MTL - I’m Pregnant with the Villain’s Child-Chapter 101

Lu Beichuan controls his breathing and listens to the movements in his mobile phone.

However, the hotel corridor is empty, and the sound in the phone is very quiet, and there is no clue.

For a long time, this is the voice of Lu Shaoyan's smile in the mobile phone. "I don't want anything, because I know that you will not give anything, so I want to play a game with you."

"Lu Shaoyan!"

"Don't be angry, just a game, a game that porridge porridge wants to play."

After that, the phone hangs up.

Then Lu Beichuan’s mobile phone came up with a text message. He hurriedly swept away and walked more urgently.

There was a neat footstep behind him.

"Mr. Lu, we are the security guards of the hotel. You can rest assured that we have someone to go to check the monitoring of the reception, and we will definitely find the son!"

The person in charge of the hotel is full of sweat, and the step is also on the side of Lubeichuan.

Lu Beichuan's brow is deep, and he doesn't say a word. The body pressure is extremely low, which makes people daunting.

On the other side, Lu Shaoyan hung up his mobile phone and looked down at the porridge. He smiled and said: "Your father came to you, do you want to know how long he can find you?"

Porridge porridge looked at him silently and did not speak.

Lu Shaoyan squatted down and looked at him, touched his little head and saw the clear eyes in his eyes. "What?"

"Uncle, do you really just want to play a game?"

At least for a tenth of a second, Lu Shaoyan turned his gaze away, and his tone was easy. "Otherwise? Uncle said it, just a game. You are not saying that your father likes you very much? It will be found soon." You?"

The porridge porridge nodded.

Lu Shaoyan took him up and porridge glared at his neck, not afraid of him.

"Uncle, have you played such a game with your father?"

Lu Shaoyan’s foot was slow and he slowly slowed down his feet, but then he returned to normal. He smiled casually. “Well, I played twice.”

"Don't the uncle's father find his uncle?"

Lu Shaoyan carefully thought about the past, smiled and shook his head. "No, I have not found it twice."

The porridge porridge whispered ‘ah’ and said, “Why didn’t you find it? The uncle’s father is...” His voice weakened and he looked at Lu’s face.

"Because there was an uncle who was rescued by the police, there was another time... the uncle deliberately hid, so his uncle's father did not find his uncle."

"Why did the uncle want to hide it deliberately?" The porridge porridge squatted on his shoulder and whispered: "If the uncle does not deliberately hide, then the uncle's father will be able to find his uncle!"

Lu Shaoyan’s mouth is a touch of unspeakable smile. “Is it?”

"Of course! Uncle, your father must be very anxious when looking for you, just like my father is now looking for me in anxious!"

"Do you know who the uncle's father is?"

"Who?"

"Uncle's father is your grandfather."

"Grandfather?" The porridge porridge glared at him and looked at him. He thought about it. He didn't seem to understand it. "Daddy's father is called Grandpa. You are called Grandfather and Dad. Then why is my father calling grandfather grandfather? But you are an uncle, father. It’s Dad...”

Porridge porridge seriously licking his fingers for a while.

Lu Shaoyan laughed. "Well, this is not smart. If you don't understand, don't think about it."

Porridge porridge wants to refute that he is very clever, but when he sees Lu Shaoyan's face, he presses it down.

Although he is small, he can see that his uncle is very sad now. Why is it sad? Because I mentioned my uncle's father?

"Uncle, where is my grandfather? I haven't seen him for a long time."

Lu Shaoyan’s hand holding porridge porridge is tight. “Do you want him?”

"Of course I think! My grandfather used to be good to me. I will tell stories about porridge and porridge. I will like porridge porridge. My porridge is very fond of my grandfather!" He smiled and looked at Lu Shaoyan. "Uncle, grandfather must also like you very much." ""

"You know this as well?"

"Of course, porridge porridge is smart, porridge porridge is seen! Grandfather, in addition to seeing porridge porridge will laugh very happy, just see you, that day... You gave the porridge porridge toy ball that day porridge was found, my grandfather saw it. You laugh, laugh when you see you!"

"I also want to see my grandfather, but every time I want to see my grandfather, my grandmother said that my grandfather went far away, my grandfather is old, what to do in such a faraway place!"

The porridge porridge squats, but does not listen to Lu Shaoyan said the last sentence.

"Uncle, do you want your grandfather?"

Lu Shaoyan stopped, with a fork in front, a staircase leading to the parking lot, and a corridor leading to the reception hall.

He took a porridge around a big circle.

"uncle?"

Lu Shaoyan violently twitched in the throat, "...think."

He turned and walked toward the stairs.

"I also want to wait until my father finds us, uncle, can you call your grandfather? He is older, he wants to rest at home."

"Good." Lu Shaoyan perfunctory.

Perhaps it was too bumpy when Lu Shaoyan went downstairs, and the porridge porridge yawned on Lu Shaoyan’s shoulders, his eyes squatting, as if he was sleepy.

"Sleep and sleep."

The porridge porridge shunned on his shoulder and nodded. "When the father finds me, you must wake me up."

Lu Shaoyan caressed his back and whispered, "Yes."

