I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Chapter 567: The little girl helps

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Lu Junhan raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at her faintly from the corner of his eye.

The little girl was wearing a pink skirt, standing obediently at the door of the kitchen.

Still carrying a bag in his hand, his white and tender face was raised with a very confused expression.

The man's brows were slightly raised, and his thin lips were slightly hooked, as if to say, "You are such a little idiot, you still want to fight with me?"

The sharp-eyed audience immediately noticed that Lu Junhan's handsome face, which was always cold and indifferent, had no trace of emotion, because of this expression, it suddenly became much more vivid.

There is a bit of sly evil, but also a bit of unexplainable pampering, handsome and seductive.

The audience in the live broadcast room saw that the heart seemed to be hit by an arrow suddenly, thumping, screaming and condemning:

[Ah, Papa Lu is so bad! How dare you bully Lili like this! But the problem is, I still feel so handsome! Woooooo, I really want to marry Papa Lu!]

[Sure enough, Father Lu treats his daughter differently, with that triumphant yet calm expression, ah, I'm dead!]

[Wooooow, I learned, I'll just fool my brother later!]

[My God, Lili's confused look is so cute, isn't it! !]

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I give birth! I can't survive!]

[Me too, me too, that... Papa Lu! ! You see when you are free! I can have another Lili with you anytime! !]

[Ah, Lili, don't be fooled by your father! Cry for me! Cry now! The louder you cry, the better! Annoy your daddy!]

The little girl couldn't hear the voices of the audience, she frowned and thought for a long time.

In the end, I still couldn't figure it out, so I just didn't want to.

Happy again.

The little body ran to Dad's side, planning to help Dad.

When I was in the sky before.

Dad will cook for her and mom whenever he has time.

Unlike mom's cooking, dad's cooking is delicious, even better than ten moms' cooking!

Every time my father cooks, she helps him.

Papa liked her doing him a favour.

I just don't know why, every time she finishes helping, my father will beat her up, which is annoying.

She can't let her father beat her this time!

The little girl waved her fist, thinking angrily.

If Dad still wants to beat her, she will, she will... she will run away!

Dad will definitely not be able to catch up with her!

the other side.

During the period when the little girl fell into confusion.

Lu Junhan has already made up his mind about what to cook—

Braised pork, steamed fish, and stir-fried vegetables.

The man's eyes were fixed on the fish on the cutting board, his brows were straight and straight, his eyes were dark and deep, his handsome side face showed no emotion, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room thought he didn't know how to cook, so now they were irritated and unable to start with those dishes.

But in fact, the situation is completely opposite to what they thought—

Lu Junhan originally thought that he would be helpless with these dishes.

He even thought about giving up the wok in the kitchen, finding some sticks for fire, and setting up a barbecue grill in the yard.

He doesn't know how to cook properly, but barbecue in the wild is not a problem.

But the strange thing is that when he just put the fish on the cutting board and turned his head to pick up the kitchen knife, he instantly knew what to do next and what to cook.

Moreover, he was very sure that the little idiot would love to eat these dishes.

It's as if, at some point in the past, he also cooked these few dishes.

And did it more than once.

As a result, now, when I entered the kitchen and saw those dishes, it became a conditioned reflex.

Without thinking too much, the meat was cut into pieces, and the pot was heated up.

Lu Junhan's eyes suddenly dimmed.

This inexplicable sense of familiarity came again.

Last time, this feeling still appeared when he knew that the little thing was his own daughter, but he didn't have this memory in his mind at all.

It was as if he had lost a memory out of thin air.

But he himself didn't know it at all, and even felt that his memory was very complete.

"Father," at this moment, a crisp voice interrupted his thoughts, and the little girl opened her big black and clear eyes: "I'm here to help you!"

The little girl bent her eyes, ran over happily, quickly grabbed the fish on the cutting board, turned around quickly, and was about to wash it under the faucet in the yard.

Lu Junhan: "..."

This mouse-like speed of thieves, and the action of scrambling to wash the fish, that kind of strange familiarity came to mind again.

"return."

The man raised his hand faster than her, and directly brought her and the fish back: "You don't need this."

Just now when this little thing was asked to wash her hands, she could splash water all over her body.

If she was asked to wash the fish right now, she might be washed clean, the fish hadn't been cleaned yet.

They came here with two or three sets of clothes.

She only changed one set when she took a bath before, but now there are only one or two sets left, and there are not so many clothes for her to take a bath to change.

But if you don't let her take a bath and change the wet clothes on her body, this fragile little thing is easy to catch a cold.

And once she catches a cold, when she returns to Haicheng, Song Qingwan and his father might show him crazy, and call Lu Anran over at that time, a little cold makes this little thing seem to be dying , Everyone mourned together.

Thinking of that scene, the veins on Lu Junhan's forehead popped out.

After much deliberation, it was definitely a wrong decision to ask her to wash the fish.

Although Lu Junhan has never seen this little guy washing fish, he just has an inexplicable premonition that this little idiot will not care about the life and death of the fish, but he will happily follow the water play up.

Lu Junhan threw the fish back on the cutting board. Seeing the little girl with her head down and her grievance, he thought for a while.

If I don't find something for this little thing to do, she will definitely be tortured by her and can't finish this meal. He firmly believes that she has this ability.

However, he did have something for her to do.

"Do me a favor."

Lu Junhan looked at the red-rimmed eyes, lowered his head and grabbed his fingers, "Be wronged, the little girl who was about to cry, suddenly let out a faint sound.

Hearing this, the little girl's eyes, which were filled with tears, lit up in an instant. Holding his clothes with her little hand, she raised her head and said anxiously, "Father, what do you want me to do for you? It will be a disservice!"

This is what Dad praised her before!

Said she would be the most disservice.

Although the little girl doesn't quite understand what it means to be busy, it should also mean helping.

"..."

Are you fucking doing yourself a disservice and getting proud

Lu Junhan choked for a rare moment, and the audience in the live broadcast room laughed like crazy.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the little girl thought that he didn't believe that she would help him, so she hurriedly said:

"Father, do you trust him! He is really good at helping..."

"..."