Chapter: 1481
After he finished speaking, he looked at Lu Zizhong again: "Dabao, you are an elder brother, I ask you, is there someone in your school chasing your sister? Where are Dudu and Momo? Are they also chasing?"
As a father, the flower-like daughter that he finally raised was even thought of. This feeling made Lu Chenxu very uncomfortable.
Lu Zizhong and his brothers are discussing the latest game on their mobile phones! When they heard Dad say this, the boys were talking.
Lu Zizhong: "Dad, my sister is about to be 18 years old. It's normal to have boys chase after. This shows that they are beautiful and attractive. As a dad, you should be happy. Otherwise, if the three of them are long It’s not good looking, and it’s smashed into your hands. Wouldn’t it be worse for you.”
Lu Zili: "That's right, besides, there are our brothers here! Those boys, don't dare to be too blatant. By the way, Dad, why do you only worry about your sisters and not about me? I'm at school. Surrounded by many girls, it seems that you and Chairman Mo have never been worried?"
At the end, Lu Zili was a little unhappy.
Mo Xiaodie walked out of the kitchen, and the children only came back once a week. She personally cooks and prepares dinner for them.
"Erbao, you are a boy and you have been practicing martial arts since childhood. What are you worried about! However, my mother hopes that you can treat your feelings correctly. If you don't like other girls, you just refuse, and don't hurt others. After all, every girl is the little princess of mom and dad." Taking this opportunity, Mo Xiaodie began to educate his son again.
This second treasure has too much potential for a scumbag. She is really afraid that he will get into trouble everywhere and hurt some innocent girls. The rest of the boys in the Lu family laughed.
Lu Zita patted Lu Zili on the shoulder, with a look of sympathy: "Second brother, this is really a complaint from my mother! You should keep a low profile in the future."
Lu Ziqian glanced at Lu Zili faintly: "Low-key? Second brother's face, if you want to be low-key, you can only wear a mask every day. Girls will lose control as long as they see his face."
Lu Zibai brought out an oversized fruit plate from the kitchen and placed it on the coffee table. He first squeezed a piece of Sydney and ate a bite: "Wearing a mask? How uncomfortable it is to be too hot. I suggest that the second brother go directly to find the ink on his face. , Draw a black birthmark, I can guarantee that in the future, no girl will like you anymore."
Lu Zili angrily picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it over: "Little Fat Six, what are you talking about! I'll draw a black birthmark on your face first!"
Lu Zibai grasped the pillow vigorously, and then pulled Lu Mu to complain: "Grandma, look at your second brother, he will hit me first!"
Mother Lu patted his hand and persuaded, "Well, you two are both eighteen, so why are you still like children!"
Ten-year-old Lu Zitian rushed in happily from outside: "Big brother, second brother, and sister, you are back! Tiantian misses you so much!"
While talking, the little guy ran over, sat among them consciously, and enthusiastically took the hands of his brother and sister.
Lu Zili teased her deliberately: "Sweet, do you really miss us, or do you want us to do your homework for you?"
As soon as his voice fell, there was a somewhat angry voice from their second uncle Lu Chenyu at the door.
"So, did you really help her write the sweet summer homework?"
When Lu Zitian saw her parents walk in, she hurriedly hid in Lu Zizhong's arms in shock.
Lu Zizhong guarded her and looked at her second uncle: "Second Uncle, you will be so fierce that you will scare Tiantian. Tiantian is only in the fourth grade of elementary school. Some problems are too difficult. We just helped her do that. Just a little bit!"
"A little bit? Dabao, a winter vacation homework has forty pages. You helped her do thirty-five pages. Also, have you ever seen maths in grades three and four in elementary school, formulating equations?" Lu Chenyu thought of herself When I was called to the school office by the sweet teacher, my anger suddenly stopped calling. JrNovels.com
As a father, the flower-like daughter that he finally raised was even thought of. This feeling made Lu Chenxu very uncomfortable.
Lu Zizhong and his brothers are discussing the latest game on their mobile phones! When they heard Dad say this, the boys were talking.
Lu Zizhong: "Dad, my sister is about to be 18 years old. It's normal to have boys chase after. This shows that they are beautiful and attractive. As a dad, you should be happy. Otherwise, if the three of them are long It’s not good looking, and it’s smashed into your hands. Wouldn’t it be worse for you.”
Lu Zili: "That's right, besides, there are our brothers here! Those boys, don't dare to be too blatant. By the way, Dad, why do you only worry about your sisters and not about me? I'm at school. Surrounded by many girls, it seems that you and Chairman Mo have never been worried?"
At the end, Lu Zili was a little unhappy.
Mo Xiaodie walked out of the kitchen, and the children only came back once a week. She personally cooks and prepares dinner for them.
"Erbao, you are a boy and you have been practicing martial arts since childhood. What are you worried about! However, my mother hopes that you can treat your feelings correctly. If you don't like other girls, you just refuse, and don't hurt others. After all, every girl is the little princess of mom and dad." Taking this opportunity, Mo Xiaodie began to educate his son again.
This second treasure has too much potential for a scumbag. She is really afraid that he will get into trouble everywhere and hurt some innocent girls. The rest of the boys in the Lu family laughed.
Lu Zita patted Lu Zili on the shoulder, with a look of sympathy: "Second brother, this is really a complaint from my mother! You should keep a low profile in the future."
Lu Ziqian glanced at Lu Zili faintly: "Low-key? Second brother's face, if you want to be low-key, you can only wear a mask every day. Girls will lose control as long as they see his face."
Lu Zibai brought out an oversized fruit plate from the kitchen and placed it on the coffee table. He first squeezed a piece of Sydney and ate a bite: "Wearing a mask? How uncomfortable it is to be too hot. I suggest that the second brother go directly to find the ink on his face. , Draw a black birthmark, I can guarantee that in the future, no girl will like you anymore."
Lu Zili angrily picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it over: "Little Fat Six, what are you talking about! I'll draw a black birthmark on your face first!"
Lu Zibai grasped the pillow vigorously, and then pulled Lu Mu to complain: "Grandma, look at your second brother, he will hit me first!"
Mother Lu patted his hand and persuaded, "Well, you two are both eighteen, so why are you still like children!"
Ten-year-old Lu Zitian rushed in happily from outside: "Big brother, second brother, and sister, you are back! Tiantian misses you so much!"
While talking, the little guy ran over, sat among them consciously, and enthusiastically took the hands of his brother and sister.
Lu Zili teased her deliberately: "Sweet, do you really miss us, or do you want us to do your homework for you?"
As soon as his voice fell, there was a somewhat angry voice from their second uncle Lu Chenyu at the door.
"So, did you really help her write the sweet summer homework?"
When Lu Zitian saw her parents walk in, she hurriedly hid in Lu Zizhong's arms in shock.
Lu Zizhong guarded her and looked at her second uncle: "Second Uncle, you will be so fierce that you will scare Tiantian. Tiantian is only in the fourth grade of elementary school. Some problems are too difficult. We just helped her do that. Just a little bit!"
"A little bit? Dabao, a winter vacation homework has forty pages. You helped her do thirty-five pages. Also, have you ever seen maths in grades three and four in elementary school, formulating equations?" Lu Chenyu thought of herself When I was called to the school office by the sweet teacher, my anger suddenly stopped calling. JrNovels.com
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