The little girl carried by the man in one hand was completely unaware that a dangerous storm was approaching.
Turning his head, the dark pony tail swayed lightly.
Blinking with **** and clean eyes, the tender and crisp little milk voice still asked cutely:
"Dad, why are you angry?"
"..."
"I see! Do you think it's not good that the aunt died there too! Lili thinks too!"
"..."
"Dad, where are you taking me?"
"..."
"Papa! Why don't you talk?"
"..."
"father!"
Seeing that her father kept not responding to her, the little girl finally got angry.
The limbs were waving and struggling desperately in the air, as if to show dad a little color.
But what was helpless was that he couldn't get rid of Lu Junhan's hand anyway, and instead made himself angry.
Little Lori bulged her fair and plump face, turned her head angrily, clenched her small fist, and raised her voice angrily:
"Dad——!!! Lili is talking to you!! Where are you going to take me——? If you don't talk, people will get angry!"
However, it is not necessary for Lu Junhan to say much.
Soon, she knew.
Because of this place--
It's an old place.
She... is very familiar.
I saw Lu Junhan stepping on his long legs and walking directly to the little girl’s former exclusive site facing the wall, sneered with thin lips, and raised his big hand—
The person who directly carried his hand, threw it to the corner over there!
The little girl clicked, her little hand supported the wall and landed on the ground. Two little pony tails were dangling with her, her small body just standing firm.
Suddenly remembering what happened just now, with a grumbling face, he wanted to turn around to find his father to settle the account-asking him why he didn't talk and threw her away, it was so bad!
However, before turning around, he heard Lu Jun's cold voice, "Stand up for Laozi!"
Little Lori: "..."
The little girl was aggrieved at once, and a thin layer of mist appeared on her black eyes, which looked very pitiful.
But her cute little milk voice is louder than Lu Junhan's, and she choked up and said angrily:
"Just stand! Dad, why do you want to kill others! People can't hear them!!!"
"..."
Who the **** is he?
Lu Junhan expressionlessly: "Why do you cry? Do you still have the face to cry?"
"..."
Lu Junhan glanced at her, frowned tightly, and said coldly, "Who are you in love with today?"
Little Lolita’s tears swirled in her eyes, making her already black and clean eyes wet, so beautiful.
But she was still angry, and turned her head in anger, not looking at him, pouting her small mouth, and the little milk hummed in a low voice: