"..."
The little girl sat horizontally on the car seat.
Seeing her father's resolute attitude, she just ignored her. Her little brown leather shoes kicked her father's suit pants several times, but her father still ignored her.
The little girl puffed up her face angrily, and opened her mouth to pounce on him and bite him:
"Bad dad! If you ignore others, Lili will ignore you too! Hmph!"
For this, the man only let out a cold snort, completely indifferent.
Song Qingwan felt distressed when she saw it. She hugged the little girl, comforted her in a low voice, and then sighed at the cold-faced Lu Junhan:
"Hey, don't blame her, isn't Lili still young? And I don't think it's all Lili's fault. If you want to blame it, blame Pei Xiubai for being so attractive. People are still running outside, they deserve to be kissed by Lili!"
Song Qingwan's tone was as confident as those straight men who say that women deserve to be molested if they wear too little clothes. As she spoke, she kissed the little girl's chubby face fiercely with a smile:
"You say yes, Lili!"
The little girl blinked her eyes, touched her little fat face with her little hand, and the little milk said in a tangled voice: "Then... why did you kiss me, Auntie? Because Lili is also attractive?"
But listening to Auntie's tone, it seems that it is not good to be too attractive.
Song Qingwan slapped herself: "..."
"Of course not." Song Qingwan didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and rubbed against the little girl: "Because Lili is so cute, Auntie couldn't help but want to kiss you!"
"Then why doesn't Auntie kiss Dad?" The little girl said in a daze, "Daddy is also very cute."
Song Qingwan looked at Lu Junhan's indifferent face that seemed to be about to kill someone, and thought about how she looked when she kissed her. Before she could think about it, Song Qingwan shivered with nausea.
He quickly retracted his gaze, intending to take a few more glances at the cute little girl to wash his eyes.
Before Song Qingwan could say "Your dad is so cute", the car door was opened from the outside.
The old man was standing outside leaning on a fishing rod. His hair was slightly gray, and his temples seemed to be stained with frost, but he was full of energy, and his old face was as calm and majestic as ever.
"Is there something wrong?"
Lu Junhan sat casually and lazily on the seat, raised his indifferent black eyes, nonchalantly.
The old man looked at Lu Junhan inside, touched his beard unnaturally with his big old wrinkled hands, coughed heavily, and then explained the purpose of his visit solemnly:
"Remember to come back often to see me, old man, if you have nothing to do in the future."
Before Lu Junhan could make a sound, Song Qingwan's eyes widened. She touched the goosebumps on her body, with a disgusting expression on her face:
"Wait a minute, Dad, do you know what you're talking about? Isn't this the line you should have? Are you really crazy? Have you called a doctor? Is it reliable? He said when will you be better?"
Song Qingwan directly asked several times, which shows how broken and surprised she is now.
The old man hit her with a fishing rod, and said angrily, "You are crazy! If you dare to talk to your father like that, I think you don't want to live!"
Song Qingwan dodges here and there.
Yes, this is the father she is familiar with.
After speaking, the old man paused, his eyes fell on the innocent little Lu Li, and he coughed heavily again: "By the way, take this little girl with you."