evildoers

On Tuesday, there were only the first and second classes in the morning, so he made breakfast in the morning and went to school.

When he came back, it was exactly 10:30 in the morning, logically speaking, at this time, Lu Zhixu should still be sleeping.

But today, Lu Zhixu woke up unexpectedly.

Moreover, he also solved a doubt that Xia Chen had had for a long time.

When Xia Chen came back, the door was open, and the sound of arguing came from the living room.

He didn't even have time to change his shoes, so he ran directly to the living room.

What he saw was a scene that made him dumbfounded.

Baby Lu Jiaming, who was wearing a fluffy little white bird one-piece pajamas, and Professor Lu Zhixu, who was almost 30 years old and had just come out of the shower and was wrapped in a beige nightgown, were standing in the living room, facing each other. The baby's tender face was full of anger, and the eye circles were red.Lu Yaolian is always calm and breezy.

"That's why you're stupid! Such a small flower planted in such a big flower pot is so ugly! The living room has become ugly!" Lu Zhixu said.

The baby shouted angrily: "Little "ball" chrysanthemum is not ugly! Dad is a bad guy!"

"That little "ball" of yours is so ugly! It's so limp, it will be played to death by you soon!" Lu Zhixu continued to speak calmly.

The baby was about to cry, and roared angrily in a tender voice: "Little "Ball" Ju is not ugly, little "Ball" Ju is very beautiful! Dad is a bad guy!"

"You're the bad guy. You can't even grow flowers, so throw them away quickly. If you're so ugly, you can still call them little "ball" chrysanthemums, or clown chrysanthemums!" Lu Zhixu added fuel to the fire.

The baby pursed his mouth, tears rolled down his face, his small chest heaved violently, and he said sobbingly, "Daddy... Daddy is a bad guy..."

"Whatever you say, you little stutterer, you know what else to say besides saying that I'm a bad guy? You play with your clown chrysanthemum! I won't play with you, if I get infected by you and become stupid!"

The baby was sobbing that he almost lost his breath: "Dad... Dad is... a bad person..."

"Little stutterer, drooling, not smart at all, dad doesn't even buy you toys, I only know how to play with clowns..." Lu Zhixu finished speaking leisurely, pulled out a tissue from the paper box on the coffee table, Wiping the baby's saliva in distaste...

The baby turned his head away, sobbing and crying: "I...I don't want a father, I want a brother..."

Lu Zhixu's face darkened, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Little traitor!"

"I'm not...not a little traitor!" The baby sobbed so anxiously that he forgot.

"You're a little traitor. I bought you so many clothes, but someone else cooked you a few meals and bought you off. You fool! Someday you'll be sold and you'll have to count the money!" Lu Zhixu leisurely added. The last blow: "But if you drool again, no one will want to sell it to others!"

The baby sat on the carpet, crying loudly sadly, murmuring something vaguely while crying, Lu Zhixu let out a "hum", bent down, and wiped away all the tears and saliva on the baby's face with a tissue, Then he glanced at Xia Chen who was standing at the entrance, and went back to his bedroom with a sullen face.

Xia Chen was chilled by his glance. Seeing that the baby was still crying on the carpet, he quickly changed his shoes and went over to pick up the baby.

Judging from this posture, it should be that Lu Zhixu listened to his own suggestion and got up early to play with the baby, but ended up "arguing" with the baby.

After this quarrel, he finally knew why Lu Zhixu ran on the baby these few days.

It turns out that a certain person who is almost 30 years old and whose title is a professor is jealous these days...