Chapter 203: Poor Bai Yumo

Lu Yiyou regretted that he hadn't discovered this symptom earlier, and even Lu Ziyu found that every time Bai Yumo was close to Shang Wu, Shang Wu would feel a little uncomfortable.

Lu Shanhe's white brows furrowed, thinking back to what he had just discovered, and then looked at Shang Wu, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and said suspiciously: "What's wrong with Bai Yumo?" ”

Li Nanqing coughed, "Grandpa Lu, we suspect that it was the perfume sprayed on Miss Bai's body that made Shang Wu feel angry again." ”

Lu Shanhe's serious eyebrows were surprised, "Perfume can also move the tire?" ”

Luo Xiaoxia nodded, "Actually, ordinary perfume is fine, but musk, if a pregnant woman is exposed to it for a long time, it will even slip the tire." ”

Lu Shanhe was surprised, he only knew that Shang Wu was uncomfortable, and thought that pregnant women were like this, but the tire was slippery......

He pinched his crutches in shock, wiping away some sweat stains on his face full of ravines, fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

When the atmosphere in the bedroom was not very good, there was movement under the hall.

Bai Yumo allocated a separate small bungalow in the Thorn Garden, and usually on nights like this, she went directly back to her room, because Lu Yiyou had given an order.

But today she was extraordinarily attentive, and she slipped directly up to the second floor from the bottom of the hall, her face was bitter and melancholy.

After Lu Yiyou heard her footsteps going up the stairs, he crossed Lu Shanhe and Xiaofu and his party with a grim face and walked straight out.

The aura emanating from his body was enough to calm the air around him.

Before Bai Yumo could speak, he was tightly dragged by a tall figure in front of him, and Lu Yiyou's tone was very low, so low that people wondered if he was going to get angry in the next second.

"Why are you wearing this perfume today?! Why did you take the initiative to accompany her to the bathroom and leave her alone? ”

Lu Yiyou's bright outline was full of faint anger.

When Bai Yumo saw that the situation was not right, he immediately burst into tears, "Wow, Brother Lu......"

She is quite powerful in one thing, tears come as soon as she says it, unceremoniously.

The big tears flowed down her face, and her whole person looked extremely aggrieved.

Bai Yumo cried and explained, "Brother Lu, what's wrong with me wearing this perfume?" Didn't I just wear a perfume? Why are you throwing such a tantrum at me? ”

Speaking of pretending to be stupid, she is very good.

Especially the aggrieved eyes, in Lu Shanhe's opinion, I'm afraid this kid is also unintentional, right?

Lu Yiyou took a deep breath and continued to ask angrily, "Then why did you leave her alone in the bathroom?!" ”

Bai Yumo's face was even more aggrieved, her mouth was deflated, and she looked sad and aggrieved.

Her crying voice sounded particularly miserable, "How could I leave her alone in the bathroom?" I obviously didn't, but when I was holding her, she told me to stay away from her and let me go back first, she said it! ”

Bai Yumo shed tears and insisted that Shang Wu let her go first.

Seeing that the situation was stalemate for a while, Lu Shanhe walked over with a dragon crutch, sighed and persuaded him: "A swim, I believe that Yu Mo didn't mean to leave Shang Wu alone in the bathroom, there must have been a misunderstanding in words." ”

Lu Yiyou threw Bai Yumo out angrily, and his whole expression was out of anger.

Bai Yumo stepped back again and again, sniffed, and howled again.

As an elder, Lu Shanhe has been in contact with Bai Yumo, a little girl, for several years, and he treats her as his own person, but now that he has been pushed down, and he is crying so heartbreakingly, Lu Shanhe is somewhat distressed in his heart.

Even if you treat her as your own, the way she cries like this, I'm afraid that a passerby will feel distressed, right?

Lu Shanhe stepped forward and comforted: "Yu Mo, you go back to your house first, I believe you don't understand what musk can cause a slippery tire, the bathroom matter, wait for Shang Wu to wake up to know the general situation, don't cry, don't cry." ”

Bai Yumo looked at Lu Shanhe without crying, made an extremely forbearant look, and said gratefully: "Grandpa, why don't everyone believe me?" I really didn't know that spraying perfume by myself could make Sister Shang uncomfortable, and when I was in the bathroom, she also said that I would go first. ”

Luo Xiaoxia felt that the girl in front of her was a little embarrassed, not only did she not feel that the embarrassment at the moment was a kind of embarrassment, but she enjoyed these embarrassments a little, what was going on?

She seems to like everyone to see her aggrieved and tearful.

Lu Shanhe sighed and glanced at Lu Yiyou, and spoke for Bai Yumo: "Yiyou, this matter hasn't been figured out yet, you just came up and tossed Yumo, you kid." ”

Lu Yiyou's calm inky eyes looked at Bai Yumo coldly, and it took a long time to regain his senses.

