Lu Junhan looked at the chicken legs in the bowl that ruined his meal, and listened to her crazy words, the blue veins on his forehead jumped, then raised his eyes, gritted his teeth and said coldly:
"Shut up! Give Lao Tzu your meal."
He said, frowning, and threw the chicken drumstick back in the bowl.
The little girl was dissatisfied, grabbed the drumstick, and threw it back to her father again, her bright red mouth pouting:
"What are you doing! Do you look down on me? People have money! People can buy chicken legs for themselves! I don't want you! You bad guy!"
With that said, the little girl seemed to want to take out money from her little tease, but she felt empty.
Today is Sunday. During the holiday, the little girl's small bag carrying money was taken by the servant to wash it, and it was drying on the balcony right now.
But the little girl's money was put in her schoolbag. Now, when she touched it, there was no money or bag.
The little girl was immediately stunned. Her eyes widened and the earth was cracked. She quickly got off the chair and turned to look everywhere. The little milk voice was anxious:
"Where's the money! Where did the money go! How come there is no money!"
With that said, the little girl blushed and looked at Song Qingwan on the opposite side. She finally couldn't help it. She sniffed, and she cried directly with her throat:
"Dad! My money is gone oooooooooooo-"
Song Qingwan was silent for a while, and silently shifted the little girl's face, so that she could not help but say to Shang Lu Jun's cold and frosty face:
"Lili, your father is here!"
The little girl stared at Lu Junhan blankly for three seconds, her small mouth was suffocated, but she couldn't hold back, and she said with a "wow" cry, "Grandpa, you, why are you so ugly..."
She looked disgusted and sad, she looked up at him pitifully, and choked with a twitch: "Yes, did my father beat you?"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Lu Qidong: "..."
Song Qingwan: "..."
Others present: "..."
Lu Qidong frowned tightly, as if thinking of something, he pointed to the old man next to him, "Lili, do you know who he is?"
Father: "..."
He just wanted to have a quiet meal, and provoke someone.
But when the little girl looked over, the old man subconsciously put down the bowl and chopsticks, straightened his back, and then coughed lightly, looking vigorous.
The little girl looked at him dimly with teary eyes and sniffed her nose. The little milk was aggrieved: "He is a little fairy, don't you remember Uncle?"
As soon as the little girl said this, everyone present couldn't help but chuckle.
Lu Qidong: "..."
What do I remember? Remember!
Why didn't I know that my dad became a little fairy! !
The old man was about to explode. He felt very embarrassed and couldn't eat his food. He was blowing his beard and staring. Just about to swear, he was suppressed by Lu Qidong.
Others were at a loss and didn't know what happened to the little girl. Although she is usually very strange and has abnormal brains, she has never been so abnormal before, and even people can't recognize it.
Song Qingwan murmured: "It's over, Lili is so stupid this time, I said I shouldn't have let her eat so many chicken legs, now it's all right, I've blocked my mind."
other people:"……"
But Hughesle stared at the little girl for several times, frowned slightly, and said coldly, "She should be drunk."
"drunk?"
Lu Qidong was stunned, looked at the little girl with a dazed expression, then looked at the food on the table: "Lili has never had a drink."
Children’s drinking is not good for brain development. Lu Qidong never gives a girl a drink, even if it’s a very low alcohol beer, she won’t touch it, and the servants in the kitchen will never give it to her Drinking.
"Open your mouth."
Hustle squatted halfway in front of the little girl, squeezing her cheeks with his fingers, and his cold eyes fell on her blushing little face.
The little girl stayed for several seconds before digesting his words, her mouth opened wide: "Ah--"
Soon, Hughesle got up and said: "It is indeed drunk, she is drunk."
Lu Qidong was completely dumbfounded. He looked at the person at the table and frowned: "Did you drink Lili?"
The others hadn’t spoken yet, and a servant seemed to have seen something, “Eh, sir, the little lady shouldn’t have a drink. She ate this.”
Lu Qidong and others looked over and discovered that it was an opened box of chocolates-bonbons.
Everyone: "..."
Good job, the murderer was found.
Hussel asked someone for some inspection tools, checked the little girl's body, and said:
"I don't consume a lot of alcohol, and there is no major physical problem, but I am drunk. When she wakes up, she will be fine."
Lu Qidong looked at the drunken little girl over there and sighed.
Fortunately, the little girl was very quiet except for the trouble just now. She didn't look for the missing money. She was stunned. She would eat whatever she fed, and dinner passed without incident.
After dinner, the news broadcast just started.
Lu Qidong, Song Qingwan, and Hughesl were sitting on the sofa. Lu Qidong was telling Lu Anran something. Song Qingwan interjected a few words from time to time. She was sick before, and the whole person was sick for a long time, and also spent a long time idle. Want to find something to do.
The father had something to deal with, so he returned to the old house early.
As for Lu Junhan, sitting on a sofa alone, staring down at the computer screen placed in front of him, his expression was as calm and indifferent as before, without much expression.
After a while, the little girl leaned over with a small body, her face flushed even more, and she looked even more drunk, she whispered to her father:
"father."
She looks a bit normal now, Lu Junhan looked up at her and sneered. Now he knows he is the father?
But he still reluctantly gave an "um", and his voice was faint: "What?"
The little girl looked like a thief, glanced left and right, holding her small head, whispering in her father's ear:
"Dad, have you seen someone's head? Their head is gone."
Lu Junhan: "..."
"It's weird, how could people's head disappear."
The little girl touched her head with little hands, puzzled.
Lu Junhan: "..."
Lu Junhan took a deep breath, bent her fingers, and knocked her head expressionlessly: "Isn't your head here?"
"Really?" The little girl touched her little head. The alcohol corroded her brain and made her stunned.
Lu Junhan told himself that he shouldn't care about a little drunkard: "Yeah."
"Oh……"
The little girl thought for a long time, nodded slowly, and left obediently.
Lu Junhan let out a sigh of relief when seeing her so easily.
After all, that little thing got into a drunken madness, and it really might not be able to resist it.
However, what he didn't expect was that after a while, the little girl came back.
Not only did he come back, but he was still holding a big watermelon in his hand, still acting like a thief. He came back cautiously and quietly, whispering to him:
"Dad...I found my head..."
She patted the watermelon with her little hand, and slapped it loudly: "Look, it's a big head! It still sounds!"