Lu Hanting stood tall and handsome at the door of the room. His white shirt was pulled out of his trousers, and he lost his usual aloofness and restraint. His lust was a little more uninhibited and evil, and the bright crystal light shone on the man's body.
Extraordinary and handsome to the core.
A 32-year-old man, these three years have accumulated all the sharpness and killing power in him, and his status and wealth have added to his indescribable masculine charm. Now Lu Hanting has fulfilled all the fantasies that women have about men.
In the past three years, many women have been attracted to him.
The young maids all blushed quietly, feeling that the male master's attitude of raising his foot and kicking the door was so manly that it made people feel scared and bump into each other.
With a bang, when Lu Hanting kicked up for the second time, the door opened.
His big, sharp-jointed hand pressed against the door panel and pushed the door open. He stretched out his long legs and walked in. The little baby girl was lying on the bed, and the little ball was covered in the quilt, and even the little head could not be seen.
"Lu Chenyi, your skin is itchy, right?"
Lu Hanting's knees were pressed against the edge of the bed, and he lifted the quilt with a "swipe". His long, slender hands took the back collar of the small breast bag and lifted him up directly.
All his patience has been exhausted. He has been having troubles with his son for the past three years, both inside and outside.
But the last time I saw Xia Xiwan in the Emperor's Club, her soft little face was more fresh and supple than rose petals, and she went out to show off, being as happy as she wanted.
In fact, he had thought about the Bizhi Hongyan Lao in her body. Back then, the Bizhi Hongyan Lao was so fierce and violent, but now she seems to be completely healed.
However, in the past three years, she returned to the ancient Lanlou Kingdom and returned to her mother Lin Shuiyao. She must have been rescued by Lin Shuiyao.
Lu Hanting threw Lu Chenyi rudely on the bed, and slapped his butt with his broad palm.
At this time, the painting in Lu Chenyi's hand fell to the bed sheet.
The big palm that was about to strike suddenly froze in mid-air. Lu Hanting's deep and narrow eyes fell on the drawing paper and paused, "What is this?"
When Lu Chenyi got home, he locked himself in his room and refused to let anyone disturb him. It turned out that he was drawing under the quilt.
Lu Hanting looked at the drawing paper, which was all about the back. A woman with a slim and pretty figure and long flowing hair was walking in the sunshine holding a little one. It was extremely warm.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the little one is Lu Chenyi himself, and this woman is the mommy imagined by Lu Chenyi.
But this mommy looks a lot like...Xia Xiwan!
It was painted exactly like Xia Xiwan!
Lu Hanting quickly frowned, "Lu Chenyi, what are you drawing?"
Lu Chenyi quickly raised his big black grape-like eyes to look at his daddy. He knew that daddy didn't like any topic about mommy. Every time no matter who mentioned mommy, daddy would lose control and throw tantrums.
Great temper.
Lu Chenyi picked up the painting and hid it under the pillow.
Seeing his son's cautious movement, Lu Hanting's heart suddenly ached. He still remembered the first time he got angry in Xiyuan because his grandma mentioned Xia Xiwan. At that time, his Yiyi was only a dozen months old.
Finally, Yiyi was so frightened that she hid in the corner of the room. When he came over, Yiyi was completely cold and her whole little body was trembling uncontrollably.
Yiyi has grown older and older in the past two years, but Lu Hanting searched through his memories and could not find that when Yiyi asked about his mommy, Yiyi never mentioned her mommy in front of him.