The group pet is three and a half years old: her little milk bag is so cute

Chapter 12 Bedtime Stories
Late at night.

Lu Ting finished his business as usual and went back to his room after taking a shower.

A small warm light was accidentally turned on in the room, and the orange light covered the room with a warm coat, making it look warm and cozy.

Lu stopped consciously and frowned.

Could it be that Mama Zhao forgot to turn it off when cleaning the room?
Lu Zing paced to the side of the bed, under the half-bright light, he faintly saw something moving on the huge bed.

"Who? Come out!"

Lu Ting's vigilance has always been very strong. He habitually put his hands on his waist, but there was nothing there.

He almost forgot that he was at home now and had just taken a shower, so naturally he didn't carry a gun with him.

Sudden.

The little ball under the quilt moved again, rustled for a while, and poked out a small round head.

"Papa, it's Zhizhi Duck~"

The little guy rubbed his big eyes sleepily, and said in a daze.

Lu Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at the time. Logically, the child was already asleep by this time.

"Why don't you go back to your room and sleep?"

"Hmm..." Xiaotuanzi retracted her small body under the quilt, and when she poked her head out again, she held a book in her hand and looked at Lu Ting expectantly: "Zhizhi wants to hear Papa tell a story~"

"No." Lu Ting frowned and refused, "It's late, go back to sleep."

The little guy puffed out his pink cheeks, glanced at the storybook with his dark eyes, and then at Lu Ting. He looked pitiful: "But... Zhi Zhi just wants to hear Papa tell stories..."

In the past in Fanluo Rain Forest, Grandma Meihua often told her stories.

Grandma Meihua’s voice is gentle and sweet, Zhizhi likes it~
Just can't hear it now...

Thinking of the family members in the Fanluo Rainforest, Xiao Tao Zhi felt extremely uncomfortable, and immediately drooped her little head, her chubby little paws were helplessly pulling at the spine of the fairy tale book.

The air was suppressed for a moment.

Seeing Xiaotuanzi's gloomy appearance, Lu Ting felt very uncomfortable.

He sighed softly: "Just today."

If Xiaotuanzi came to pester him with a storybook next time, he would throw her out without hesitation!

Xiao Taozhi curled her eyelashes and nodded happily, "Okay~"

Immediately, Xiaotuanzi twisted his small body and rolled into the bed, patted the empty side of the bed with his little hands, looked at Lu Ting eagerly and said, "Baba sleeps here, Zhizhi sleeps on the other side."

Lu Ting was stunned for a moment, "Wait a minute."

His eyes wandered around the room for a long time, and finally fell on the shopping bag in the corner.

He took out the plush toy from the shopping bag, it was a long carrot pillow, very soft and cute.

Lu Ting stuffed the pillow into the bed, lying between him and the little guy.The long pillow is almost as high as a small pottery branch, just enough to separate the two of them.

"Just hold the carrot and don't touch me." Lu Ting looked serious, "Also, don't drool."

This is the last stubbornness of a clean freak!
Xiao Taozhi's white and tender face showed reluctance, she wanted to sleep with her father in her arms.

But if she said that, would Papa be upset?So what if Papa is upset and doesn't tell her a story?
Xiaotuanzi pouted, looking very embarrassed.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally gave up on this idea.

Forget it, Papa has to work tomorrow, it's very hard work, Zhizhi don't make Papa unhappy.

After making up his mind, Xiao Tao Zhi stayed under the quilt obediently, only showing a round head, quietly waiting for Lu Ting to start telling stories.

Maybe little Tao Zhi slept here just now, the outside of the bed is warm, and there is still a trace of the little guy's body temperature.

Small dumplings are good for warming the bed.

Lu Ting thought about it, and glanced at the little guy beside him.

"Wow..." Tiredness came to my heart a little bit, and little Tao Zhi yawned, and urged in a childlike voice: "Papa, hurry up and start telling Zhizhi a story."

"Ah."

Lu Ting turned the pages of the book with his slender and clean fingertips, his voice was like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, murmuring:
"Once upon a time, a mother goat was walking on the road and suddenly saw an egg. The mother goat was very curious and didn't know what kind of egg it was, so she took it home and wanted to hatch it to see. After a month, the egg When the shell was broken, it turned out to be an eagle, the mother sheep looked at the little eagle baby, and couldn't help feeling pity for it."

