Chapter 1266 1385, Full of Gunpowder

Lu Jinshen called home in advance, and when he and Tong Qiao arrived home, Aunt Lin had already packed the room, made lunch and was waiting.

Aunt Lin is a distant cousin of Lu Jinshen's mother. She worked in the Lu family since she was a child. She watched Lu Jinshen grow up and treated Lu Jinshen like her own son, so she treated Tong Qiao as her daughter-in-law. She was very kind. It made Tong Qiao feel less strange, and felt more at ease.

Carrying the suitcase upstairs, Tong Qiao was about to pack it up, but Aunt Lin refused to let her do it, "Young Mistress, you are pregnant and need to rest more. I can do these trivial matters. Just look around and get familiar with the environment."

It sounds quite unaccustomed to call Tong Qiao the young mistress, "Aunt Lin, Chief Lu and I are not married yet, so you should call me Qiao'er."

Aunt Lin smiled gently, "Okay, then you can take a look upstairs first, and then go downstairs to eat in a while, and I will take you around the villa after dinner."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Lin."

Tong Qiao walked out of her room. The master bedroom was on the left. She opened the door and stood at the door without going in. The room was decorated in a gray and white style. The quilt on the big bed in the center of the room was folded into neat tofu pieces. There were no messy things on the sofa. There are a few books on the coffee table, all neatly stacked together, and a neatly folded newspaper on top, everything is so orderly, full of military rigor, this should be Lu Jinshen's bedroom.

Next to this bedroom is a small bedroom with sea blue wallpaper, a small wooden bed of about 1.5 meters, a small desk, and a small cartoon lamp on the desk. This should be Lu Jinshen's son's room.

Thinking that Lu Jinshen already had a son, Tong Qiao felt very uncomfortable. She casually flipped through the book on the desk, and on it was written the words Lu Ziqian stroke by stroke. The font looked a bit rigid, but it could be seen It's a child's handwriting, it should be the name written by Lu Jinshen's son himself.

His son can even write his own name, but...

Tong Qiao touched her slightly raised belly subconsciously, and whispered: "Baby, Mom doesn't know if it's right to do this? Someone will share Dad with you, would you like to?"

"She will have an extra brother who loves her in the future. You should be happy."

A deep voice suddenly sounded behind her, and Tong Qiao turned her head and saw Lu Jinshen coming in from the door. Hearing his words, Tong Qiao felt even more uncomfortable, and said sullenly, "He is your son, not my son."

Lu Jinshen stopped in his tracks, staring deeply at Tong Qiao.

Tong Qiao looked away, turned around and walked towards the door of the room. When passing by Lu Jinshen, he took her arm and asked, "You don't want to get a certificate with me because I have a child?"

Tong Qiao is a straightforward person who doesn't like to hide things, "Yes, not only children, I also care about your second marriage. I hope my man is clean and not used by other women. second-hand goods."

Lu Jinshen held Tong Qiao's hand tightly, and his eyes darkened a lot in an instant, "I'm very clean."

"Where did the clean child come from?"

Lu Jin looked at Tong Qiao deeply and fell silent.

Tong Qiao struggled for her hand, "Let me go."

"My son, I'm sorry about this. I can't change it, and you have to accept it." Lu Jinshen let go of Tong Qiao and left the room first.

Tong Qiao rubbed the arm that was pinched sore by him, and muttered angrily, "If you say you accept it, I will accept it? I will leave after giving birth. What can you do to me?"

During lunch, Lu Jinshen answered a phone call, and he went out after dinner.

In the afternoon, Tong Qiao took a nap. She thought she would not be able to fall asleep in a strange environment, but she unexpectedly slept well. After waking up, Aunt Lin cut some fruit for her, and after eating the fruit, Aunt Lin accompanied her around the villa.

At 4:30, Aunt Lin went to the kindergarten to pick up Lu Ziqian.

Tong Qiao went back to her room to call Shu Xin, intending to report her recent situation to Shu Xin, but no one answered the phone several times, and kept saying that she was not in the service area. Tong Qiao couldn't help muttering: "Where did you go? Why don't you go on a space tour with Huo Yanqing?"

Shu Xin couldn't get through on the phone, so Tong Qiao called her family again, saying that she was doing well at Lu's house, and reassuring them. Xia Daiyun repeatedly said yes on the phone, but her voice was a little choked.

Tong Qiao didn't like this sensational scene, she comforted Xia Daiyun a few words and then hung up the phone. She pressed her sore eyes, and in order to divert her attention, she went downstairs to watch TV.

Tong Qiao tuned up a gangster movie and was watching it enthusiastically. There was movement at the door. She turned her head and looked over. A four or five-year-old boy was changing shoes at the door. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a small bow tie pinned to the neckline. Navy blue over-the-knee trousers hung from the shoulder straps, white sports socks covered her straight calves, a pair of small black round-toed leather shoes were shiny, her bob hair, and her pink and jade-carved little face were extremely cute.

Behind him, Aunt Lin was also changing shoes with a small schoolbag.

This should be Lu Ziqian, Lu Jinshen's son. Tong Qiao thought that it would be better to have a good relationship with her for several months, so she put down the remote control in her hand, got up and walked towards the door, and said hello with a smile, "You are Lu Ziqian." Right? She looks so pretty."

"Hypocrisy." Lu Ziqian gave Tong Qiao a sideways look.

Tong Qiao, "..." Hey, this kid... Is she praising him, okay?

Aunt Lin, "Ziqian, don't be so rude, call Auntie quickly."

"I don't like her." Lu Ziqian's face was cold, and his childish voice was cool.

"Ziqian, what are you talking about?"

Tong Qiao smiled and said, "Aunt Lin, it's okay, it's normal for children to resist when they meet for the first time."

After changing his shoes, Lu Ziqian walked towards the house. When he passed by Tong Qiao, he lightly bumped her leg, "Don't get in the way."

Tong Qiao, "..." What happened to her? Why did she feel that this little kid was very hostile to her.

Aunt Lin hurriedly asked, "Qiaoer, are you okay?"

Tong Qiao shook his head.

"I'm really sorry, Ziqian was not like this before, and I don't know what's wrong with him today, maybe he's not happy at school, don't worry about it, the kid will be fine in a while."

Tong Qiao smiled, "It's okay."

Aunt Lin put her schoolbag on the sofa and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Tong Qiao went back to the sofa and sat down. Lu Ziqian had already turned the TV into a cartoon. He watched it for a while, then turned to look at Tong Qiao. Seeing that she was leaning on the sofa and watching cartoons, he frowned and said, "My lord Watching cartoons, are you naive?"

The immature voice is full of gunpowder.

Tong Qiao endured the little fire in her heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "I actually prefer to watch the TV where the police uncle catches bad guys, but if you want to watch cartoons, Auntie can only watch them with you."

"Don't think that I will show you the TV you like. From now on, the TV in the living room will be mine. I can watch whatever I want." Lu Ziqian said domineeringly and coldly.

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