Zhou Qiao was held by him, and his weight was handed over to him.

Lu Hanxiao said in a muffled voice: "I know everything. My mother is not good to you."

Zhou Qiao didn't say anything.

"She did too much, really too much." Lu Hanxiao stroked her back one after another, and his body was eager to approach her, as if he wanted to get a response.

But Zhou Qiao was gentle and gentle, not struggling, nor was enthusiastic, which made Lu Hanxiao completely unsure.

"Do you want to go out? Where do you want to go? I'll go with you." Lu Hanxiao was afraid of the cold and spared no effort to find topics.

Zhou Qiao finally couldn't help but move his hand to his shoulder and clenched his nails in.

Lu Hanxiao was delighted by her actions, but Zhou Qiao said, "You let me go first, I, I will be so angry."

“…”

Lu Hanxiao let go unwillingly, Zhou Qiao pushed him and took two steps back.

She said, "I want to go down and have something to eat, are you going to go together?"

"Together, together." Lu Hanxiao nodded quickly, held her hand without saying a word, and was as attentive as he pleased, "What do you want to eat? Is roasted oysters good? Just the restaurant we visited last time, you said it was delicious."

"It's very late, no need." Zhou Qiao was not very excited, "Just eat something downstairs."

This place is close to the school, so there are many snack bars around. Zhou Qiao chose a cleaner house and ordered a plate of fried rice with eggs and a cup of milk tea.

She asked Lu Hanxiao: "What are you eating?"

"I'll eat yours." He said with a perseverance and his intention was obvious, but unfortunately, Zhou Qiao didn't get hooked and just nodded, and he really called out another one.

Lu Hanxiao suddenly became depressed, and the fried rice in front of him was placed, but he stopped moving.

Zhou Qiao buried his head and ate very well, regardless of the sound of him deliberately making it on the table.

Lu Hanxiao was tasteless, turned his head over, and then turned his head back, and finally couldn't help saying: "Zhou Qiao."

"Hmm?" She raised her head and brought a spoonful of rice into her mouth.

Lu Hanxiao pursed his lips tightly, feeling a little aggrieved, "You are cold to me."

Zhou Qiao chewed rice grains, looking at him without evading his eyes. After a while, she said, "I don't."

"Do you think I can't see it?" Lu Hanxiao leaned forward and listed what was wrong with her like beans. "You only care about eating yours, you don't talk to me, you..."

"I ordered food for you, and I have answers to the questions you asked." Zhou Qiao interrupted him, his voice was flat and light. She thought about it and stated in a calmer voice than before, "But always coaxing someone will be very tired."

Lu Hanxiao's heart completely kept pace with the frost autumn.

His hand crossed the table and subconsciously wanted to hold Zhou Qiao's hand. Whether intentionally or not, Zhou Qiao picked up the milk tea and leaned on the back of the chair, naturally avoiding it.

The feeling of something bad was slashing Lu Hanxiao's heart like a drastic move. He lamented in panic, "Are you unwilling?"

The panic automatically turned into anger. He blurted out hard and asked, "Do you regret it?"

Zhou Qiao pursed the straw, the milk tea was iced, and the coolness spreaded in his mouth a little.

She instinctively replied: "Never regret it."

Lu Hanxiao's eyes retracted and he kept nodding, "Okay, OK." Then he stopped talking, got up and picked up the car key and left, "I will give you an explanation to you."

Zhou Qiao put down the milk tea and quickly chased after him, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm tired, go home to sleep."

He took a big step and chased him a little harder, "Lu Hanxiao!"

He really stopped the person.

Lu Hanxiao turned his head and looked at her and smiled, "I have been together for so long, and every time I will only call my full name when you are very angry. Little liar, you obviously."

You obviously regret it.

Lu Hanxiao couldn't bear to say this sentence in full.

Zhou Qiao slowed down and said, "It's so late, can you calm down first?"

"There's nothing to be calm, I'll just go back and have a sleep." Lu Hanxiao brushed away her hand, and then didn't look back, "Boss, pay!"

Zhou Qiao watched him get in and drive, and when the car turned, he disappeared from the corner of the street.

Although Lu Hanxiao is impulsive and unpredictable, he is very skilled in observing words and expressions. He can always sensitively capture anything that is wrong.

Zhou Qiao was thinking, do you really regret it?

His mother, who is arrogant and difficult to get along with, has excellent family background in politics and business. Just the first point, Zhou Qiao has already tasted the great taste.

She walked slowly on the way home, watching the street lights and beams flying around in the lights, like moths flying into the flames.

———

On the other side of the city, the Lu family.

The rare Xu Chenjun is also here. After dinner, the family was about to rest after chatting and chatting.

Lu Hanxiao opened the door in a loud noise, and with a "bang", the wooden door bounced against the wall.

