Lu Fengfeng was stunned and spoke without thinking.
"It's a girl named Yang Bolan. She works in the song and dance troupe with me and your mother."
Lu Mengmeng asked: "Does she often say bad things about my mother?"
Lu Fengfeng nodded: "They said it when we met, and they also said it behind my back. Anyway, it was quite excessive."
“There is such a thing.”
The little guy nodded thoughtfully, his little mouth pouting, with a hint of impatience in his eyes, no one knew what he was thinking.
Gu Qingcheng was stunned and pulled at the corner of Lu Fengfeng's clothes.
"Why are you telling this to your child? It would be bad if it had a bad influence on her."
Lu Fengfeng only reacted at this time, and said repeatedly: "Mengmeng, don't take what Auntie said just now to heart, these are just conflicts between adults."
Unfortunately, it's too late now. The little guy has silently repeated this name in his heart more than ten times.
How dare someone scold my mother?
Unforgivable.
Unforgivable!
She is in a very bad mood now.
He subconsciously grasped a chess piece in his right hand.
Falling on the chessboard.
"Meng Meng is very angry now, the consequences will be serious!"
With a "click".
Lu Mengmeng moved a piece and killed Lu Juesheng's general, ending the round of chess directly.
Lu Juesheng, who had been struggling for nearly fifteen minutes, said: …
He looked at the round of chess in which he had the best chance of winning, tears streaming down his face.
"Ah... just one last bit, I'll win with just one last bit!"
Lu Juesheng completely collapsed. Lu Mengmeng was no longer in the mood to play and just waved her hand.
"Aunt Fengfeng, I don't want to play today. I'm tired. I'm going upstairs to rest. I'll accompany you next time."
As he spoke, the little guy crossed his arms over his chest and walked forward with great confidence.
Lu Fengfeng and Gu Qingcheng, who were standing at the back, spoke excitedly.
Lu Fengfeng: "Why do I feel like something is wrong with your daughter? Is she going to do something?"
Gu Qingcheng swallowed her saliva. She was actually unsure in her heart. She took a breath and said, "It shouldn't be, right? After all... Mengmeng was... quite obedient when she was a child?"
Lu Fengfeng looked into her eyes.
"Are you sure...is she usually obedient?"
Gu Qingcheng: ...
After seeing off Lu Fengfeng and Lu Juesheng, Lu Shiyan entered the house at about seven o'clock in the evening.
As soon as he came in, his eyes moved around and then fell accurately on Gu Qingcheng.
He strode forward, sat next to Gu Qingcheng, and kissed her forehead with his thin lips.
"Wife, are you having morning sickness today? Are you still feeling nauseous?"
Gu Qingcheng felt it carefully and found that she had been taking pregnancy-preserving drugs during this period, and her morning sickness had indeed decreased a lot.
"I'm doing fine lately. My appetite is good too."
Lu Shiyan felt relieved: "That's good, our child is just well behaved."
Speaking of this, Gu Qingcheng's mind suddenly emerged with Lu Mengmeng's malicious smile.
He blinked.
"It's better not to say such big words in advance."
As they were talking, Lu Mengmeng had already changed into black clothes and walked down the stairwell.
When he saw his parents, the little guy greeted them politely.
"Mom and Dad, Mengmeng has made an appointment with her good friends to play, so she's going out now."
Gu Qingcheng was stunned: "You didn't eat much for dinner, and you didn't even want a midnight snack?"
"No, no, Mengmeng needs to control her diet."
The little guy ran very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Gu Qingcheng was worried and pushed Lu Shiyan: "Why don't you go out and take a look? I'm always worried about Mengmeng being alone. She's been acting particularly strange today."
"Why worry about this? My dear, Mengmeng is old enough now and can clearly tell what she is doing in many things."
Gu Qingcheng: ...
You tell me a four-year-old child has grown up?
Lu Shiyan advocated a policy of letting children grow up freely. He added: "If we keep a tight grip on them, it will have the opposite effect."
What Lu Shiyan said made some sense, and Gu Qingcheng was thinking about it.
The man moved closer.
"Wife, if you ask me, instead of worrying about Mengmeng, you should worry about yourself."
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and Gu Qingcheng suddenly felt something was wrong.
He moved back and forth.
"What are you going to do? I'm still pregnant now. The doctor told me not to do that kind of thing in the first three months."
Lu Shiyan ignored her and moved closer.
His muscular arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her up effortlessly.
Gu Qingcheng screamed subconsciously and quickly put her arms around his neck.
The man curled his lips slightly, took a step forward with his long legs, and walked to the master bedroom.
Hook it to the back.
With a "click", the door was closed.
He carefully put Gu Qingcheng on the bed, and then pulled up the curtains.
Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out to take the quilt and wrapped himself in it.
Lu Shiyan was delighted: "Wife, do you think your little quilt can stop me?"
Gu Qingcheng: ...
He took three or two steps forward, grabbed a corner of the quilt with his arm, and lifted it up.
He kissed Gu Qingcheng on the forehead devoutly.
Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes subconsciously.
The man had a deep voice, as mellow as a beautiful cello.
"Wife, thank you for your hard work during this period."
He placed his bony fingers on her shoulders and massaged her gently and carefully.
Great enjoyment.
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