Seeing the little guys staring at Lu Chenxu with serious faces, Mo Xiaodie couldn't help but laugh.
"Husband, you really need to pay attention to your words and deeds in the future."
Lu Chenxu looked back at his sons and raised his eyebrows: "Do you have any objections to me as a father?"
Several little guys shook their heads at the same time.
As the eldest brother, Zizhong took the lead and said: "Dad, although you are an adult, you must also accept the opinions of others with an open mind. Look, if you hadn't kissed Mommy's hand just now, my sister wouldn't have insisted on you hugging her."
Kiss her. Then Dudu and sister Momo won't be unhappy."
"All of this is the trouble caused by you not paying attention to your behavior. We are just giving you a reasonable opinion. Adults, if you have done something wrong, you should humbly accept other people's opinions and then make corrections. No.
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Lu Xiaocao, who had always been cold and decisive, was speechless when faced with a series of questions from his son.
This is just the boss who has spoken, Wubao Ziqian hasn’t spoken yet!
Depending on the situation, it would be impossible for him to reveal his father's identity to scare these sons.
When Dabao and Wubao join forces, even his father is no match for them.
What's more, there are three treasures, four treasures and six treasures.
After seeing the situation clearly, our cold and ruthless schoolboy Lu had no choice but to admit defeat to his sons.
"Okay, Dabao, dad knows, he will pay attention to his words and deeds in front of you in the future, and try to set a good example for you. Okay?"
Lu Zi nodded like little adults: "Well, that's pretty much it."
Zi Qian glanced at him: "Dad, you have to keep your word, we are all witnesses."
"Don't worry, dad will definitely keep his word."
Lu Chenxu's voice was somewhat reluctant.
Who said these kids were cute and cute? These kids were simply little devils sent by God to torture him.
How can a child who is less than seven years old teach his father a lesson like this?
Lu Chenxu is probably the only one in the world who feels so aggrieved in front of his son!
It's nearly four o'clock in the afternoon.
The Lu family’s extended Rolls-Royce finally returned to the door of the Lu family villa.
Hearing the sound, Uncle Liu, the housekeeper, quickly came out and opened the door.
Several little guys held coats in their hands, raised their heads, and walked in boldly and high-spirited.
"Grandpa Liu, where is grandma!" There was a hint of unbearable displeasure in the voice of Dabao Lu Zizhong.
Uncle Liu frowned: "I'm watching TV with the old lady in the living room!"
What's wrong with these young masters? Why do they all have dark faces, as if someone has bullied them?
Uncle Liu was puzzled, so when he saw Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie bringing in three little girls, he asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Sun? They seem a little unhappy!"
Lu Chenxu shook his head helplessly: "Uncle Liu, don't worry, these guys are probably itchy and want to be beaten!"
These boys are probably going to settle a score with their mother!
After all, they have been holding in their anger until now because of the numbers on their clothes!