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Chapter 67

The sun shines through the branches and falls on Ning Zhi's body.

She smiled and looked at the boy in front of her, "Lu Jue, long time no see."

The boy looked at her blankly, and the little dimple on the side of his face was Qianqian, "Sister."

He wanted to reach out to hold her, and Lu's mother hurried forward, "Xiao Jue, who are you talking to?"

Lu Shenyuan came over and said considerately: "My brother is just talking to himself."

The eyes in Lu's mother's eyes darkened a little. Her son had tried this situation, but it seemed to have improved a little in the past one or two years. I didn't expect it to be like this again today.

Lu's mother said to Lu Jue: "Xiao Jue, let's get in the car. Grandma knows you want to go over, she is already waiting."

Ning Zhi didn't dare to let Lu Jue lead him. She was worried that Lu Jue's excessive actions would make Lu's mother worried. She smiled at Lu Jue: "Let's go, I'll get in the car with you."

After saying that, Ning Zhi saw the boy's face full of loss.

She found it funny and walked forward. She gently hooked his fingers with her fingertips, "Go."

The fingertips moved abnormally, Lu Jue glanced at Ning Zhi before walking towards the car obediently.

Ning Zhixian got into the car, and as usual, she walked directly through the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

At this time, Lu's mother's voice came from behind the rear seat of the car: "Xiao Jue, where are you going?"

Then, Lu's mother saw her son walking to the front of the car and opened the door of the passenger seat.

Ning Zhi glanced at Lu Jue blankly. The next second, before she could react, Lu Jue had already sat in.

"Lu Jue?"

"Do you want to sit in front of me? Remember to fasten your seat belt." Lu's mother said with a smile, completely blocking Ning Zhi's words to persuade Lu Jue to sit back.

The car door is closed.

Ning Zhi and Lu Jue were squeezed into a car chair. She could penetrate the car door and anyone, but she could not pass through Lu Jue's body.

To Lu Jue, she is physical.

The car chair was only so big that she couldn't sit down, and even Lu Jue's sitting posture was very awkward.

Ning Zhi was forced to sit sideways on Lu Jue's thighs and cling to his shoulders with both hands. Otherwise, she might be squeezed out of the door and fall outside.

Compared to before, the boy's chest became much wider and stronger. Even her thighs were strong and powerful, as if they contained a lot of explosive power.

She sat sideways and was forced to lie in Lu Jue's arms. The boy's body was hot, and even his breathing was hot.

Ning Zhi blushed. This was the first time she and him were sitting in such an intimate position.

Ning Zhi looked up at Lu Jue and asked him, "Why don't you sit in the back seat of the car?" He is tall and big, and the space in the car chair is so small that he can't accommodate two people at all.

A faint smile appeared in Lu Jue's eyes, and his handsome eyebrows were filled with indescribable pleasure, "I want to blame my sister for being with me."

Now, he was holding the weird sister.

My sister's body is fragrant and soft, and it feels very comfortable to hold.

He likes to hold her.

Ning Zhi couldn't help but squeeze the boy's face, "Even if he wants to be with me, he doesn't have to be in the car. Now, you can only hold me, am I heavy?"

"My sister is light, but she is light." Lu Jue's low and mute voice sounded in Ning Zhi's ears.

Any girl likes to hear others praise her for looking thin or being lightweight, and Ning Zhi is no exception.

She then laughed, "Well, I know you won't lie."

When Lu Jue was able to sit with his weird sister, he was bright in his eyes, as if he was holding his favorite gift, and no one gave it to him. This was his.

The smell of sweet smell was everywhere between his nose. He looked down at the strange sister's neck, which was fair, slender and beautiful.

He wants to kiss.

Lu Jue had a confused look in his eyes. He didn't know why he wanted to kiss him. His eyes moved and fell on Ning Zhi's tender face. He pursed his lips and wanted to kiss him.

I want to kiss my weird sister.

