2018: C2018 Dedication to Fatherhood

C2018 Dedication to Fatherhood

"If I don't eat the little fruit, can I?"

If her whole body shuddered, her pretty face would turn red again. Her body would wriggle and struggle to escape his embrace.

"I'm not giving it to you!" "Let go!"

The arm around her waist tightened, trapping her within it.

There was nowhere to run.

The handsome face slowly pressed down on her.

If he subconsciously turned his head to dodge.

"If Little Guo doesn't want to hand it over, then I can only fight for it myself." Lu Chengchuan smiled, then used his free hand to pinch her lower jaw.

In the next second, her lips were printed.

She couldn't break free from the man's strength, so she could only passively endure.

After a long while, Lu Chengchuan finally let go of her.

If he was slightly out of breath, he would give him a regretful look, "Bully!"

"Yes."

With such a natural "hmm".

If he couldn't stand it, he would jump up and pinch his face.

"We'll cause trouble later. Let's go down to eat first, okay?" Lu Chengchuan roared as he held onto her waist.

If you stare at him contemptuously, reach out and scratch his handsome face.

Who was causing all this trouble?

From beginning to end, it was him who caused the trouble!

She actually pushed him to her, this man was truly shameless!

Only when the servant knocked on the door and called the two to come down for dinner did he give up on the attack.

When he walked into the dining hall, he saw Lu Chengjiang sitting at the corner of the table with a cold expression. If he had only just recalled, Lu Zihao had not told Lu Chengchuan about this.

His son was about to be forced out of the country, but as a father, he was still calmly eating.

Lu Chengjiang was truly magnanimous.

Although the person who forced his son was also his son …

It was hard to explain in a single sentence.

After the meal, if he wanted to pull Lu Chengchuan for a walk to eat.

"I have something to say." Lu Chengjiang suddenly called out to everyone who was about to leave.

The members of the Lu family stopped what they were doing and looked at Lu Chengjiang.

He lightly looked around at the crowd, his expression indifferent, before saying, "I want to bring Zi Cheng along as my assistant. From now on, you'll follow me and learn to take care of the Lu family's international affairs."

His tone was not one of inquiry or solicitation, but of stated facts.1

The atmosphere in the dining room suddenly changed, and it was so solemn that it was depressing.

If he were to secretly raise his gaze to look at Madam Lu, it would indeed be as she had expected.

After hearing Lu Chengjiang's words, Madam Lu was so angry that her face turned pale. She covered her chest with one hand, and panted heavily.

Master Lu quickly patted her back to ease her anger.

After a while, Madam Lu finally recovered. Her phoenix-like eyes fiercely shot toward Lu Chengjiang.

"You … You're going to kill me in anger, right? "

Lu Chengjiang looked exhausted, "Mom, Zi Cheng is also a descendant of the Lu family and is also my child. I need to do my father's duty."

If she heard that, she would have spat on his face.

He really was a "good" father!

He couldn't help but feel lucky that Lu Zihao didn't return with her today!

Otherwise, when he heard these words come from his father's mouth, he would want to die.

If he were to retort in his heart and look at the house which was once again in an uproar, his head would hurt once more. Just as he was about to raise his hand to rub his temple.

A pair of hands reached out faster and gently covered her ears.

The ruckus instantly died down, and the stabbing pain in his head subsided.

If you look up, look at the tight line of the man's jaw.

He ruffled the girl's hair, and a low voice came through his palm into her ear.

"There won't be a next time."

What do you mean?

If she looked at him in confusion.

Perhaps because it was hard to explain in the midst of all the noise, Lu Chengchuan did not say anything, his almond-shaped eyes coldly staring at the storm circle.

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