Chapter 243 Black? Zhouzhou: Aunt Lengyue, Daddy will make you cry!



He thought to himself, 'This woman probably caught me 'peeping,' but oh dear, I only saw it by accident. Yes, I have a clear conscience. I've done good deeds all my life, seeing lace is my deserved retribution. Damn, perfect!'

After some self-reflection and analysis, Lu Qingzhou quickly regained his composure.

He glanced at Leng Yue openly and honestly.

She was lying there lazily like a kitten.

Suddenly remembering what Su Qingyao had said in the car, he sighed helplessly.

'Wow, it really is just like what Su Qingyao said before: the moment I got back, I was glued to the sofa. It couldn't be more accurate.'

Su Qingyao poured herself a glass of water, walked to the sofa, and looked at Leng Yue sprawled out on it, speechless.

As she spoke, she pointed lightly at Leng Yue's unseemly posture: "I was right before, wasn't I? Look at yourself, what kind of behavior is this? Can't you pull your leg back a little? At least have some self-respect. There's a man in this room!"

Leng Yue glanced at Lu Qingzhou with a sly look in her eyes, then looked at Su Qingyao and said flippantly, "Man, where is the man? Is there a man in this house? I don't see any."

His feigned ignorance was clearly an attempt to tease Lu Qingzhou.

Lu Qingzhou rolled his eyes, inwardly complaining, "Damn it, this woman's insulting me again. If it weren't for the fact that you were driving so hard, I would have beaten you up already. Oh well, a good man doesn't fight with a woman, I'll let you off the hook for now, I'll get my revenge later."

He pretended not to hear and walked into the kitchen carrying a bag of fruit.

Su Qingyao sat down next to Leng Yue and watched as Leng Yue slumped unladylike on the side of the sofa, her long legs swinging back and forth like a mischievous child.

She frowned, raised her hand and gently patted her foot, saying irritably, "With your attitude, how could you possibly find a boyfriend? What decent man could stand someone as carefree as you?"

Leng Yue pouted, her face full of indifference, like a spoiled child: "I don't want a serious man. If I really can't find a boyfriend, I'll stick with you for the rest of my life. You can't get rid of me!"

At this time,

Lu Qingzhou came out of the kitchen carrying a fruit platter. Hearing Leng Yue's words, she subconsciously teased, "You want to rely on my Qingyao for the rest of your life? It feels like you want to be a concubine's maid. You're always by Qingyao's side, inseparable."

Upon hearing this, Leng Yue's fair face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple, delicate and alluring.

She widened her eyes, rolled her eyes at Lu Qingzhou in an unusual way, her eyes full of reproach, and said in a coquettish voice, "Get lost, you are the maidservant! No, you are the young master-servant."

Normally she is always carefree and fearless, but this shy appearance is a stark contrast to her usual self.

Su Qingyao couldn't help but chuckle, "You know what, look at our big family, always bickering and joking around, it really does feel a bit like ancient times."

She laughed as she gently covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes crinkling with amusement.

Leng Yue glanced at Su Qingyao, who was teasing her, and thought to herself, 'I might actually take what you're saying seriously.'

That little thought was like a secret hidden deep in one's heart, carrying an invisible hint of sweetness and shyness.

Seeing Lu Qingzhou approach, Leng Yue pretended to be angry. She bit her lower lip, a sly glint in her eyes, and kicked Lu Qingzhou's leg while saying coquettishly, "I'll teach you a lesson for talking nonsense."

The movements were so gentle, like she was being coquettish, that there was no sign that she was actually going to hit someone.

Lu Qingzhou chuckled, shifted his body slightly, and easily dodged the painless kick, then steadily placed the fruit plate on the coffee table.

Then, he carefully selected the largest and reddest piece of fruit from the fruit plate, handed it to Zhouzhou, and said with a gentle smile, "Come on, my little Zhouzhou, have some fruit."

Zhouzhou took the fruit Lu Qingzhou handed her, her eyes crinkling into crescents, and smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Daddy."

After saying that,

She even kissed Lu Qingzhou on the cheek, the crisp sound of the kiss seemingly carrying a warm feeling.

Then she looked at Leng Yue with a serious expression and said in a childish voice, "Aunt Leng Yue, please don't hit my dad. My dad is very strong, he will make you cry."

The eyes of the group were immediately drawn to Zhouzhou as if by a magnet.

This little girl even knows how to protect her father.

Leng Yue teased her with great interest, leaning down slightly.

He aligned himself with Zhouzhou, a mischievous smile on his face, and said, "With your father's small frame, I can give him one hand."

Zhouzhou's big eyes blinked like two bright stars. She looked at Leng Yue and shook her little head like a rattle drum. "My dad is very powerful."

Looking at her adorable appearance, Leng Yue couldn't resist reaching out and pinching her chubby little face. The soft touch came from her fingertips. "How is your dad so amazing?"

"MoMo told me today that Dad beat Aunt Mu last night. He beat her really badly. Aunt Mu even cried. It was so awful."

Zhouzhou raised her little head, her expression very serious, and her innocent look made it impossible to doubt the truthfulness of her words.

However, as Zhouzhou's childish voice fell, the entire living room instantly fell into a deathly silence!

The air seemed to freeze, and time seemed to stand still.

The expressions on everyone's faces were varied.

Lu Qingzhou was completely dumbfounded. His mouth was slightly open, and his expression changed from surprise to shock, and finally to helplessness and embarrassment.

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