Lu Ziran's face was slightly red: "Yes, second brother, in order to thank him for saving me in the cinema yesterday, I specially invited him to my house for dinner to express my gratitude."
Lu Zizhong pulled Lu Zixun aside: "What happened? Did he save Ranran?"
How come none of them have heard of this?
Lu Zixun glanced at his gentle sister, shook his head helplessly, and whispered: "Oh, she stepped on a banana peel in the cinema yesterday and almost fell down. Murong Ling just pulled her up!"
"That's it?" Lu Zizhong looked astonished. Does this require a big fanfare to invite the other party to their home for dinner? It's too exaggerated!
Lu Zita touched his chin and said, "I think eating is just an excuse. The way you look at Ranran, it's clear that you like this guy a little bit."
Lu Ziqian nodded: "That's true! This sister is too old to stay!"
Lu Zibai frowned and asked: "But dad seems to have a prejudice against this Murong Ling. If he enters the house, will he be kicked out by Comrade Lu?"
Lu Zizhong looked at Murong Ling, who had followed Ran Ran into the Lu family's gate, and sighed: "It's very possible. Wait, what is that kid carrying?"
Only then did he see Murong Ling carrying a black thing on his back, like, like Momo's cello?
"That's—" Lu Zixun frowned slightly.
"It's Momo's cello!" Several teenagers from the Lu family said almost in unison.
Lu Zili rolled up his sleeves: "I'll go, what's the matter? This guy already knows how to hook up with Momo, but he still wants to hook up with Momo!"
At this time, he no longer cared about the friendship between the two of them when they were young. Momo and Ranran were his most precious sisters. If Murong Lingnao's sister turned against him, he wouldn't mind throwing them out of the Lu family with his own hands.
Ranran didn't know anything, so she happily and enthusiastically invited Murong Ling into the Lu family's living room.
Mo Xiaodie and Lu Chenxu were already waiting for him in the living room.
They wanted to see what kind of boy had fallen into their daughter's eyes.
Murong Ling carried Momo's cello on her back and was led by Ran Ran, and came to Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie. She bowed politely and said hello: "Uncle Lu, hello Aunt Mo!"
With that said, he turned around and asked A Yan to bring up the gift he had prepared in advance, which was a bottle of top-quality red wine.
"This is a small gift. I hope Uncle Lu and Aunt Mo will accept it!" He kept his posture very low, but he looked around the living room with the corner of his eye, but he didn't find the person he wanted to see.
Lu Chenxu glanced at the red wine, his eyes fell on the cello behind him, and he said lightly: "The violin you are carrying looks very familiar!"
Murong Ling quickly put down the cello on his shoulder and was about to explain!
Lu Zi, who entered the door behind him, ran up to Lu Chenxu in two steps, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Dad, he is Murong Ling!"
Lu Chenxu's originally unfriendly gaze suddenly became sharp, and his voice was cold and distant: "Are you Murong Ling?"
Murong Ling sighed softly in his heart, Grandpa, you really want to trick me to death!
But on the surface, he still hurriedly said to please: "Yes, Uncle Lu, I am Murong Ling. I heard my father talk about the heroic deeds of you and Aunt Xiaodie very early on, and I have always wanted to visit you.
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At this moment, Momo, who was wearing home clothes, casually pulling up her hair, and helping to cut fruit in the kitchen, heard the sound, handed the fruit plate in her hand to Dudu, and gnawed the remaining half.
A piece of apple came out of the kitchen.
She wanted to see who could catch the eyes of this naughty little Ranran!