When Lu Yan was working on homework, she was always out of mind, sometimes looking at the dense night outside the French window, and sometimes sighing silently.
Lu Zhen raised her head and poked her forehead with the pen: "What are you going to do? Concentrate on homework."
The girl rubbed her head, frowned, and said with dissatisfaction: "You write your homework first, let me do it."
Lu Zhen said frankly: "If you don't write, I will copy something."
"..."
Are you embarrassed to copy your daughter's workbook!
Lu Yan hugged the book, turned her back, and sat cross-legged on the sofa, ignoring him.
Lu Zhen approached her like a big dog, and asked her patiently, "In a bad mood?"
"No."
"Can't fool me."
Lu Zhen rarely sees any troubles with her optimistic and cheerful little girl. She is like this today, which is very abnormal.
"Tell dad, is there someone bullying you?"
"Don't ask."
Lu Yan stood up impatiently and walked back to the room with her slippers.
Lu Zhen rubbed his jaw and felt that something was wrong. He used his dog eyes to observe Lu Yan in secret for several days, and then he called his think tank to work as a staff member. Liang Tingman casually said something—
"The symptom of your girl is very much like a young girl with a secret heart."
Lu Zhen fell from the chair in fright, his face pale, and his hand instinctively touched the pencil sharpener on the table.
What the **** is it...Who would dare to break ground on Tai Sui to seduce his girl.
Liang Tingyi grasped his hand: "Brother, what are you doing!"
"I...cut him away!"
The upright and righteous Qin Hao patted Lu Zhen on the shoulder abruptly and almost shot him an internal injury—
"Which son of a tortoise dare to be tempted by my goddaughter, let him go!"
"go!"
"What are you going to go?" Liang Ting greeted each person with a thud: "If you know who it is, just take it."
"Uh." Qin Hao looked at Lu Zhen: "Who does our girl like?"
Lu Zhen: "If I the **** knew, how much nonsense can I tell you here?"
...
Later, Lu Zhen tried to get clues from Lu Yan's mouth, but the little girl was so tight that she never revealed a word.
"Well, don't tell me, I said you go to trouble others."
"I... can I do this kind of thing." Lu Zhen waved his hand and smiled pretentiously, "I am the most reasonable person."
Seeing that Lu Yan ignored him, he approached her reluctantly, suppressing a hundred thousand curiosity, and said, "It's okay if you don't say a name. Then tell me, how old is he, is it you? In the class?"
"Don't tell, don't ask!"
Knowing that his darling girl was secretly secretive, Lu Zhen felt like 10,000 cats were tickling, how could he let it go so easily.
In the evening, he came to Lu Yan's room again and knocked gently on the door: "Xiao Yanyan?"
"have you slept?"
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