Chapter 1211: Mobei, Divorce Is Not Something to Say Casually (2)
And that's today......
Lu Xiyan was lifted into the bathroom like this, and the wig was ripped off, revealing the original long black hair.
Lu Tingchuan skillfully tied up Lu Xiyan's long hair, then buckled her forehead, took the makeup remover and rubbed it on her face, and after rubbing the makeup remover for a while, a beautiful little face turned into a flower-faced cat......
The action was too rude, Lu Xiyan's little face was rubbed by his big hand and it really hurt that he couldn't stand it, Lu Xiyan snorted in pain.
Lu Tingchuan was also angry, and when he heard Lu Xiyan's muffled snort, the strength of his big hand was obviously much lighter.
The little girl who didn't cry because she was in pain, was touched by Lu Tingchuan's sudden soft movements, and tears rolled out.
Lu Xiyan, who had not struggled, suddenly reached out and waved away Lu Tingchuan's big hand that was abusing her little face, and shouted at Lu Tingchuan in a dumb voice: "Don't worry about it!" ”
Lu Tingchuan's strength softened, the little girl's strength was not very strong, but she easily waved his hand away.
Snorting, Lu Xiyan looked at Lu Tingchuan with red eyes and a look of embarrassment, and roared stubbornly: "You said that I am eighteen years old, I am already an adult, I should learn to be independent, I should have my own life circle, and I should not rely on you for everything." I listen to you, I don't bother you anymore, I don't call you whenever something happens. I'm playing with my friends by myself, and you're running to care what I'm doing? ”
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"I'm eighteen years old, I can take responsibility for my own life, and it has nothing to do with you what I do!"
Lu Xiyan sniffed and said in a choked voice......
"I know you dislike me for dragging you down and affecting you. I used to be young, and you couldn't leave me alone, but now that I'm eighteen years old, you can't wait to throw away this burden from me! You're not the only one who left me, I'm used to being thrown away by others, since you lost me, don't be nice to me anymore, don't care about me anymore! Why do you care about me, why do you look like you care about me, if you care about me, why do you leave me...... Lao Lu, why did you leave me! Woohoo......"
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Lu Xiyan still cried, leaning against the wall and slowly sliding down, hugging himself and crying.
Crying and crying, he pitifully stretched out his hand to grab his trouser leg, and slowly moved his body to his side, leaning on his leg, like a discarded little pitiful.
"I only have you ......"
Lu Tingchuan stood in place, looking at the little girl who was raised by himself, and sighed silently.
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"Obedient, take a shower first, change this eye-catching clothes, and I'll make you mango pudding."
I don't bother to correct her title anymore, the two titles of Uncle Lu and Ting Chuan, I don't know how many times I have corrected them since I was a child, but she still calls Lao Lu as I am.
Occasionally, when he didn't express what he wanted, he saw the wind rudder holding his arm, and called Uncle Lu, Uncle Lu......
It's called a greasy ......
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In the end, I couldn't help but rub the top of the little girl's hair, just like she started at the age of eight, and loved her child like a father.
They are ten years apart, and in his heart, Xiaoxi is his daughter, and he loves her like a father loves his daughter.
Seeing his daughter grow up day by day, she still threw herself into his arms at any time without scruples like when she was a child.
After all, he is a twenty-eight-year-old mature man, even if he has no thoughts about Xiaoxi, but he sees that her development is getting better and better day by day.