"Where are the wife and young master?"
The man's voice was low and mellow, like a century old wine, intoxicating and pleasing to the ears.
Along with the man's voice, an expensive custom-made black leather shoe came into view.
Following which, the tall and straight body of a man appeared.
Looking at the man's cold and handsome face, the boy on the sofa had a pair of black eyes ?
Un, the little boy had a pair of rare dual-pupils. These dual pupils had not yet been stained by the secular world. They were beautiful and clear.
The little boy's black eyes quickly flashed with a hint of light, but he quickly regained his composure. He sat upright on the sofa, lifted his chin, and calmly looked at the man.
On the other hand, An An stood up in front of the little boy, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the man, "Jingxing, we are here."
Hearing the soft voice of the woman, a trace of gentleness flashed across the man's cold face. With a slight smile on his lips and raised eyebrows, he walked towards the two people on the sofa.
Anthea took the initiative to step forward and take the black suit from the man.
The man's business bag was passed to the servant as soon as he entered the room.
He was used to handing his coat to Anthea and watching her hang it for him like a good little wife.
The man patted An An's head: "Songsong."
The man's voice sounded as cold as ice when he first met her two years ago. However, she didn't know if it was because of the lengthening of the end tone when the man spoke to her, but it made her feel warmer instead.
Anthea smiled at him and went to hang her clothes on the hanger.
The man turned to the side, his cold eyes staring deeply at An An. Only then did he turn his gaze towards Xiao Budian, who was sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed and looking at him arrogantly.
En, it's Xiao Budian.
Because this little guy is not even two years old yet, isn't he the little guy?
The man curled his lips and walked to the sofa next to the little boy to sit down. He reached out his arm and pulled the little boy onto his firm thigh.
The fair male palm stroked his hair and looked at him warmly, "Has Ji
ian bullied Mommy while Daddy was away on a business trip?"
"?" Ji
ian's small mouth twitched, and her eyelashes fluttered as she looked at the man above her, "Daddy, do you think it's scientific?"
A
: 22. He's not even two years old yet. He's bullying her? Hehe ?
Lu Jingxing smiled elegantly, "It doesn't seem to be scientific. But Ji
ian, you aren't an ordinary child. Mn, and your Mommy isn't an ordinary stupid one as well, so ? "
Lu Jingxing shrugged, "You understand."
Ji
ian's IQ was 180, a high IQ that was rarely seen in a hundred years.
Although he was not even two years old yet, bullying a little white rabbit Mommy like him was far too easy.
Ji
ian nodded, and looked at An An An with any sympathy, "Luckily I didn't inherit her intelligence, otherwise, what would I have done in this lifetime!"
"?" An Xin took countless of shots in her mouth, and looked at Lu Jingxing unhappily, "Hey, since you came back, you have been bullying me with Ji
ian, where's your sympathy?"
Lu Jingxing Yada laughed, "Sorry, I thought Songsong was already used to it."
Pui!
It wasn't like she was being abused, but did she get used to it?
An An's cheeks puffed up as he gloomily stuffed himself into the sofa at the side. He turned his head to the side and ignored the two of them.
It meant that he had been tormented by these two for the past two years!
Her IQ is amazing, she ? her IQ isn't low either, okay? Back then, she, she was also a top student, alright?
Contempt her?
Uncle, you can't tolerate this!
Seeing An An Dong, Ji
ian and Lu Jingxing looked at each other and sighed at the same time.
An'an thought that the two of them would at least put on an act to pacify her wounded little heart. Who knew that ?
Ji
ian picked up a book of poems on the side of the sofa and humbly asked Lu Jingxing for his advice, "Daddy, there are too many strokes on this word, what are you reciting?"
Lu Jingxing raised his eyebrows in surprise. There were words this little fellow could not read?
He looked down with a smile and saw the words on the book of poems.
Lu Jingxing chuckled. No wonder he didn't recognize her.
"Li." Lu Jingxing said patiently.
"Oh. "Thank you, Daddy." Ji
ian said politely, then focused on reading the book of poems, he had no intention to bother about An An who was sulking on the sofa by the side.
There was a light smile in Lu Jingxing's eyes, and he also lowered his head to accompany Ji
ian in reading the poem, not even glancing at An An.
Twenty minutes passed.
An An saw that the two of them didn't seem to be paying any attention to her.
Instantly, his self-esteem was thwarted, and his heart was broken into dumplings.
He covered his heart with his hand and got up dejectedly while mumbling, "Aggressive! Aggressive!" as he walked up the stairs.
Listen to this little woman.
Lu Jingxing laughed and looked behind him to see An Xin who was walking upstairs.
A few seconds later, Lu Jingxing turned his head and touched Ji
ian's head, he placed him on the sofa, got up and headed upstairs.
Ji
ian glanced at the two adults ru
ing upstairs when there was nothing else to do, pursed his lips, and continued to read the book of poems in his hands.
On the second floor, Lu Jingxing leaned on the side of the door, squinting his eyes as he looked at the little lady who was leaning against the window and looking outside.
The woman wore a short skirt with small flowers engraved on it. It was a very loose style. When it was worn on her body, it made her seem slender and light.
His two thin legs, which were exposed through the beige cotton wool, were so white that the veins could be vaguely seen on his hind legs.
She folded her arms across her chest, and the wavy chestnut hair that reached her waist cascaded down her thin back like a waterfall.
Her small face was covered by her hair, making others unable to see her expression.
However, the sadness that was emitted from the woman's body and the loneliness that seeped out from her bones filled the entire room. Just by being near this room, one's heart could not help but tighten.
Lu Jingxing squinted his eyes, slowly lifting up his tall body, and walked in.
When the woman sensed someone approaching, she hugged the woman's thin body from behind. Her firm chin was placed on the woman's thin shoulder.
The woman's body suddenly stiffened, and her scattered consciousness slowly gathered together once again.
Lightly holding her breath, the woman's smooth eyes flashed, her eyes swept across the handsome face that appeared on her shoulder, and laughed: "Jingxing, what happened to you?"
Lu Jingxing closed his eyes, buried his face into the woman's hair and took a deep sniff, before saying hoarsely in her ear, "You are now my, Lu Jingxing's, wife, and your name is Song Xinan. Do you understand?"
An An's face turned slightly pale, and she nodded slightly. "I know."
Lu Jingxing opened his eyes, a dark light shone in his eyes as he stood up straight. He hugged An An An's waist and turned her around to face him, his cold eyes staring straight at An An, his voice even softer than before, "Songsong, when will you move to the master bedroom with me?"
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