I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

The man was lying on the bed in a bathrobe, and habitually reached out and took the financial book on the bedside table, flipped a page with his long, fair fingers, and replied coldly, "I don't want to."

The little loli was excited, just a head over the boundary, now the whole person is about to turn over.

She blinked excitedly: "Can you tell me about it, Dad? I want to hear it."

"cannot."

The man's profile was indifferent, and he read the book very fast. While speaking, his fingers turned over another page of the book.

"Why not, Dad?"

Saying that, Little Loli's body has been completely turned over.

Her little head was in front of him, and her jet-black hair hung down like a waterfall behind her back, just blocking Lu Junhan's vision of reading.

Lu Junhan: "..."

Okay, this little troublemaker is really good at finding angles.

The next second, Little Loli looked at him with her round and clear deer eyes, her crow feather-like eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings a few times, and she looked extremely beautiful.

She clenched her small fist and said plausibly:

"Other children have stories to listen to, and Lili wants to have them too."

"Then think about it!"

With a cold face, Lu Jun raised his hand to pick her up, and threw the little thing that crossed the line back to her place.

The little loli was small, she didn't stop on the big bed, she just rolled over, and she wasn't angry.

After a while, like the one who couldn't be beaten to death, he began to perseverely turn over the quilt in the middle, buzzing like a mosquito:

"Dad! Tell stories, tell stories, tell Lili..."

Lu Junhan took a deep breath and stared at her darkly and dangerously: "Can you shut up and sleep after talking about it?!"

Those icy cold eyes made people panic, but Lu Li didn't feel it at all. The white and tender little fat face bulged, and whispered excitedly and expectantly:

"...Dad, are you really going to tell me?"

"Um."

"Very good..."

"There was a man, and then she died. That's it."

"...very short. Dad, don't you know how to tell stories?"

"..." Lu Jun swept over coldly: "Shut up and sleep!"

"..."

All right.

Now that I can find my father, I can sleep with my father again, and I listened to a story before going to bed. Lu Li is very satisfied today.

She obediently covered the quilt and slept.

Just before she was about to fall asleep, she seemed to remember something, her black head turned over the quilt in the middle again, and under the soft and slender black hair, the fat, tender and fair little face was extremely beautiful.

She snorted at the man cutely: "Dad, good night."

The man looked down at the book with an indifferent expression, did not speak, did not raise his head, let alone respond.

The little girl didn't mind either, her small body lay back down again, and she closed her eyes quietly.

It didn't take long for her breathing to become long, and she quickly fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, the man looked up from the book and gave her a deep look.

The little girl curled up and slept on her side, with her little hands beside her cheeks, her delicate little face facing him was fair and cute, her little mouth opened slightly, and she was as quiet as a little angel who fell into the mortal world.

But the little brows were slightly wrinkled, as if a little uncomfortable.

Lu Junhan paused, put down the book in his hand, raised his hand and turned off the dazzling desk lamp.

...

The next day, Lu Junhan went to work as usual, and Lu Li naturally wanted to follow, but just followed to the door, and she was ruthlessly thrown by her bad father to Song Qingwan who had just entered the door.

Song Qingwan liked this little thing very much, but she refused to let it go while holding Lu Li.

Hearing suddenly that she wanted to go to work with her father, Song Qingwan quickly dismissed her thoughts:

"Li Li, it's not my aunt who lied to you! Your dad is very boring at work, and he keeps a straight face all day long, so let's not mention how annoying it is. It's better to follow my aunt, and my aunt will buy you delicious food! "

Song Qingwan also wanted to call herself grandma at first, but she always felt that calling herself old, after thinking about it, auntie would be better.

Anyway, she is not the real mother of that stinky boy Lu Junhan.

And she's not married yet, she's young, it's not an exaggeration to call herself an aunt!

[I have been working very hard to get the little male protagonist out, and he will appear when I go to the hospital in the next episode! Believe me! 】