The entrance to the underground parking lot, the door was opened, and an empty parking lot was not far from a Mercedes-Benz double flash. A burly man in a black suit stood on the door of the door. The man saw Lu Shaoyan and opened the door.

Lu Shaoyan suddenly stopped.

"And, you have to remember telling me how long Dad has been looking for me." The porridge groaned, "Dad must have found me right away."

The small head of Mao is leaning on his shoulder. It is a very trusting posture. Lu Shaoyan can still smell the scent of milk in the porridge.

trust?

Lu Shaoyan ridiculed and laughed. Since the kidnapping at the age of thirteen, he no longer trusts anyone. Only such ignorant children will be deceived.

He put the porridge porridge into the back seat of the car. When he touched the seat of the car, the porridge porridge immediately woke up, his arms supported himself, and a pair of puzzled eyes looked straight at Lu Shaoyan, long and dense like a fan-like eyelash. Twinkle, "Uncle, I want to go home with my father."

Lu Shaoyan said nothing, and got on the car and closed the door.

The porridge porridge squatted on the window, leaning against the door, and grievances looked at Lu Shaoyan. "I don't want to hide from my father, or my father can't find me."

Perhaps it is Lu Shaoyan who has no reaction. The porridge porridge has a head down and talks to himself. "Dad loves porridge. He must be very anxious now. I can't hide from him. I am going to find my father."

He slammed the door and shouted, "Dad, I am here! Porridge is here!"

However, the door is closed and his voice is only present in the entire car.

The man in the driver's seat started the vehicle and slowly drove out of the parking space. The porridge squatted at the door and screamed at the red eyes and continued to shout out: "Dad, I am here!"

Lu Shaoyan’s face is like a water, I don’t know what I am thinking, I close my eyes and “stop!”

The vehicle stopped.

Lu Shaoyan took the porridge into the car and looked at the child with his eyes open. He squatted down and looked at his eyes with water and mist. "The game is over, your father has found you."

The porridge porridge blinked his hand and turned to Lu Shaoyan and smiled: "Look! I will say, Dad must find me soon!"

Lu Shaoyan touched his furry little head. "Yeah, you are your father's favorite child."

The porridge porridge looked around, but could not see the figure of Lu Beichuan. "But what about Dad?"

Lu Shaoyan pointed to the direction of the coming. "Your father is behind the door."

“Really?” The porridge and porridge are all shining, and the hand that broke away from the land will go there.

Can run to half seems to think of something again, fold back, said to Lu Shaoyan: "Uncle, you don't forget, you have to take me to see my grandfather, I miss him."

The eyes were so clear that it was enough to show the ugly face of the hypocrisy or the knives or the intrigues in his eyes.

He saw his despicableness.

"Well, wait until my uncle has time, or wait for my grandfather to come back, I will take you to see him."

The porridge porridge ran high in the direction of the door, only halfway through, the door was opened, and Lu Beichuan stepped forward, followed by a group of people.

"Dad!" The entire underground parking lot echoed the excitement of porridge, and stretched out his arms and ran towards Lubeichuan.

Lu Beichuan couldn't take care of it. He took a porridge and porridge in his arms. After seeing it up and down, he saw no visible scars on his body. This was a relief.

A Mercedes-Benz drove out. Lu Shaoyan, who was sitting in the back seat, looked at the person who was gradually drifting away from the rearview mirror and removed his gaze.

The burly man driving the car looked at Lu Shaoyan’s face and whispered, “Boss, why today...”

I really want to ask why I had to give up my work today, but I saw Lu Shaoyan’s tired face and stopped.

"Forget it," Lu Shaoyan said, closing his eyes. "I am deserving."

***

The hotel quickly found the person who took away the porridge porridge through the monitoring. The porridge porridge was indeed voluntary and Lu Shaoyan left, and the porridge porridge himself said that it was playing games with Dad. Lu Shaoyan was nominally the uncle of the porridge porridge. Said to be a misunderstanding.

Just after the porridge was found, Lu Beichuan’s face was always ugly, and a face was filled with a word.

"Dad..." Porridge porridge has been held by his dad from now until now. Although it is a wish that was held by his father, he also can understand his face and grow alive: "Dad is sorry, porridge is wrong, should not be Don't listen to my father's words."

"Why go with him?"

The porridge porridge thought, whispered: "Because the uncle said, Dad doesn't like me, but I know that Dad likes me, but my uncle doesn't believe it. I want to prove it to my uncle. Dad likes me..."

"Dad always likes you very much, why should you prove it to others?"

The porridge porridge licks the mouth, and the eyes are covered with a layer of fog. "But... if Dad likes me, why don't you pick me up at the kindergarten? Other children have daddy, but I don't."

Lu Beichuan's eyebrows are tight.

"Uncles and aunts and teachers say that I am cute, they will laugh at me, and will hold me, although I don't like them to hold me... But Dad, why don't you laugh at me, don't like to hold me, Dad, you are Don't you like me?"

Lu Beichuan looked at the porridge and the mood was extremely complicated.

He knows that as a father, there are really too few companions to his son, and occasionally the language of paleness and powerlessness cannot make up for the lack of growth.

At this point, he can only say awkward words. "No nonsense, you are my father's favorite child."

"Well! I know, I just knew it, Dad, you will find me in a while, Dad, you are amazing!"