, she raised her hand and pinched Luo Chu's little fleshy face, ouch, it feels good?
Luo Chu pursed his lips forbearingly, "It's all eight worships, and it's too polite for Auntie to talk about repaying debts." β
"Don't call me aunt, call me sister, people and brothers are all settled, not to mention that your mother and I are just friends." With that, she got up and patted her clothes as she prepared to leave.
Before leaving, he patted Luo Chu's little head with the hand that patted the clothes, "Little guy, remember to pay off the debt!" β
Luo Chu: "..."
If she is Luo Zhi now, she must carry a broom, so that Ou Yan can experience what it means to be a friend of eight "worships".
But she is now Luo Chu, a four-year-old child...
Shoulder-resistant, cute and innocent little girl.