How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

The first gardener shook and almost kicked Lu Jiaheng out of bed.

She held the phone in a panic, shaking her hands, sitting up against the bed, and a cold sweat oozing from her back.

Chuichi took the phone away from his ear and compared Lu Jiaheng's mouth: "What should I do?"

Lu Jiaheng rubbed his lips against the back of his hand, got up and turned over, went out of the bedroom and went out.

Little chrysanthemum was sitting on the rocking chair of the old lady in the living room, holding the notes he had just given when he first taught him.

He wrote lines of 1232 points in a fine line, and the highlights were also drawn with highlighters. It looks like a notebook for good students, which can be used for competition in China.

Lu Jiaheng walked over and stood behind the chair and patted him lightly.

Little chrysanthemum was attentive and did not notice at all.

"..."

Lu Jiaheng greeted his head with a slap and snapped.

Xiao Juhua screamed, almost jumped off the chair, and covered his head and stared back at him. That look could be described as charming and charming: "Everyone is Chinese, and you hit people without saying anything. !?"

Lu Jiaheng leaned on the back of his chair with one hand, leaning forward, and lazily hooked his fingers at him.

Xiaojuhua watched him cautiously for a while, but still passed by.

Lu Jiaheng curled his lips and said softly softly, "Little chrysanthemum, it's time to witness your true strength. Do you have confidence?"

Xiaojuhua's expression of "I **** up" warned: "Lu Jiaheng, I can tell you, the younger sister-in-law can call me Xiaojuhua because she is cute, but also enthusiastically help me courtship, I like her, What the **** do you call me Lao Tzu to crack your head into a chrysanthemum, really when I don’t have the dignity of being a landlord?"

"..."

Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes and greeted his head with another slap. The tone was still loose and soft: "Dare you dare to like it?"

Xiao Juhua screamed while covering her head, and the second questioned, the dignity of the landlord was almost nothing: "Brother Lu, you say, please, please listen, little."

In the bedroom, Lu Jiaheng opened the door and left. Chuchi watched him close the bedroom door with a click, stunned.

What does it mean? ? ?

Do you want her to solve it yourself? ? ?

Just run away? ?

At the first sitting on the bed cross-legged, he looked at the door of the bedroom and closed it gently. He felt that he really had no eyes. He fell in love with such a man who didn't take responsibility for an incident, and fell in love.

She cleared her throat and anxiously touched Jiaheng's bed sheet, while anxious, cautious, and cautiously said: "Dad, what are you doing with my colleague?"

The first father said happily: "Dad talked to her. The first time you went out alone, there was something you couldn't notice, and your parents weren't around, how can you rest assured."

Chuichi: "After I went to college, you and my mother have not been in free-range education. You have been to various places in three days. I am also alone."

My first father disagreed: "That's different. You and I stayed at home with your mother. This time you are outside, so far from home, how can you be the same?"

"..."

Chu Zhi understood, this is not the same as staying at a friend's house with her before high school. It can be a reason for a friend to come to her house.

She lowered her head and slid the sheets: "Dad, the little girl is not very familiar with me. Isn't it inexplicable that you talk to her suddenly..."

The first father was puzzled: "There is something inexplicable here. Didn't you just say that your relationship is good?"

Chuichi: "..."

Chu Zhi dying and struggling: "Dad, your posture is like that of me still in school. This is not my classmate roommate, nor is it an event organized in the school. I can call the counselor to ask about the situation. This is the company. , Who have you heard that half of the parents who are on a business trip to work call their leaders or colleagues to ask about the situation and ask them to tell them," Chuichi reluctantly said, "I don’t seem to be able to take care of myself in my life. , Let my colleagues think of me at that time."

Her voice fell, and her first father did not speak for a long time.

After a while, my first father sighed softly: "My first garden grows up."

At first he was shocked.

Unprecedented guilt and guilty conscience.

She blinked and suddenly wanted to go home. She was obviously a 20-year-old girl. At this time, she suddenly imagined that she was shrinking to her father and mother, listening to her father telling her fairy tales and coquetry with them.

Hakuchi felt that he was so guilty, and he could not be forgiven for telling such lies.

She whispered: "Dad, I'm almost twenty years old."

The tone of the first father was still calm, with a gentle smile: "Even if you are forty, even if you marry someone later, it seems to your father that there is noisy little princess who is going to play."

Nose sore at first.

She lowered her eyes and suddenly said: "Dad, I'm sorry."

The first father did not respond: "What happened to this suddenly?"

"Nothing," she said softly, "I used to be very ignorant, have I ever been in trouble?"

The first father thought that his daughter was the most obedient baby in the world. Even when he was young, he had thrown his documents into the toilet, ripped the kindergarten teacher’s wig, and lost it in the chrysanthemum tea at the same table in the elementary school Tang Bao, she is still a little obedient.

"No, my daughter has grown from being obedient to big, and there is no child who is better than my daughter.

