Chapter: 1548
Cold wind hunting.
Old Mrs. Lu stood under the light and watched the car door open and a little boy get out.
The wrinkles on the old lady's face relaxed.
"Grandma!" Shuoshuo shyly rushed over and threw herself into the old lady's arms.
So sweet, so soft, and so good-looking!
It's exactly the same as when Lu Qian was a child.
The old lady touched Shuoshuo's little face and couldn't put it down, but her eyes looked at the pearl next to Lu Qian, and said sadly: "You must be very tired after traveling so late! I made your favorite wontons for you, specially added Cilantro.�
Mingzhu's eyes were slightly hot.
It was so late, and the old man was obviously suffering, but he was still considerate of her.
She went over to hug the old lady and whispered: "I'm not tired!"
The old lady patted her hand, turned to her son and said, "Take Mingzhu to eat in the small restaurant. I'm hot in the pot. Now I'm going to take Shuoshuo to eat something more delicious."
Lu Qian smiled: "How dare you not listen to what the old lady says!"
He asked Secretary Liu to go back first.
Secretary Liu was always good at joking, so he made a few wisecracks: "I originally wanted to stay and ask for a drink, but it seems I can't have any. I'll just go back to sleep and have to work tomorrow."
Lu Qian laughed and scolded: "You kid!"
Secretary Liu leaves.
The old lady took her grandson back to the small courtyard, where he probably slept.
Now, only Lu Qian and Mingzhu are left.
He is still in his prime, and she is even more young and beautiful.
Although the wisteria above had withered in the winter, it was still interesting. Lu Qian held her hand and walked very slowly... When they returned to this place again, their minds were full of thoughts.
Mingzhu is not very open-minded.
Lu Qian stopped suddenly. He trapped her in his arms and pressed her against the old tree.
"What's wrong?"
"My son is already so old, and yet he is so shy. Isn't he living up to the old lady's kindness in letting us be alone?"
Lu Qian's voice was gentle and heartwarming. JrNovels.com
Old Mrs. Lu stood under the light and watched the car door open and a little boy get out.
The wrinkles on the old lady's face relaxed.
"Grandma!" Shuoshuo shyly rushed over and threw herself into the old lady's arms.
So sweet, so soft, and so good-looking!
It's exactly the same as when Lu Qian was a child.
The old lady touched Shuoshuo's little face and couldn't put it down, but her eyes looked at the pearl next to Lu Qian, and said sadly: "You must be very tired after traveling so late! I made your favorite wontons for you, specially added Cilantro.�
Mingzhu's eyes were slightly hot.
It was so late, and the old man was obviously suffering, but he was still considerate of her.
She went over to hug the old lady and whispered: "I'm not tired!"
The old lady patted her hand, turned to her son and said, "Take Mingzhu to eat in the small restaurant. I'm hot in the pot. Now I'm going to take Shuoshuo to eat something more delicious."
Lu Qian smiled: "How dare you not listen to what the old lady says!"
He asked Secretary Liu to go back first.
Secretary Liu was always good at joking, so he made a few wisecracks: "I originally wanted to stay and ask for a drink, but it seems I can't have any. I'll just go back to sleep and have to work tomorrow."
Lu Qian laughed and scolded: "You kid!"
Secretary Liu leaves.
The old lady took her grandson back to the small courtyard, where he probably slept.
Now, only Lu Qian and Mingzhu are left.
He is still in his prime, and she is even more young and beautiful.
Although the wisteria above had withered in the winter, it was still interesting. Lu Qian held her hand and walked very slowly... When they returned to this place again, their minds were full of thoughts.
Mingzhu is not very open-minded.
Lu Qian stopped suddenly. He trapped her in his arms and pressed her against the old tree.
"What's wrong?"
"My son is already so old, and yet he is so shy. Isn't he living up to the old lady's kindness in letting us be alone?"
Lu Qian's voice was gentle and heartwarming. JrNovels.com
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