034:

"What's wrong?"

Lu Ye climbed out of the bathtub, his wet body pressed against Nan Tao's back, saw the mobile phone screen, rolled his Adam's apple twice, and a chuckle rolled out of his throat, very spoiled.

"Isn't it scary? This little guy has grown so big, and the photo was taken when he was sent to kindergarten a few days ago. ”

Lu Ye didn't pull back his phone, because he didn't resist Nan Tao looking at the screensaver photo, because the photo was a photo of him and his little nephew.

The nephew is the son of his eldest sister, named Yuan Yiyi.

The child is six years old this year, which is the age of being lively and cute, and unlike other Lu family members, he is not afraid of Lu Ye, the living king of Xicheng, not only is he not afraid, but he has also been inexplicably sticking to him since he was a child.

So Rao is an iceberg like Lu Ye, and it has also been warmed by this little point in the past six years.

From his act of using a picture of the little guy as a screensaver, you can see how heartfelt his love for him is.

Nan Tao naturally knows him.

Yuan Yiyi.

Even though she had heard the name thousands of times, she still couldn't help but silently repeat this name in her heart thousands of times at this moment, what a beautiful name.

Her fingers lightly traced the small pear vortex on the cheeks of the little guy in the photo, and the tails of her eyes were red.

"What's wrong?"

Nan Tao looked at the phone for too long, Lu Ye found the clue, stepped forward and pulled the phone back from her hand, "What's wrong with the eyes?" His fingers scraped the corners of Nan Tao's eyes, hung a wet hand, and raised his eyebrows, "Why are you crying?" ”

"It's just that I lament that time flies too fast, and he is in kindergarten." Nan Tao sighed twice and pushed Lu Ye out of the bathroom.

Lu Ye's hair was short, and he quickly dried it with a towel, and then hugged Nan Tao to blow her hair.

In the huge and transparent dressing room on three sides, the sunlight overflowed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, lazily scattered on the ground, Nan Tao obediently lowered her head and let Lu Ye scratch her hair: "Did you send him to the kindergarten?" Did he cry? I've seen some small videos before, every little baby will cry on the first day of kindergarten, does he cry? ”

Nan Tao asked energetically, and Lu Ye replied patiently: "I cried, but it's very strange, I sent him to the kindergarten with his parents, he only hugged my legs and cried, crying like a little cat, saying that he didn't go to school anymore and wanted to accompany his uncle at home." Speaking of Yuan Yiyi's matter, Lu Ye didn't know where he got his patience.

It seems that what happened on the first day of that sunny kindergarten, every frame is worth remembering carefully, and then talking to Nan Tao.

Obviously, Yuan Yiyi is the son of his eldest sister, but every time he talks about the little guy with Nan Tao, they are like an old couple and wife talking about their naughty children.

Nan Tao understands all his migraines about this little nephew.

Nan Tao could imagine Yuan Yiyi crying and hugging Lu Ye's thigh and not letting him go, and couldn't help but sneer, the ghost made the god worse, she asked, "Which kindergarten is he in?" ”

"Montessori Trilingual Kindergarten, why, do you finally want to meet him?" Blowing dry Nan Tao's hair, Lu Ye hugged her from behind, "You know, I allowed you to go see him." "Nan Tao's existence is not a secret to the Qianlu family at all.

She had seen most of the people in the Lu family, but the strange thing was that she had never met Yuan Yiyi.

When you think about it, it seems that every time the two of them have to meet, the opportunity to meet is always broken for no reason.

Lu Ye didn't speculate on the cause and effect, but buried himself in Nan Tao's neck and took a deep breath, intoxicated by her white peach-flavored fragrance: "I think he will like you." ”

"Really?"

Hearing Lu Ye say this, Nan Tao's eyes immediately became bright, and for such a short moment, a corner of her heart seemed to come to life.