Chapter 92
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"…"
The little girl sat down on the car seat.
Seeing that her father was determined to ignore her, she kicked her father's trousers with her brown leather shoes. She had already stepped on them several times, but her father still ignored her.
The little girl puffed up her cheeks angrily and opened her mouth to pounce on him to bite him.
"Bad father! If you ignore me, Li Li will ignore you too! Hmph! "
In response, the man only snorted coldly and was completely indifferent.
Song Ching-wan felt very distressed when she saw this. She hugged the little girl and comforted her in a low voice. Then, she sighed at Lu Junhan, who had a cold expression on her face.
"Hey, don't blame her. Li Li is still young, isn't she? And I don't think it's entirely Li Li's fault. If you want to blame someone, blame Pei Xiubai for being too attractive. He's so attractive, yet he still runs outside. He deserves to be kissed by Li Li! "
Song Ching-wan's tone was as righteous as those straight men who said that women who wore too little deserved to be molested. As she spoke, she smiled and kissed the little girl's chubby little face fiercely.
"Don't you think so, Li Li?"
The little girl blinked her eyes and touched her chubby little face with her small hands. She stuttered, "Then … Auntie, why did you kiss me? Because Li Li is also attractive? "
But from her tone, it seemed that it wasn't good to be too attractive.
Song Ching-wan, who slapped herself in the face, "…"
"Of course not." Song Ching-wan didn't expect to be slapped in the face so quickly. She coughed awkwardly and rubbed against the little girl. "It's because Li Li is too cute, so Auntie couldn't help but want to kiss you!"
"Then why didn't Auntie kiss Daddy?" The little girl was confused. "Daddy is also very cute."
Song Ching-wan stared at Lu Junhan's cold and murderous face. Thinking about how she would look when she kissed him, Song Ching-wan shuddered in disgust.
He quickly retracted his gaze, intending to take a few more glances at the cute little girl to wash his eyes.
Before Song Ching-wan could say "your father loves my ass", the car door was opened from the outside.
The old man stood outside, leaning on a fishing rod. His hair was slightly white, and his temples seemed to be dyed with frost. However, he was full of vigor, and his aged face was as calm and dignified as ever.
"What's up?"
Lu Junhan leaned back in his seat lazily and raised his indifferent black eyes, looking nonchalantly at her.
The old man looked at Lu Junhan, his wrinkled hand unnaturally stroking his beard. He coughed heavily before explaining the purpose of his visit.
"In the future, remember to come back often to visit this old man."
Before Lu Junhan could say anything, Song Ching-wan's eyes widened. She touched the goosebumps on her body and had a "What the f * ck" expression on her face.
"Wait a minute, Dad. Do you know what you're saying? This isn't what you should be saying, is it? Could it be that you've really gone mad? Did you call the doctor? Is he reliable? When did he say you'll get better? "
Song Ching-wan asked several questions in a row. It was obvious that she was on the verge of collapse and shock.
The old man threw the fishing rod at her and said angrily, "You're the crazy one! How dare you talk to your father like that? I think you don't want to live anymore! "
Song Ching-wan dodged.
Yes, this was the father she was familiar with.
As he spoke, Master Lu paused. His gaze landed on Little Lu Li, who had an innocent look on her face. He coughed loudly and said, "Bring this little girl along as well."
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