After looking through for a long time, he couldn't find Lu Haocheng's album.

Lu Haocheng straightened up, his eyebrows frowned into the Sichuan character, and asked, "What are you looking for my album?"

Mu Ziheng looked back at him, raised his eyebrows and said playfully, "I seem to have found your son. I want to see how similar the photos of your childhood are?"

Lu Haocheng jumped up from the sofa quickly and looked at Mu Ziheng roaring bluntly: "Mu Ziheng, did you get hit by a car when you go out, or did you get caught in the head when you enter? When did I have a son? I have always kept myself clean, so how can I keep my seeds?"

Lu Haocheng was so angry that he was so angry that he was surrounded by a cool breath.

Mu Ziheng glanced at him sideways, and sneered at him with his hands in his waist, "It seems that you are so tall and tall. Seven years ago, you just ate a yellow-flowered girl, which caused the family to leave for seven years and have no news about her family?" Mu Ziheng finished speaking and continued looking for it.

"Then she doesn't want her family to know about her news, and there are also other reasons?" Lu Haocheng retorted with confidence, but was a little lacking in confidence.

Back then, the medicine was too effective, and he couldn't help it.

After taking a cold shower three times, he did not recover.

Mu Ziheng blinked at him like a child and asked, "Let's not talk about this for now. Tell me, I clearly put your photo album here for you, where have you moved?"

Looking at Mu Ziheng's serious look, Lu Haocheng pointed upstairs, "I moved upstairs."

Mu Ziheng took the cell phone from the coffee table and walked forward: "Go, follow me upstairs."

Seeing him so serious, Lu Haocheng asked in his heart, how could he not go?

How could he have a son?

This is simply a big joke.

However, he still followed Mu Ziheng upstairs.

Lu Haocheng's room is very warm, in Nordic style. When you enter it, you will feel like home and give your heart a sense of belonging.

On the off-white two-meter-wide large bed, there is a light gray bedspread.

There is a group of beige sofas placed against the wall, with a scene and object, simple and exquisite, exquisite and charming.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are opened, and you can see the sparse starry sky in the night sky.

The room and study are next to each other.

Mu Ziheng knew his habit of putting things, so he went straight into the study, found his album and carried it to the sofa in Lu Haocheng's room.

Lu Haocheng followed him nervously all the way.

"Bang!" Mu Ziheng put several albums on the white coffee table.

Lu Haocheng sat down next to him quickly: "Mu Ziheng, are you serious?"

Instead of looking at him, Mu Ziheng quickly opened the album and read out the photos of Lu Haocheng when he was a child: "Haocheng, I have never been so serious!"

He had seen Lu Haocheng's childhood photos and soon turned to the photos taken by Lu Haocheng when he was five or six years old. He excitedly picked them up and put them on Lu Haocheng's knees. He pointed to the child in the photo, "Lu Haocheng, is this you?"

Lu Haocheng glanced at him and said in a gloomy tone: "It's not me, is it you!"

Does he look so handsome?

Mu Ziheng didn't bother with him and quickly unlocked the password of his phone. He had just found the picture. After unlocking it, he saw a picture of a child.
Chapter completed!