Thinking of this, Lu Jue lowered his head, and he quietly, clumsyly, touched Ning Zhi's neck with his thin lips.

A strange feeling of slight itch came. Ning Zhi turned his head in surprise and looked at the boy. Lu Jue secretly kissed her just now?

She asked Lu Jue directly, "You kissed my neck?"

The young and inexperienced boy suddenly became so scared that his ears turned red, and his eyes were so wet that he looked at Ning Zhi. He would not lie, so he admitted directly, "I'm kissing."

He also added, "A moment."

Just kiss it.

Ning Zhi was amused and crying, but Lu Jue was really honest.

And at this time, Lu Jue lowered his head.

His head was buried on Ning Zhi's shoulder. He would not act coquettishly, but his posture at this moment seemed to act coquettishly. He murmured: "Grow up and I will be together."

My sister said that when he grows up, he will be with him.

Now that he has grown up, he can be together.

He knew that when two people were together, they could hold hands and kiss each other.

Thinking of this, Lu Jue's beautiful peach blossom eyes became even brighter. He stared at Ning Zhi blankly, "Sister, I'm together."

Ning Zhi sometimes forgets what he said, but Lu Jue remembers it firmly.

She pinched the boy's face, "Yes, when you grow up, we will be together, but not now, I will wait for you in the future."

Lu Jue pursed his lips, "It's OK now."

He can be with the weird sister now.

"Xiao Jue, what are you talking about?"

Lu's mother sat behind the car, Lu Jue's head was placed on Ning Zhi's shoulder. In Lu's mother's eyes, her son was lowering his head, not knowing what he was talking about together.

Ning Zhi reached out to cover Lu Jue's mouth and told him not to talk to her.

In Lu's mother's eyes, he kept talking to himself, which would scare Lu's mother. Even the driver next to him looked at him from time to time.

Lu Jue blinked and let Ning Zhi cover his mouth.

The Song family’s villa is built near the mountainside. This area is full of living places for the rich. The environment is quiet and beautiful, and the greening facilities are well made. It is a quiet place in the downtown area.

After Lu's mother got off the car, she saw her son sitting quietly in the passenger seat, looking unwilling and reluctant to move. She walked over and opened the car door, "Xiao Jue, we're at my grandmother's house, get off."

"Let's get off the car." Ning Zhi maintained a position along the way. Fortunately, she was not conscious now, otherwise her legs would have been numb.

She blushed and got off Lu Jue's legs.

Lu Jue's arms were empty. He looked down at the empty position, and his thin lips were pursed.

In the room, Mrs. Song was already waiting for the arrival of her daughter and grandson.

Ning Zhi saw that the old lady sitting on the sofa was wearing a thin maroon coat, with gray hair and a pretty good look.

When the old lady Song saw her daughter and grandson, she suddenly smiled on her wrinkled face, "You are here? Why are you here for so long today?"

Mother Lu walked to his mother intimately and sat down, as if acting coquettishly, "Is it true, time is the same as before. It took less than forty minutes on the way. It must be that Mom, you are thinking about us, so you feel it's long."

Opposite, Lu's mother's sister Song Rou couldn't help but say, "Mom is really thinking about you. She was asking you what time you were going to leave."

The old lady snorted, "I miss my good grandson."

Old Mrs. Song looked at Lu Jue, who was wearing a red backpack and wearing a red outfit. Her face was filled with joy, and she almost squinted her eyes, "My good grandson seems to have grown up again. It's so energetic in this outfit."

In the eyes of the elderly, wearing red clothes is good and energetic. Children should wear more red clothes, which is festive and makes people happy.

"Xiao Jue, come and sit quickly, don't stand." Grandma waved to Lu Jue and signaled him to come and sit next to her.

Ning Zhi held Lu Jue's hand and pulled him over, "We'll sit next to my grandmother."

When grandma saw Lu Jue sitting down obediently, the smile on her face became stronger, and grandson responded to her.