Lu Ting frowned slightly, what kind of illogical and messy thing is this?
But any normal carbon-based creature can't think of such a plot, okay?
Though thinking so in his heart, Lu Ting still bit the bullet and read on: "For the next few years, the mother sheep has been taking good care of the little eagle. Gradually, the little eagle has grown up and can fly, but the mother sheep is old. It's..."

Before the story was finished, there was already no movement on the side.

Lu Ting turned his head slightly, and the little guy beside him had fallen into a sweet dreamland.I don't know what good thing I dreamed, Xiao Tao Zhi smiled sweetly.

Lu Ting couldn't help curling his thin lips, and there was a smile hidden in his cold voice:
"Fool."

he said softly.

Immediately, Lu Ting stretched out his hand to tuck Tao Zhi's quilt, and then picked up the fairy tale book and got off the bed lightly.

When he reached the door, his footsteps paused slightly, his handsome face was half hidden in the obscure darkness, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

He shook the fairy tale book in his hand, and the smile in his black eyes froze instantly, giving him a chill.

He twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and a low sneer escaped from his throat.

A joke, how can the eagle and the sheep live happily together?
Sure enough, fairy tales are also used to deceive little kids.

Trash story.

Lu Ting cursed secretly, the force in his hand was suddenly withdrawn, and the book fell into the trash can with a "gudong".

Garbage should go in the trash can.

Lu Ting took a long leg and was about to leave.

Sudden.

"Papa, what are you doing?" Xiao Tao Zhi asked in a daze.

Lu Ting froze, feeling like he was caught on the spot for doing something bad.

I was inexplicably flustered.

Lu Ting cleared his throat and said, "It's nothing."

Xiao Taozhi rubbed his eyes, and hummed in a strong nasal voice: "Then why did Papa...throw the book into the trash can..."

Lu stopped dumb for a moment.

He can't say that this book is too naive, it's just a fighter among garbage, right?
Maybe the little guy will have trouble with him.

Can……

He is Lu Ting!
The frightening cold-faced presiding judge of Yan Luolu!

He really said that, who would dare to do anything to him?
Not to mention a little dumpling with milk.

Lu Ting instantly became confident.

"I……"

After a pause, Lu Ting spit out three words softly: "My hand slipped."

After speaking, he didn't forget to glance at Xiaotuanzi's expression to see if she was angry.

"Wow——" Xiao Tao Zhi yawned again, his little eyelids were about to fight, "Then just pick it up..."

"Zhizhi is sleepy and going to sleep, good night, Papa..."

Seeing Xiaotuanzi An Tian's sleeping face, Lu Ting heaved a sigh of relief, and said softly, "Good night."

He lowered his eyelashes and squinted at the storybook lying in the trash can with distaste, his veins bulging.

Tsk, the more I look at it, the more I hate it.

Struggling in his heart, Lu Ting finally stretched out two fingers, pinched the spine of the book and lifted it, and rushed out the door quickly.

Of course, on the premise of not waking up Xiao Taozhi.

The next day.

Federal Supreme Court.

"Take it for testing." Lu Ting handed a transparent plastic bag to Assistant Zhang.

Assistant Zhang took it, and there were a few short, thin hairs in the bag.

"Lu Pan, this is..."

The child's?
Except for the children from the previous few days, Assistant Zhang couldn't think of anyone else.

But Assistant Zhang is most concerned about Xiaotuanzi's fate: "Pan Lu, if the result is not what you want, what will you do with that child?"

Lu Ting groaned and remained silent, his eyes calmly staring not far away, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Was it not what he wanted?

Thinking about this, Lu Ting suddenly smiled.

But what exactly is he wishing for?

Do you want that child to be his child and stay by his side all the time?Or maybe the child is not his child, so he can just kick it away?
……

he does not know.

To this day, he still can't figure out what kind of feelings he has for that little dumpling.

Is it just a relationship between strangers?

No, absolutely more than that!

Can it be said that it is a deep and meaningful father-daughter relationship?
Didn't arrive again.

The only thing he can be sure of is——

The weight of the little dumpling in his heart was getting heavier, and he cared more and more about that stupid dumpling.

Although, he really didn't want to admit this fact...

Gathering his thoughts, Lu Ting turned back to the cold-blooded presiding judge who had no emotion, and coldly threw two words to Assistant Zhang: "Speak too much."

It was as if the tenderness that flashed in his eyes just now did not exist.

　This little story is a bedtime story written by Yangyang’s best friend~ Yangyang likes it so much, so I’m sharing it with everyone~ Don’t look at Brother Lu who dislikes this story so much now, he will be slapped in the face~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)