Chuichi was crying.

So Lu Jiaheng pulled the chrysanthemum as soon as he opened the door, and saw the girl sitting on the bed with tears on her face, holding a mobile phone in her hand and shed tears silently.

Lu Jiaheng's first reaction was-when it was over, things were revealed.

The second reaction was-if he went to help her back, how likely he would not be able to enter her house in the future.

Little chrysanthemum is standing behind him, people have not yet entered the door, did not see the people in the room crying.

He was already in the drama, stuck in the throat with one hand, and pinched his throat with a grin, his voice was sharp and thin, and sharp, as if it were a big show: "Horichi! You can't take a shower!"

Not to mention, it really feels like a girl with a thin voice.

The first shudder shook, and the tears almost scared back.

The first father obviously heard it too, and the memory was interrupted by such a noise. After being quiet for a while, he asked, "Is that your colleague?"

"..."

Chuichi hesitated "um".

"She urges you to take a bath? Then go quickly, don't let people wait."

Chuichi wiped his tears and said goodbye to his first father.

As soon as the phone hung up, I looked at the landing Jiaheng with tears in my eyes.

Little chrysanthemum was quite satisfied with her performance just now, and she happily jumped into the house: "Little sister-in-law, is my acting just right? I don't hide it. My best track is Li Yugang's new concubine drunk, especially It's a drama-"

He didn't have time to finish, and was pushed out by Lu Jiaheng according to his head, shutting people off with a clatter.

Xiaochrysanthemum was thrown out of the room after being used up. It felt like he had met a scum man, pulling off the ruthless grass and dumping.

He was sad and angry at the closed door for thirty seconds, thinking of the secrets of beheading men recorded in his baby notebook, and happily learning knowledge.

In the bedroom, Lu Jiaheng walked to the bed and looked at the little girl who finally couldn't help crying, her lips slightly pursed.

She didn't have a loud voice, and she sniffed her nose, pitifully.

Lu Jiaheng sat next to her, and embraced her gently in her arms: "Little crying bag, what's wrong with this?"

Chuchi small hands also hugged him in the past, and tears rubbed against his clothes: "Lu Jiaheng, I think of my parents."

Lu Jiaheng had a meal.

He raised his hand, gently rubbed her little head, and smoothly followed the ponytail she had just crushed: "Do you want to go home?"

For the first time, he did not respond for a long time. After a while, he slowly shook his head: "I think my parents and my mother, but I also want to stay with you."

Lu Jiaheng rubbed her soft hair, remembering her parents who had a relationship, and said softly: "Uncle and aunt love you very much."

"There won't be any parents in this world who don't love their children." Chu Zhi said dumbly.

He didn't speak.

Chuichi suddenly remembered that his family had come.

With a quiver in her heart, her small hand rubbed his waist unsteadily, pulled a little distance against her abdomen, and looked up at him.

Lu Jiaheng also lowered her eyes, her index finger bent slightly, and her knuckles rubbed away the tears she hung from the corners of her eyes.

He didn't want to break her understanding of certain good things.

She should look like this.

"Well, there is no father and mother who don't love their children in this world." He smiled softly.

At first, the heart becomes sour.

She wrinkled her nose and tilted her small head: "Whether I say anything or do anything, you will be right."

Lu Jiaheng bowed her head, faced her head, and touched the tip of her nose. The two people's breaths overlapped and entangled gently: "Whatever is said, the stars are picked for you."

Hakuchi's eyes widened a little and looked at him with emotion: "Really?"

"Fake, the stars are too big."

"..."

At that moment, Marriage Mars, who had just moved, wiped out his mouth, glanced at his mouth, and just wanted to speak. The door was knocked three times by Xiao Chrysanthemum: "Little sister-in-law! Do you eat! Apple! Pie! Ah! !!!"

"..."

Lu Jiaheng: "Don't eat, get away."

Outside the door, little chrysanthemum “Oh,” there was no sound.

Chu Garden actually wanted to eat, and her eyes were all bright. After he finished, she bumped his forehead with dissatisfaction. "Lu Jiaheng, don't look at me like that, I'm going to fight for it."

Lu Jiaheng murmured, but the people did not move, but moved closer: "Just interrupted, continue?"

Chuchi blushed and dropped his head in embarrassment, pushing him with little force: "You study hard, you can't do anything at all, I'm leaving you like this."

Lu Jiaheng's black peach eyes slightly provoked and said lazily: "You are here, how can I be serious?"

He said, leaning over to kiss her.

Lips stick together.

The next second, the knock on the door rang again.

Xiao Juhua shouted enthusiastically outside the door: "Little sister-in-law! You eat! No! Eat! Blue! Raspberry--"

Lu Jiaheng opened his eyes, his eyes slightly faint, and impatiently "boomed", dragging a book from the table and throwing it over, "banging" hit the door: "Don't eat, get out!"