The voice attracted everyone's attention. When Mr. Lu saw it, he frowned dissatisfiedly, "I thought the Japanese entered the village, so you can't learn some peace and quiet?"

Lu Hanxiao walked to the living room with a gloomy face without saying a word.

Xu Chenjun sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened. Old Mrs. Lu stood up, "Hanxiao, why are you here now? Don't leave if you come here. Let's sleep in the old house tonight. Aunt Qi, cook something for Hanxiao."

"No need." Lu Hanxiao interrupted and walked up to Xu Chenjun and stood still.

The mother and son were sitting and the other stood. Lu Hanxiao's eyes were downright on her, and he calmed down and said, "Mom, I think we need to have a good talk."

Xu Chenjun raised his chin and looked at each other for a while, and his tone was simple, "Okay, talk about work or life? Or talk about the weather, oh by the way, I booked a tour group for your grandparents. How about going to Harbin next month?"

Lu Hanxiao: "Talking about Zhou Qiao."

Xu Chenjun curled the corners of his mouth, "No talk."

The atmosphere was instantly stiff.

Lu Hanxiao raised his right hand and knocked the car key on the table next to him. The sound was like a heavy hammer, one word bigger than the other, "I'm talking about Zhou Qiao!"

Xu Chenjun slapped the handrail of the sofa with his hand and stood up sharply, "I won't accept this girl!"

"Okay, then I'll leave it here too," Lu Hanxiao threw away the key and looked at his mother without showing any weakness. "I'm sure to marry this woman!"

Xu Chenjun smiled coldly, "Look at your current attitude."

"I have always respected you, but now, what is your attitude towards Zhou Qiao? What is my attitude."

"Lu Hanxiao!"

The sound was like a bell, and Mr. Lu scolded him angrily.

"Oh, oh," Grandma Lu stood up anxiously, pushing the boss here and stopping Lu Hanxiao from the other side, "Say less, say less."

Xu Chenjun: "Look at Jin Xiaoyu and Zhou Zhengan. Divorce can be said to be a big event of the year. Dad, mom, what kind of parents teaches what kind of daughter. Look at him now-"

Xu Chenjun pointed at Lu Hanxiao, "If it weren't for instigation, how could the family be upset?"

Mr. Lu coughed twice, walked to Lu Hanxiao, and rebuked with a heavy expression, "Although you were naughty before, you still knew the importance of the matter, and you just talked about things without talking about outsiders. Should you use such a rude attitude to your elders?"

Lu Hanxiao was so upset by these things that he was so angry that he still refused to recognize others when he turned his face.

He nodded, restrained himself, and tried to express his position to grandpa in a calm and humble tone, "Grandpa, although you don't say it clearly, I know that you have the same view as my mother."

Mr. Lu's eyebrows were deeply locked.

Lu Hanxiao's eyes were firm, "But - my attitude towards Zhou Qiao will never change."

"Her mother is our goddaughter. In other words, Zhou Qiao is also half of your sister."

Mr. Lu's indirect lobbying made Lu Hanxiao laugh, "That's a big sister!"

"Can you speak!" Mr. Lu was angry at his grandson's attitude, and his eyebrows were full of glaring.

Grandma Lu was so anxious that she dragged Lu Hanxiao's hand, "Don't say it anymore, your grandpa is in poor health."

"Sister, are you?" Lu Hanxiao gently brushed away grandma's hand.

Then he glanced coldly at everyone, "I'm going to make a big fuss with this reason again, right? OK, OK."

He stood upright and took two steps back, wrapped his bracelets around his chest, smiled softly, and then spread his arms out, and every word was clear, "Then I'll move out of the Lu family. Can I be clean?"

Xu Chenjun was shocked, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Grandma Lu almost fell over, "Child, you're confused!"

"Bastard!" Old Master Lu waved his hand and slapped him down.

Lu Hanxiao did not hide, and was hit by this flesh and blood. With a "pop", his cheeks were first blushed and then red, and his fingerprints were obvious. The tip of his tongue touched the lower teeth and he vaguely tasted the smell of blood.

This slap made him willingly. Lu Hanxiao stubbornly held on, and simply made the words clear, "I am a scoundrel today. Just take out your reasons to stop them, you-"

He looked at Xu Chenjun, "Don't mention genetic genes to me. Compared to bastards, who have I lost? Mom, if you talk about this again, believe it or not, I will want you to be a grandma next month!"

"There are also the same kind of words as brother and sister." Lu Hanxiao slowed down his voice and lowered his head slightly to Mr. Lu, "I'm sorry, grandpa, then I have to deal with it when I see it."

They are all smart old people. Although he has not made it clear about the four words "severe ties", these remarks have already taken out the bottom line.
To be continued...