The harm of chrysanthemum temptation

The two kissed and touched each other, and somehow ran to Lu Xiaoxu's hut, squeezed together on a small bed, and the small fan was moved to the side of the bed, blowing the two of them in a good mood.

Touching Lu Xiaoxu's lips, Su Minglang whispered: "Xiao Xu, no matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, let's not separate, okay?"

Xiao Xu was kissed like sitting on a cloud, she nodded lightly, and accepted the rain-like kiss the next moment.

The two hugged each other on the bed facing each other. Su Minglang's fingers slid along Lu Xiaoxu's back and waist, kneading lightly and sometimes heavily. Xiaoxu was tossed and tossed by him on the bed for the past two days, and he didn't have a good rest. Below, there is a faint cyan color. I have walked for a long time today. I must be tired, right?

Sleep, sleep, my darling!

Lu Xiaoxu pouted her pink lips slightly, and fell asleep in Su Minglang's generous embrace with a bit of a painful childishness.

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Lu Xiaoxu was woken up by his mother, who told him that it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.Lu Xiaoxu conditioned to look at himself

By the side, I found myself alone in the small bed, so I was a little relieved, and at the same time a little bit disappointed.

In the past two days, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Su Minglang by his side, holding himself in his arms like a treasure. Now that he couldn't see him so suddenly, how could he not feel empty in his heart.

When Uncle Qing came to their house in the evening, under the watchful eyes of the two old people, Lu Xiaoxu moved a small foldable stool, and sat in front of the two old people sitting on the sofa tremblingly.

The small stool was carried by Lu's mother when she went out for a walk under her arm, and it was half the height of Lu Xiaoxu's calf. When he sat on it, he was two and a half heads shorter than the old man.

Lu Xiaoxu rubbed his nose guiltily, wanting to laugh a few times to ease the tense atmosphere, but the two elders looked solemn and solemn, and didn't bother to make small mistakes. It seemed that this time it was a bastard eating the weight, and he was determined to give him a second trial.

Uncle Qing cleared his throat and asked, "Where have you been these two days?"

Lu Xiaoxu was not used to lying in front of the elders, so he just said, "Su Minglang and I got drunk after drinking."

Uncle Qing didn't believe it, and asked him, "Have you been drunk for a day and two nights?"

Lu Xiaoxu swallowed, and could only continue to lie: "I went out to play later, we are good friends after all."

"Then tell me where you went to play?"

"~!@#￥%...;&&&*()" Lu Xiaoxu told about an experience they had when they went out for a long time ago, and made a temporary embellishment.

In the end, he lowered his head so that he didn't dare to let out the atmosphere, Lu Xiaoxu thought to himself that he had never looked at his knees so closely.

Uncle Qing and Mother Lu looked at each other and sighed one after another.

The hair on the top of Lu Xiaoxu's head was about to explode after being sighed by them~

It was Lu's mother who felt sorry for her son, seeing her son scratching his head in embarrassment, she stopped pressing him and asked him to go back to her room and think about the past behind closed doors.

As soon as he returned to his room, closed the door, and put his ears on the door panel, Lu Xiaoxu was extremely thankful that his walls did not have the sound insulation of Su Minglang's house, so he could observe the "enemy's situation" by himself at any time.

Mother Lu sighed, and said to Uncle Qing: "Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, I'm really afraid..." Mother Lu couldn't continue, two lines of tears rolled down.

Uncle Qing walked over and took him into his arms, and said guiltily, "It was me and Xiao Xu's father who were sorry for you back then, sorry, really sorry." Now the deceased is gone, leaving only the sorrow of the two of them.

Lu's mother raised her head from his arms, wiped away her tears, and said calmly, "I think Minglang is also a good boy. Since Xiaoxu took him home to play for the first time four years ago, I have seen that he treats Xiaoxu very well. Interesting, it hasn’t changed in the past four years, he came to our house today, I think Xiao Xu also likes him, I just hope that he can be clear about his family background, and don’t do anything to hurt Xiao Xu..." He said, Weeping again.

Uncle Qing also had a heavy expression on his face.

With the sound of "!", Lu Xiaoxu couldn't bear it anymore, opened the door and rushed out, with tears all over his face, kneeling in front of his mother, blaming himself, "

Mom, I, I'm sorry for you, I'm too selfish, Mom, hit me, hit me," grabbed his mother's hand and greeted his face. Mother Lu is not willing to hit him, Lu Xiaoxu sees that mother can't get off Hand, just slap yourself hard.

A few slaps of "pa pa pa pa" slapped her son on the body and hurt her mother's heart. Mother Lu grabbed her son's hand with tears running down her face, "Xiao Xu, you have grown up now, and my mother has also wanted to do this for so many years." It's clear, I'll tell you everything up to now, in fact, your father also... also likes men. "

Lu Xiaoxu was stunned for a moment, and Uncle Qing didn't expect Mother Lu to tell the truth, and looked at her with complicated eyes.

"What? Mom, are you confused by my anger?" Lu Xiaoxu threw herself on her mother's lap, tears stained her face, reminding Mother Lu that when her son was bullied by children when he was very young, she threw herself into her arms and cried, Ask yourself where is your father, where is your father?

"Xiao Xu, what mother said is true. So mother has long been psychologically prepared for you to fall in love with a man, and she is already ready to accept it in her heart." Lu's mother looked serious, and Lu Xiaoxu couldn't help but believe it.

Uncle Qing sighed, and said to Lu Xiaoxu: "What your mother said is true."

Lu Xiaoxu forgot to cry, looked at this and that, his mind was in chaos.

"Actually, your father liked your Uncle Qing back then." Lu's mother looked at Uncle Qing, with a trace of unwillingness in her eyes, but when she looked at her son, it quickly turned into tenderness, "When I accidentally found out the truth, I hugged you I watched you run away from home in the middle of the night. At that time, you were still a baby. I carried you and ran on the road, and your father chased after me. At that time, a car hit me. I was so scared that I couldn’t move. It was your father who took us The two pushed away, but... but your father... woohoo" Lu's mother thought of the past, and she felt a pain in her heart.

The first time he heard his mother tell about his father's death, Lu Xiaoxu's heart sank like a piece of lead. He always thought that Uncle Qing might be his father, but he never thought that Uncle Qing would be his mother's... rival in love?

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self-criticism first~~

Uh, I don't know how this chapter is written?In the final analysis, Xiao Qianqian's psychological grasp of the characters is not good enough...

Then encourage yourself~~~

The revolution has not yet succeeded, Qianqian still needs to work hard