Ning Zhi saw the joy on the old man's face, and she leaned close to Lu Jue's ear and taught him, "You should call grandma and say hello to grandma."

Lu Jue blinked, he quickly glanced at his grandmother and slowly spoke: "Outside, grandmother is good."

Hearing Lu Jue speak, Old Mrs. Song looked at him in surprise, feeling a little disbelief, "Did you hear it? Xiao Jue is saying hello to me."

"Yes, I heard it, mom, it seems that Xiao Jue misses you too." Song Rou said with a smile.

Old Mrs. Song couldn't get the surprise, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes smiled even deeper, "My good grandson, this is good."

The old man could not hide his love for his grandson.

"Hello grandma, hello aunt."

At this time, Lu Shenyuan, who was still standing, politely greeted Old Lady Song and Song Rou.

"Sit down quickly, Shenyuan," Song Rou greeted him.

Old Mrs. Song nodded, with kindness in her eyes, and she also said, "Don't stand, sit down quickly."

Her attitude towards Lu Jue and Lu Shenyuan was very obvious. Old Mrs. Song did not hide her love for Lu Jue, her grandson, at all, but she was a bit distant to Lu Shenyuan.

Old Mrs. Song looked at Lu Jue next to her again. Looking at his quiet and obedient appearance, she reached out to touch his head.

However, the next second, Lu Jue dodged.

Old Mrs. Song's hand fell short, and she was not angry, but smiled and said, "One day you can let grandma touch her head, grandma will be satisfied."

Next to him, Ning Zhi stretched out his hand and pressed it against both sides of Lu Jue's face, holding his head.

Then, she pressed Lu Jue's head to approach her grandmother, "Grandma, touch his head quickly."

Old Mrs. Song was shocked when she saw her good grandson's head lower and approached her.

"Mom, Xiao Jue is asking you to touch his head, you can touch it quickly." Song Rou smiled.

Lu's mother smiled aside, looking very envious, and she also wanted to touch her son's head.

Old Mrs. Song was surprised. She stretched out her hand and gently, afraid of scaring Lu Jue, and stroked his head slightly tremblingly.

Grandma said, "Xiao Jue must be safe and happy in the future."

Lu Jue was forced to touch his head, and he blinked, not disgusting this feeling.

Old Mrs. Song was worried that her good grandson would not like her. She just touched her and then withdrew her hand, but she was already very happy.

Lu's mother was jealous, "Xiao Jue, mom also wants to touch your head."

When she was a child, although Xiao Lujue didn't like it, she could hold her son and kiss her high, and touch his little head.

Since he grew up, he can dodge and resist touching and hugging.

Ning Zhi held Lu Jue's face and turned to Lu's mother. She coaxed Lu Jue, "Let your mother touch your head."

Lu Jue pursed his lips, and he lowered his eyes without responding.

Lu's mother tried to reach out and gently touched the bangs on her son's forehead. The touch of her thin and soft hair made her heart tremble and her eyes were sore. Just like when she was a child, her son was so obedient.

"Xiao Jue, my aunt wants to..." However, before Song Rou finished speaking, Lu Jue turned his head and ignored her at all.

Song Rou hummed, "Xiao Jue, it's not good for you to be biased in this way."

"My good grandson is the best." Old Mrs. Song retorted, and in front of her good grandson, her little daughter was about to give in.

On the side, Lu Shenyuan quietly looked at Old Lady Song, Lu's mother, and Song Rou and others' topics all around Lu Jue, and they only had Lu Jue in their eyes.

And he, like an outsider, watched them love and care about Lu Jue.

The expression on Lu Shenyuan's face was not obvious, and he listened to the elders' chat patiently and quietly.

Lu’s mother asked Old Mrs. Song, “Mom, how are you doing recently? Will your heart still feel cramped?”

Old Mrs. Song has a heart disease, has been taking medicine, and will go to the hospital for regular check-ups.

