Full Marks Hidden Marriage

Ning Xueluo breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, "You can be more ruthless when you do it, it will be more realistic!"

"Don't worry, little girl, I don't need you to teach me about this kind of thing! Don't forget about mine!" The man lowered his voice.

Ning Xueluo's tone was a little irritable, "Didn't you say that you will find a chance to help you transport it in? There will be a batch of goods from Luocheng to the Imperial City next month! There will be no problem, you just need to handle my matter. Okay, everything is fine!"

...

Imperial Capital, Platinum Imperial Palace.

In the study, the little bun was lying in front of Baba's desk, staring at him with big eyes without blinking, and asked the sixteenth time today, "When will Mama be back?"

In the past few days, the conversation between Lu Tingxiao and Xiaobao was basically:

"When will Mama be back?"

"Why hasn't Mama come back?"

"Will Mama be back today?"

"Will Mama be back tomorrow?"

...

Obviously, a son who can talk is more difficult to deal with than when he can't.

In the past, it was only attacking with eyes, but now there are more sound attacks.

Lu Tingxiao pinched his brows and closed the laptop in front of him. After that, he tilted his head and looked at his son with a complicated expression.

These days, Xiaobao called his mother, his grandfather, his grandmother, and his second uncle.

Although Xiaobao made Lu Jingli go crazy every time he talked to Lu Jingli, he could see that Xiaobao actually liked Jingli very much, because he talked to him the most times, and he basically replied every time.

And he...

I haven't heard Xiaobao call him "Dad" so far.

Every time Little Treasure came to him, he would always say or ask about Ning Xi, other than that, there was nothing else to say.

Saying he doesn't care at all is impossible.

"Little Treasure, come here, let's talk." Lu Tingxiao beckoned to his son.

Xiaobao was looking forward to his mother's return with all his heart, and he was not in the mood to chat.

"Don't want to call me?" So Lu Tingxiao asked directly.

Hearing Lu Tingxiao's words, Little Treasure's little face froze immediately, and it stayed there.

Sure enough, the child really didn't want to, so he deliberately didn't call him.

"Why? Can you tell me about it?" Lu Tingxiao asked as softly as possible.

However, the little guy's face seemed even more ugly.

Even this time, he didn't even want to talk to Lu Tingxiao, he just took out the writing pad he had not used for a long time.

Although he now expresses himself in words, the habit of carrying a writing pad with him has not changed.

Then, Lu Tingxiao saw his son write three words forcefully on the writing board: [It's all your fault]

Blame me?

Lu Tingxiao looked at these three words with a somewhat inexplicable expression, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Baozi's eyes were full of grievances, and his expression became even more sad and angry, and he continued to write: [It's all your fault, Xiaobao was not born from his mother's belly! Xiaobao wants to be born from mother's belly! ! ! ]

The little guy held up the writing board with red eyes, and that little expression was about to cry.

He knew that although Auntie Xiao Xi had always been so kind to him, she was not his biological mother or the one who gave birth to him.

When he thinks of this, he is very angry with Baba!

Why wasn't Baba born with Aunt Xiaoxi!

When Lu Tingxiao saw his son's words, he was stunned for a while, and then he was dumbfounded.