Rebirth of Sweet Love: Paranoid Mr. Lu's favorite

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Xiang Zhuang danced his sword in , meaning that

just as Pei Gong turned on his phone, he saw the birthday party invitation sent by Wen Ruonan.

Wen Yimo frowned slightly, and his shining star eyes suddenly darkened.

Lu Jingshen gently leaned forward and took her into his arms, his voice low and gentle.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Yimo turned the phone screen to Lu Jingshen.

Seeing Wen Ruonan's name, the smile on Lu Jingshen's face disappeared.

What does this woman want to do?

"Tomorrow, I will accompany you."

Wen Yimo's eyes moved slightly, and then she nodded.

"Okay."

She originally wanted to refuse to attend this so-called birthday party, but for a moment, she didn't know how to explain this to Lu Jingshen.

Lu Jingshen took Wen Yimo's cell phone and put it on the cabinet beside the bed with a gentle look.

"It's too late today. After the birthday party tomorrow, I will accompany you to see grandpa."

Wen Yimo hugged Lu Jingshen's waist tightly.

"Husband, I love you."

The corner of Lu Jingshen's mouth curled up, and he raised his hand to gently rub her head.

"Silly girl."

In his warm embrace, she quickly fell into a sweet dream.

Looking at the sleeping cute girl, he couldn't help but kiss her forehead.

The girl in front of him is the treasure he has kept in his heart for many years.

There is no substitute.

To him, she was always the one constant.

Holding the soft and sweet girl in his arms, Lu Jingshen slept particularly soundly.

Since she came to the house, he has never taken any sleeping pills.

The next day, Wen Yimo slowly opened his eyes.

On the other side of the bed, Lu Jingshen was nowhere to be seen.

"Hubby, hubby, where have you been?" She

called several times, but received no response, so she had to get out of bed and wash up.

She was brushing her teeth sleepily, and a pair of strong arms behind her hugged her waist.

Opening his eyes and looking at Lu Jingshen in a white shirt holding him in the mirror, a sweet smile immediately appeared on Wen Yimo's beautiful face.

"Mr. Lu, what were you doing so early in the morning?"

Lu Jingshen leaned forward, his thin lips close to Wen Yimo's ear, his voice was low and gentle.

"You'll know in a minute."

Wen Yimo looked back and pressed his forehead against Lu Jingshen's chin, making a face.

Lu Jingshen couldn't help but laugh.

"Little bad guy."

She smiled sweetly: "I can be worse."

Lu Jingshen tightened his arm around her waist from behind, his dark eyes full of care and tenderness.

"I'd like to hear the details."