"Don't worry, I'm in great spirits recently, I'll keep the medicine with me."

The family hired a caretaker for Mrs. Song, but Mrs. Song didn't like someone to follow her closely, and always felt it was uncomfortable to be followed. Therefore, most of the time, she asked the caretaker to be only responsible for her diet and usually made more medicinal food.

When Lu's mother saw that her mother's face was indeed good, she felt relieved.

Ning Zhi was watching from the side. At noon, at the dinner table, she saw Lu's mother's elder brother Song Jinye.

Ning Zhi still remembered that at the funeral of Mrs. Song, the uncle had a bad attitude towards Lu Jue, and obviously put the anger and responsibility on Lu Jue, so she had a bad impression of this uncle.

Ning Zhi looked at Old Lady Song. At this time, she was still smiling kindly and kindly, looking at Lu Jue's grandson with doting eyes.

It was hard for Ning Zhi to imagine that the old lady suddenly fell ill soon after.

She was a little nervous, afraid that she would not be able to save her grandmother again, so she could only watch Lu Jue squatted in the dark corner and was wet in the rain alone.

Ning knew whether Grandma Song had an illness at the beginning, but only knew it was probably in the afternoon.

Ning Zhi kept waiting with his heart.

In the afternoon, my grandmother got up and prepared to go to the tea room to have tea. She likes to taste tea the most, but she can’t drink too much. She only has two cups a day to get the taste.

"Grandma, my brother and I will go and have tea with you." Lu Shenyuan said proactively, "It's rare that we have time on holiday now, so we should spend more time with you."

Old Mrs. Song nodded happily, "Good boy, you guys are intent."

Lu's mother was chatting with her sister Song Rou. When she heard Lu Shenyuan's words, she smiled and agreed: "Shenyuan and Xiaojue should spend time with their grandmother."

The tea room is on the second floor, which contains a lot of tea leaves that Mrs. Song likes. There are also many famous paintings hanging on the walls of the room. Green potted plants are placed on the windowsills and tables, which gives you a sense of tranquility and comfort.

Old Mrs. Song was a little hot, so she took off her thin coat.

Lu Shenyuan took the initiative to go up and take her coat, "Grandma, I'll help you hang it up."

"Okay." Grandma Song handed it to him.

Lu Shenyuan hung Old Mrs. Song's clothes on the wooden rack next to the door.

Old Mrs. Song sat down in front of the coffee table. She looked at her dear grandson Lu Jue, "Sit down, Xiao Jue, I remember you like tea with a sweeter taste, I'll make it for you later."

Grandma really loves Lu Jue.

Lu Shenyuan walked to Lu Jing's seat with a smile and sat down, "Today I was so happy with my brother that I could drink the tea made by my grandmother. I heard from my mother that you have won awards for tea art before."

Grandma Song waved her hand, "Those are nothing."

She got up and walked to the wooden shelf to select tea.

Ning Zhi was waiting aside. She remembered that her grandmother had an illness in the tea room.

Old Mrs. Song avoided dipping Meina and pouring it into the purple clay teapot, and then she slowly washed the tea leaves.

Ning Zhi was a little nervous inexplicably.

The hot smoke swells and the tea fragrance is everywhere.

After a while, Ning Zhi suddenly saw Grandma Song frowning, and there was something wrong on her face.

Her heart beat wildly and was about to step forward, but opposite Lu Shenyuan saw the change in his grandmother's expression, and his eyes were moving.

He stood up and said to Old Mrs. Song with a smile: "Grandma, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Old Mrs. Song nodded.

Lu Shenyuan walked out with great strides. When he passed the hanger, he touched his coat on it, then strode out and closed the tea room door casually.

Ning Zhi frowned and felt something was wrong. She ran to her grandmother.

She saw her grandmother's breathing begin to become rapid, and she covered her chest with her hands, as if she was sick.
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