Before the divorce, Lord Jiu was abused and cried by his ex-wife again

Chapter 7

The eyes of the two met.

Su Pan stared intently at Lu Xiaoting, under his narrow eyes, suddenly raised the corners of her lips, revealing a faint smile.

The smile swayed from the lips all the way.

A pair of almond eyes were sparkling, as if they were going to drown Lu Xiaoting in them.

Su Pan's red lips parted lightly: "Lu Xiaoting, you are too sensitive? Your bedside table only has two drawers, upper and lower. Would a normal person put scissors in the bottom drawer? What if the child reaches it? ..."

Lu Xiaoting subconsciously looked at the bedside table.

Taking advantage of his ecstasy, Su Pan quickly cut the shirt silk that was entangled on the button of the bath towel.

She took the opportunity to return the scissors to Lu Xiaoting: "Remember to pay me a brand new shirt."

After doing all this, without waiting for Lu Xiaoting to recover, Su Pan clutched his chest and back, and ran away.

She couldn't stop thinking in her heart: don't react.

After all, the reason just now is too far-fetched when you think about it carefully.These two drawers are no more than two feet up and down, and children can always reach them when they grow up...

Fortunately, until Su Pan returned to the room, Lu Xiaoting did not catch up again, it seemed that he was fooled!

Su Pan leaned against the door, only to realize that his hands and feet were cold, but his spine was covered with sweat.

She looked down at the wrist that was pulled by Lu Xiaoting.

His temperature is still there.

Along her skin, it continued to spread to her limbs, and even screamed into her heart...

sleepless nights.

Early the next morning.

Su Pan was still sleeping soundly, when suddenly a small hand lifted the quilt lightly, tiptoed, and got into her quilt cautiously.

Su Pan opened his eyes suddenly, subconsciously moved back a little, and bumped into a pair of big frightened eyes head-on.

Little Routuanzi was holding the quilt with one hand and his little pillow with the other, staring at Su Pan with fluttering eyes.

"Mommy, you're awake."

Saying that, Xing'er put the pillows in a serious manner, and lay down beside Su Pan by herself, not forgetting to cover the quilt well.

Hearing that his father took Mommy back to Lu's house, Lu Xiaoxing was discharged from the hospital without stopping, and he didn't stay in the hospital for a minute.

I went home early in the morning.

After finishing all this, Xing'er blinked her eyes and looked at Su Pan: "I want to sleep with Mommy, is that okay?"

Those eyes, which resembled Lu Xiaoting's, shone with the ignorance of a child, making it irresistible.

Su Pan hesitated for a moment, and finally lay down beside Xing'er.

The little guy turned around in an instant, and his milky arm rested on Su Pan's chest.

He intentionally moved a little closer to Su Pan's side.

Warm lips pressed close to Su Pan's ear: "It turns out that this is what it feels like to sleep with Mommy in your arms."

Su Pan had no choice but to say, "I'm not your mommy."

"Mummy, you're so soft." Xing'er didn't seem to hear Su Pan's words, and leaned a little closer, wiggling the tip of her nose, "And it's still fragrant."

Su Pan looked back helplessly.

Just when she was about to have an attack, what was waiting for her was Xing'er smacking her small mouth milkily.

Su Pan was helpless, "Why did you wake up so early?"

Xing'er let out a long sigh: "Insomnia."

He was so serious, Su Pan couldn't help it anymore, and sneered: "You are young, what do you know about insomnia?"

Xing'er turned over, put her hands on her chin, her little feet were shaking back and forth.

He looked at Su Pan seriously: "Actually, it's not insomnia. An annoying ghost is coming. I don't want to see her."

As she spoke, Xing'er lowered her head, bit her lip, and twisted her bushy eyebrows tightly together.

"Damn it?" Su Pan looked at Xing'er puzzled.

When she wanted to ask in detail, she heard a sharp and charming voice coming from the corridor.

"Xingxing, Mommy came to see you and brought you your favorite cart."

It turned out that the annoying ghost was Gu Yan.

Xing'er shrank into the quilt instantly, covering her head along the way.

There was a steady stream of sounds from outside.

"Xing Xing, Mommy worried about you all night yesterday, are you better now?"

"Ah!" screamed, "What do you dogs think of children? Where are the stars?"

Immediately, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor.

Su Pan patted Xing'er on the back: "If you don't go out again, you should be worried."

Xing'er lowered her head, and got out of the quilt resentfully.

He climbed out of bed and reluctantly moved a few steps outside the room.

Before going out, she looked at Su Pan with a sad face.

Those big eyes were full of anxiety and pleading for help, it was really distressing to watch.

Su Pan turned her head away, not daring to meet his gaze.

Finally, Xing'er left the room.

"I am here."

Gu Yan trotted two steps outside the door and rushed straight to Xing'er.

She hugged Xing'er: "Xing'er, you scared me to death."

Xing'er leaned back in resistance, with a pair of small hands resting on Gu Yan's shoulders.

However, Gu Yan kept moving forward, her lipsticked mouth desperately trying to rub against Xing'er's face.

"You're going to strangle a child like this."

Su Pan put his arms around his body and leaned against the door, condescendingly, staring at Gu Yan coldly.

Gu Yan stood up coldly, staring at Su Pan viciously.

She was only wearing a nightgown, and her hair was loose around her ears.

Although the plain face is facing the sky, it is still difficult to hide its demeanor.

"Mommy." Xing'er's milky voice came.

Gu Yan immediately lowered her head: "Mummy is here."

No, Xing'er stared straight at Su Pan.

There was joy in those eyes.

Xing'er didn't seem to hear Gu Yan's words, and only looked at Su Pan adoringly: "Xing'er thought you didn't care about me."

As he said that, the little guy hugged Su Pan's calf directly, raised his head, and stared at Su Pan intently with his big eyes.

Gu Yan was so angry that she clenched her hands tightly, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged.

She has put in so much effort, but she has never heard Xing'er say "Mommy!"
But he was so intimate with a woman he had just met.

Sure enough, like his bitch mother, he is an unfamiliar wolf cub!

Thinking of this, Gu Yan grabbed Xing'er's wrist and pulled him to her side.

Su Pan wanted to stop him, but he thought that Xing'er was Gu Yan's son.

What status do I have to stop the matter of mother and child?

Gu Yan twisted Xing'er's arm and stared at him angrily: "Xing'er! What did you call her just now? How can you call someone else indiscriminately? She's not your mommy!"

With red eyes, Xing'er stared at Gu Yan aggrievedly.

Seeing that, Su Pan felt distressed.

Gu Yan was unmoved: "Call her Dr. Su!"

Xing'er bit her lip and said nothing.

"I let you call her Doctor Su!"

Seeing that Xing'er still refused to speak, Gu Yan patted Xing'er on the back angrily: "She's not your mommy, call her Dr. Su!"

Finally, Xing'er burst into tears.

Earth-shattering cries suddenly filled the corridor.

The servants working in the villa arrived soon.

Xing'er was blushing from crying, her shoulders were still twitching.

Gu Yan still forced him to call Doctor Su.

"enough!"

Su Pan finally couldn't hold back his anger.

She pushed Gu Yan away: "He is still a child, is it interesting for you to force him like this?"

The crying behind him stopped abruptly.

Several servants showed panic, and strode forward, still shouting loudly.

"Little Master!"

(End of this chapter)