Chapter: 1511
Lu Ziran's face was a little red: "Yes, second brother, I specially invited him to eat at home in order to thank him for saving me in the cinema yesterday, to express my gratitude."
Lu Zizhong pulled Lu Zixun aside, "What's the matter? He saved it?"
How come none of them have heard of this?
Lu Zixun glanced at his tender-eyed sister, shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice, "Hey, it was yesterday that she stepped on a banana peel in the cinema and almost fell. Murong Ling just grabbed her!"
"That's it?" Lu Zizhong looked stunned. Does it need to invite the other party to eat at their house with great fanfare? It's too exaggerated!
Lu Zita touched his chin and said, "I think eating is just an excuse. The look in your eyes clearly shows that you like this kid a bit."
Lu Ziqian nodded: "It's true! This sister is too big to stay!"
Lu Zibai frowned and raised a question: "But, Dad seems to have a prejudice against Murong Ling. If he enters the house, will he be driven out by Comrade Lu!"
Lu Zizhong looked at Murong Ling, who had followed Ran Ran into the door of the Lu family, and sighed: "It's very possible, wait, what is that kid carrying?"
Only then did he see Murong Ling carrying a black thing on his back, like Momo's cello?
"That's—" Lu Zixun frowned slightly.
"It's Momo's cello!" Several teenagers from the Lu family said almost in unison.
Lu Zili rolled up his sleeves: "I'm going, what's the matter, this kid won't be able to hook up, he still wants to hook up with Momo!"
He also didn't care about the friendship between the two of them when they were young. Momo He Ranran is his most precious sister. If this is because a Murong Linghong's sister turns against each other, he doesn't mind throwing this mate out of the Lu family with his own hands.
Of course he didn't know anything, he was very happy and enthusiastically invited Murong Ling into the living room of the Lu family.
Mo Xiaodie and Lu Chenxu were already waiting for him in the living room at this time.
They wanted to see what kind of kid it was that actually got into their daughter's eyes.
Murong Ling, carrying Momo's cello on his back, led by Ran Ran, came to Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie, and bowed politely to say hello: "Uncle Lu, how are you Aunt Mo!"
With that said, he turned around and asked A Yan to present his pre-prepared gift, which was a bottle of top-quality red wine.
"This is a little gift, and I ask Uncle Lu and Aunt Mo to laugh!" He lowered his posture, but he looked at the living room from the corner of his eye, but he didn't find anyone he wanted to see.
Lu Chenxu cast a glance at the red wine, his eyes fell on the cello behind him, and he said lightly, "The piano you are carrying is very familiar!"
Murong Ling hurriedly put down the cello on his shoulder, preparing to explain!
Lu Zi, who entered the door behind him, ran up to Lu Chenxu in two steps and leaned in his ear and whispered, "Dad, he is Murong Ling!"
Lu Chenxu's already unfriendly gaze suddenly became sharp, and his voice was cold and distant: "Are you Murong Ling?"
Murong Ling sighed softly in his heart, Grandpa, you really want to cheat me to death!
But on the surface, he hurriedly said: "Yes, Uncle Lu, I am Murong Ling. I heard my father talk about the heroic deeds of you and Aunt Xiaodie very early, and I always wanted to visit you. Woolen cloth!"
At this moment, wearing house clothes, casually rolling up her hair, with her bare face facing the sky, she was helping to cut the fruit Momo in the kitchen. After hearing the sound, she gave the fruit plate in her hand to Dudu, and gnawed on the remaining half. Apple came out of the kitchen.
She wanted to see who could get into Ranran's mischievous eyes!
After Murong Ling smiled and said to Lu Chenxu, he suddenly raised his head and his eyes fell on Momo's body.
For some reason, a poem appeared in his mind, who had never liked ancient poems so much: "The hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and naturally go to sculpture.". Such Lu Zimo looked fresh, elegant and beautiful in his eyes, like an empty valley orchid. JrNovels.com
Lu Zizhong pulled Lu Zixun aside, "What's the matter? He saved it?"
How come none of them have heard of this?
Lu Zixun glanced at his tender-eyed sister, shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice, "Hey, it was yesterday that she stepped on a banana peel in the cinema and almost fell. Murong Ling just grabbed her!"
"That's it?" Lu Zizhong looked stunned. Does it need to invite the other party to eat at their house with great fanfare? It's too exaggerated!
Lu Zita touched his chin and said, "I think eating is just an excuse. The look in your eyes clearly shows that you like this kid a bit."
Lu Ziqian nodded: "It's true! This sister is too big to stay!"
Lu Zibai frowned and raised a question: "But, Dad seems to have a prejudice against Murong Ling. If he enters the house, will he be driven out by Comrade Lu!"
Lu Zizhong looked at Murong Ling, who had followed Ran Ran into the door of the Lu family, and sighed: "It's very possible, wait, what is that kid carrying?"
Only then did he see Murong Ling carrying a black thing on his back, like Momo's cello?
"That's—" Lu Zixun frowned slightly.
"It's Momo's cello!" Several teenagers from the Lu family said almost in unison.
Lu Zili rolled up his sleeves: "I'm going, what's the matter, this kid won't be able to hook up, he still wants to hook up with Momo!"
He also didn't care about the friendship between the two of them when they were young. Momo He Ranran is his most precious sister. If this is because a Murong Linghong's sister turns against each other, he doesn't mind throwing this mate out of the Lu family with his own hands.
Of course he didn't know anything, he was very happy and enthusiastically invited Murong Ling into the living room of the Lu family.
Mo Xiaodie and Lu Chenxu were already waiting for him in the living room at this time.
They wanted to see what kind of kid it was that actually got into their daughter's eyes.
Murong Ling, carrying Momo's cello on his back, led by Ran Ran, came to Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie, and bowed politely to say hello: "Uncle Lu, how are you Aunt Mo!"
With that said, he turned around and asked A Yan to present his pre-prepared gift, which was a bottle of top-quality red wine.
"This is a little gift, and I ask Uncle Lu and Aunt Mo to laugh!" He lowered his posture, but he looked at the living room from the corner of his eye, but he didn't find anyone he wanted to see.
Lu Chenxu cast a glance at the red wine, his eyes fell on the cello behind him, and he said lightly, "The piano you are carrying is very familiar!"
Murong Ling hurriedly put down the cello on his shoulder, preparing to explain!
Lu Zi, who entered the door behind him, ran up to Lu Chenxu in two steps and leaned in his ear and whispered, "Dad, he is Murong Ling!"
Lu Chenxu's already unfriendly gaze suddenly became sharp, and his voice was cold and distant: "Are you Murong Ling?"
Murong Ling sighed softly in his heart, Grandpa, you really want to cheat me to death!
But on the surface, he hurriedly said: "Yes, Uncle Lu, I am Murong Ling. I heard my father talk about the heroic deeds of you and Aunt Xiaodie very early, and I always wanted to visit you. Woolen cloth!"
At this moment, wearing house clothes, casually rolling up her hair, with her bare face facing the sky, she was helping to cut the fruit Momo in the kitchen. After hearing the sound, she gave the fruit plate in her hand to Dudu, and gnawed on the remaining half. Apple came out of the kitchen.
She wanted to see who could get into Ranran's mischievous eyes!
After Murong Ling smiled and said to Lu Chenxu, he suddenly raised his head and his eyes fell on Momo's body.
For some reason, a poem appeared in his mind, who had never liked ancient poems so much: "The hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and naturally go to sculpture.". Such Lu Zimo looked fresh, elegant and beautiful in his eyes, like an empty valley orchid. JrNovels.com
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