Chapter: 1909

Carrying a small schoolbag, he jogged to the inpatient department.

Searching floor by floor.

Finally he found the person he was looking for in a VIP ward.

Lu Xun is quite beautiful.

She inherited the advantages of Lan Zimei's facial features, and her skin was very white, as white as little Lu You.

At this time, she was wearing a plaster and leaning on the bedside to draw.

A sketchbook with most of the drawings.

The model of the wedding dress painted on it is a beautiful woman...

Lu Xun took the crayon and painted it one stroke at a time.

Previously, Secretary Liu and his wife thought she was painting blue eyebrows. After all, the child's biggest memory was her, but Lu Xun never said that it was Huo Mingzhu.

She knew that Uncle Lu didn't get married because of her.

Aunt Mingzhu didn't even wear a wedding dress.

She designs beautiful wedding dresses. She wants to be a designer when she grows up, and she longs to give them to Aunt Mingzhu one day.

That way, whether it's aunt or not, Uncle Lu won't be blamed.

Little Lu Shuo looked at her at the door, and naturally saw those wedding pictures, with fire in her little eyes.

He thought it was Lan Zimei.

Little Lu Shuo stepped forward and did the first rude thing in his life, tearing Lu Xun's sketchbook to pieces.

Dozens of pictures, a drawing book that took two years to draw.

It was shattered.

It fell on the white bed, on Lu Xun's hair and body.

She stared blankly at the little boy in front of her.

Fair skin.

Brown hair.

Uncle Lu's facial features are quite presentable.

She knew who it was almost immediately. Her face turned pale and she lowered her head to pick up the scraps of paper... JrNovels.com