Immediately, his appearance became normal, but the outlines were still cold, and he said in a low voice: "Bai Yumo, you go back first." ”

Bai Yumo snorted, very pitiful, and whispered goodbye before walking down the stairs alone.

The pace was unusually slow, as if she wanted everyone to have time to appreciate her poor back.

Lu Shanhe, this person, age is directly proportional to soft-heartedness, seeing this little girl sobbing and howling so much, he couldn't help but say a word for her, "Perfume matter, I think this Yu Mo, must be innocent, what can she know as a little girl, as for the bathroom matter, you might as well wait for Shang Wu to wake up tomorrow morning and ask, you guys, rest early." ”

After he finished speaking, he leaned over and pinched Lu Ziyu's face, said goodbye, and left.

Li Nanqing and Luo Xiaoxia saw that there was nothing to do, so they packed up and left.

As if a farce had just been staged in the master bedroom, Lu Yiyou returned to the master bedroom from the open hall, and then picked up Lu Ziyu, who was standing a little overwhelmed, and said softly: "Ziyu, will Dad take you to take a bath?" ”

Lu Ziyu glanced at her mother lying on the bed worriedly, "Mom, is she okay?" ”

Lu Yiyou was a little exhausted, shook his head, and opened the bathroom door with one hand, "It's okay, mom can just sleep." ”

"Is the baby in the mother's womb okay?"

Lu Yiyou helped him take off his small suit and replied, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Lu Ziyu was relieved at this time, and the whole person seemed much more relaxed.

In the bathroom, the water vapor slowly rose, the whole bathroom was foggy, and the bathtub was full of fragrant foam.

A pair of good-looking father and son are sitting in the bathtub and soaking in the bathtub at the moment.

Lu Ziyu naughtily wiped the bubbles on Lu Yiyou's face, Lu Yiyou was not angry, but smiled and gently washed his black hair.

Lu Ziyu rolled his eyes and looked at Lu Yiyou, and suddenly said, "Dad, you really look good!" ”

Lu Yiyou's hand that helped him wash his hair was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled, "Coincidentally, you are also very good-looking!" ”

"You deserve to be my father!"

This time, Lu Yiyou paused for a moment, and his heartbeat also stagnated for a second.

After finishing the bath, Lu Yiyou rushed to the bed with the boy Yu in his arms.

Lu Ziyu slept between Shang Wu and Lu Yiyou, and said with a red face: "Shame face, Dad should sleep with Mom, and I should sleep in a room by myself." ”

Lu Yiyou took Lu Ziyu and the sleeping Shang Wu into his arms, laughed with some pampering and tiredness, and muttered, "Little fool." ”

The night is quiet, and the inky oversized bed is tired and contented and warm.

The next day, Shang Wu woke up in a daz, and when he looked up, he saw the two people he loved the most.

Lu Yiyou, on the other hand, looked at her with wide eyes mischievously, so frightened that Shang Wu shrank back, and then said coquettishly in a half-asleep voice: "Villain! ”

Lu Yiyou was distressed and hugged Shang Wu, who was half asleep, and Lu Ziyu, who was sleeping sweetly, was sandwiched in the middle.

He whispered his distress in Shang Wu's ear, telling about what happened last night.

Shang Wu blushed and asked, "You said, after you brought me back, did you help me check if it was red?!" ”

Lu Yiyou nodded seriously, "Hmm." ”

“......”

Shang Wu only felt that he was in pain for a while, and he didn't know who was making trouble in his body.

She imagined the scene at that time, Lu Yiyou lifted her skirt, then pulled off the last of her clothes, and then found the red lump in the middle of the clothes......

Then I found out that there was none, and I don't know if the man had seen it in other places.

She raised her head, and just as she wanted to ask, Lu Yiyou made a real hammer: "Well, just look at all the places that you haven't looked at carefully." ”

"You!"

Early morning in City A, Nanshi Hospital.

Luo Xiaoxia, who was bitter and hateful, was called into the office by the vice president, bowing his head and waiting for criticism.

The vice president is a doctor who is particularly famous in neurology, and after a long time, he was promoted to the vice president of the hospital, of course, in addition to being particularly famous in neurology, he is also Zhou Ruochen's uncle......

The vice president sat on the black couch seriously, "Doctor Luo, your dereliction of duty when you are on duty is too serious, right?" ”

Luo Xiaoxia nervously played with his hand and said, "Vice Dean, it's my fault, I hope you can deal with it lightly." ”

The vice president looked very merciful, "In the past, we were directly expelled for dereliction of duty, but for the sake of your good performance, let's take away your opportunity to be assessed this time!" ”

It sounded like a light tone, but in fact, only Luo Xiaoxia knew how big the blow was.

She shook her lips and was about to say something when the vice dean's door was knocked open after two taps.

The man who came in had gold-rimmed eyes, and his elite gaze couldn't stop it.

This man fell out of the gloss of the early morning, and Sven was fluttering.