Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Hello," Chu Li faintly uttered two words, her eyes never left her daughter's body, but Lu Xiaohua always felt that this man was looking at himself, in fact, she knew very well that Chu Lu's eyes Now with another woman, his daughter, but even so, she still feels, um, feels awkward.

She gently tidying up the child's long hair. Mr. Chu can dress up his daughter very well. It is really not something a man can do to dress up his daughter so beautifully.

"Well," Chu Lü accepted such a compliment, "It's good to have money, and take her make-up, ten thousand at a time."

Lu Xiaohua didn't know if she was embarrassed or cried and laughed. This man seems to be quite honest, but she knows that Chu Li, like her elder brother, is actually a person who will not give up for her own purpose.

Such a person cannot be called honest, or honest, terrible, and cruelty may be his pronoun.

And Lu Xiaohua actually knew it for the first time. It turned out that she was so destined for children, and she was quite good at playing with children, especially the little princess of the Chu family. She did n’t deliberately plan for it. She has a pure mind, and as long as you are really good to her, she can feel it.

"Mom, my hands are dirty," Xiao Yudian stretched out his little hand, and it was really dirty on the little hand. This was about to be washed.

And this mother, the child is careless, but listening to Lu Xiaohua's heart is embarrassing to her.

"Isn't Mr. Chu going?" Lu Xiaohua asked Chu Li.

Chu Li raised her eyelids slightly, and raised her thin lips, and she did not know if she was laughing or sarcastic, "Miss Lu, let me go to the women's restroom, or do you go to the men's restroom?"

Lu Xiao painted a stunned, captive, speechless.

So, Chu Lu is really a bad guy.

She pulled the little hand after the raindrop and was about to leave, but turned around again, "Mr. Chu is so assured, aren't you afraid that I will turn your daughter?" This man is so precious to his own daughter, is it true that he is not afraid? She would kidnap his baby daughter and sell it. The child is beautiful and can sell a lot of money.

"The Lu family is not short of money," Chu Lu said faintly. He took a pack of cigarettes from himself, and took one at this time.

Well, Lu Xiaohua surrendered.

She clenched her little white hand, and took her to the bathroom.

"Mom, pee," Xiao Yudian pulled the sleeves of Lu Xiaohua again, and Lu Xiaohua did not feel how impatient she was. Although she was not her daughter, she still liked it. Cute, how could there be a big class of them coming.

She went to the toilet with a light rain, and then washed her hands. The high-end restaurant is just fine, so the water in the faucet is also warm, but the light rain is holding out a small hand, and curious from Lu Xiao Above the neck of the painting, a red rope was pulled out, and under the rope was a wooden pendant, the corners have been smoothed, as if it was some age.

And she crooked her little head, her little hand clenched tightly.

"Do you like it?" Lu Xiaohua rubbed the child's little head.

"Well, I like it," Xiao Yudian nodded strongly. "Xiao Yudian likes it."

Lu Xiaohua thought for a while, and there was nothing she wanted to do. She took off the amulet from her neck and took it to the neck of the little raindrops. She felt that for her, this amulet had The special significance should be very precious and very protective. This was what she had brought to her before she lost her memory, and she had been with her for a long time, but she was willing to give it a little rain.

"Thank you mom," Xiaoyu touched the amulet above his neck, and then stretched out his little hand.

Lu Xiaohua clenched this small hand. I don't know why, but my heart felt like it was filled with a lot of things, and then it overflowed.

Xiaoyudian touched his neck again and put the amulet into his clothes. Now he took a restless picture and then happily walked out of the landing Xiao painting.

Chu Lu extinguished half of the cigarette, and threw it directly into the ashtray. He never smoked in front of his daughter, nor did he let his daughter smoke other people's second-hand smoke. So long as his daughter is there, others will also Don't even think about drawing another one.

At this moment a waiter came over, but he didn't know his own. He turned around with his feet on it, and the hot soup on his hands turned up to the landing Xiaohua.

Lu Xiao's painting instinctively hugged the child, and also used her own body to tightly protect the child in her arms. If these soups are spilled, it will definitely spill on her back, which may burn her back. Less water bubbles out.

At this time, he really didn't think too much, this was an instinct, a kind of instinct she didn't have, too.

Then a slam, something fell to the ground, and she couldn't help but follow a slap, followed by a pain in front of her hands, and a soup splashed on the back of her hands, but there was no other feeling than these.

She hugged the child in her arms even more, and the expected pain did not come at all. She turned around and blocked all the light in front of her eyes.

"Chu Li ..." Lu Xiao's red lips moved slightly, and she saw that Chu Li had been holding her in front of her expressionlessly, and the soup had fallen on his body. The eyes were abnormally deep, as if there was no feeling, and it seemed that these were not hot soup, but warm water, but Lu Xiaohua knew how high the temperature of this soup was, and the back of her hand was hurting again. There seemed to be blisters everywhere.

"Dad ..." Xiao Yu cried out at the sight of Chu Lu's embarrassment.

"Don't cry, baby," Chu Li laughed, and stretched out her hand on her daughter's face. "It's like it's got a rain. Dad doesn't hurt, well, don't be afraid."

Xiaoyu twitched. She clasped Dad's fingers with her little hand, but she didn't know that his dad's arms were shaking.

Human beings are flesh and blood, how can it not hurt.

Pain is a protection for humans themselves.

Lu Xiaohua hugged Xiaoyudian. She lowered her eyelashes, and the hot spot on the back of her hand was faintly painful.

There are pieces of ground and hot soup. This soup is used for cooking on the spot, so the temperature of the soup is very high. If it is hot, it must be burned.