Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love (Mr. President, Unbridled Love)

Chapter nine hundred and eighty-fifth gift comparison (2)

In recent years, Zhuo Yarong has become more and more attached to her parents' family. . шщш.㈦㈨ⅹS.сом update very fast.

There is no way, the two children in the family, the older one is cold and surly, the younger one is cold and silent, and they don't even kiss her very much.

She stayed alone in the huge Lu family, and often felt cold and lonely.

But back at her mother's house, her mother's family liked to surround her, and Zhuo Yunfei, this little girl, even made her mouth-watering.

Over time, Zhuo Yarong's own heart became biased.

It's just that she didn't realize it herself.

"Feifei knows, Feifei will definitely not next time. Right...Youyou little nephew, you are aunt's grandson, you must have prepared a gift for aunt, right? Have you prepared something, take it out and let us grow eyes OK?"

Zhuo Yunfei's words were actually very rude.

But because he is a child, when he speaks, there are not so many rules. Even if it goes too far, adults will feel that this is a child's remark, innocent and lack of scheming.

"Feifei, Youyou is your aunt's grandson. Of course, she will prepare a birthday present for your aunt. You, at a young age, can't stop 'fucking', and you are too lenient!"

"How can this be considered lenient? Feifei is concerned about her aunt. Feifei is filial, Ya Rong, don't you think?"

The old lady couldn't bear to be told that her little grandson was told that Tang Mi had just pretended to blame Zhuo Yunfei for a few words, and she hurriedly hugged Zhuo Yunfei, 'rubbed' his little head, and put him in her arms.

"Hehe, yes." Zhuo Yarong hooked her lips and smiled, but her face was not very good-looking.

She actually knew that Lu Yuchen and Lu Qilin would never forget her birthday present.

It's just that these two people are low-key people who don't like high-profile people. Even if they give her gifts, they will be given at home 'privately'.

The two of them would never be like Zhuo Yunfei, who would give her a precious gift in front of everyone, and would say sweet words of congratulations to her.

In the past, Zhuo Yarong, like Lu Yuchen and Lu Qilin, didn't like high profile.

But "female" people like to be lively when they are older, especially when they have grandchildren, they inevitably like to compare.

My grandson never smiles all the year round, and doesn't know how to talk to coax her.

On the contrary, it is the child of the brother's family.

Her little nephew has a sweet mouth and knows how to coax people.

In contrast, Zhuo Yarong naturally prefers children who can talk and coax others.

"Youyou, for your birthday, what gift did you prepare? Your uncle has given gifts, and you also took out your gifts for you to see and let you see. Milk'' milk' is happy."

The old lady followed Zhuo Yunfei's words in person, so as not to appear rude and embarrassed by Zhuo Yunfei.

Zhuo Yarong is well aware of Lu Qilin's 'sex'. With his indifferent 'sex', not to mention that he will not answer the old lady's questions at will.

She was about to open her mouth to smooth things out, but she heard a sweet voice, which sounded faintly: "Well, I have a gift prepared. I originally wanted to go back and give it to 'milk' and 'milk' alone to give her a surprise."

The corners of Xiao Lu Qilin's lips were slightly curved, and his delicate little face had a slight smile.

With this smile, Zhuo Yarong almost thought she was 'flowery'.

Since Tang Xinluo was gone, Youyou was fine with everything, but he didn't like to laugh.

Just like Yuchen, only when he just woke up, his attitude would be better.

After so many years, this was the first time Zhuo Yarong saw a smile on this child's face after Tang Xinluo left.

Not to mention, he still took a breath and said such a long series of words.

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