< br >Lu Hanting stood tall and heroic at the door, his white shirt pulled out of his trousers and retreated from the usual cold ban. Want a little more unruly evil spirit, bright crystal light plated on the man's body, outstanding, handsome into a stable mess. < br >A 32-year-old man, these three years have precipitated all the sharp fighting on his body, and his status and wealth have superimposed his indescribable male charm. Lu Hanting now satisfies all the fantasies of women in men. < br >how many women have flocked to him in the past three years. < br >the young maids blushed quietly and felt that the man's position of lifting his foot and kicking the door was man, which made people sound scared and banged against the deer. < br >with a bang, when Lu Hanting kicked his second foot up, the door opened. < br >the bony palm pressed against the door plate and pushed the door open. He pulled out his long legs and went in. The little nipple lay on the bed, the little ball covered in the quilt, and even the little head could not be seen. < br >"Lu Xianyi, your skin itches, right?" < br >Lu Hanting pressed his knees against the edge of the bed and lifted the quilt with a brush. His slender big palm carried the back collar of the small milk bag and lifted him directly. < br >all his patience has been exhausted, and he has had a lot of trouble with this son for the past three years. < br >but the last time I saw Xiaxi in the Emperor's clubhouse, her little face was more beautiful and tender than rose petals, and she went out to show off, as happy as she wanted. < br >in fact, he thought about the old beauty on her. At that time, she was so fierce and fierce, but now she seems to be completely healed. < br >but in the past three years, she has returned to the ancient kingdom of Lan Lou and returned to her mommy Lin Shuiyao. She must have been saved by Lin Shuiyao. < br >Lu Hanting rudely threw Lu Xingyi on the bed and slapped his broad palm on his little butt. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({ }); < br >then the painting in Lu's hand fluttered onto the bed sheet. < br >the big palm to be beaten suddenly froze in mid-air, and Lu Hanting's deep, narrow eyes fell on the paper with a lag. "what is this?" < br >Lu Xianyi locked herself into her room when she got home and didn't let anyone disturb her. It turned out that he was painting under the quilt. < br >Lu Hanting looked at the drawing paper, it was all from behind, a slender and beautiful woman with long hair walking in the sun with a little one, incomparably warm. < br >anyone with a discerning eye can see that the little one is Lu Meiyi herself, and this woman is Lu's imaginary mommy. < br >but this mommy looks a lot like... Xia Xie! < br >is painted exactly like Xia Xiyi! < br >Lu Hanting frowned quickly. "Lu Xieyi, what are you drawing?" < br >Lu Xianyi quickly raised her big black grape-like eyes and looked at his daddy. He knew that Daddy didn't like any topic about mommy. Every time whoever mentioned mommy, Daddy would lose control and lose his temper. < br >Lu Mengyi picked up the painting and hid it under the pillow. < br >looking at his son's careful action, Lu Hanting's heart suddenly hurt. He still remembers the first time he was furious at Xiyuan because his grandmother mentioned Xia Xixi. At that time, only more than ten months later, he was so scared that he hid in the corner of the room. When he looked for it, he was so cold that the whole little body could not stop trembling. < br >over the past two years, he has become more and more energetic, but Lu Hanting searched all his memories and couldn't find out when Yiyi asked his mommy, Yiyi never mentioned his mommy in front of him. < br >< br/ >< br >

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