Love after Divorce novel Chapter 391

Luka licked her little mouth and spoke up.

"Thirsty? I'll go get some water, you stay with Uncle Hendrix and Erin."

Violet glanced at the kiosk not far away and softly admonished.

Luka nodded, a hint of cunning flashing in her big eyes.

When Violet was far away, he looked over to Louis who was in line for tickets.

At that moment, Louis had just bought his ticket and was walking towards him with Erin in his hand.

"Well, the tickets are bought, which project do you two want to play first."

"Well, I'm going to take the wooden horse first, then the carriage carriage ......"

Erin pointed to this and that, all wanting to play.

"Okay, first go on the wooden horse."

Louis picked her up and walked to the carousel and put her on it.

He then turned his head to look at Luka.

At this time, Violet and Erin are not present, which is a good time to explain his identity.

"Luka......"

Cold, his body suddenly a cold.

Louis choked on half a sentence in his throat when he saw the water gun in the little guy's hand spraying at himself.

This kid!

Louis' brow knitted and subconsciously reached out to take the water gun out of his hand.

But unexpectedly, the little one suddenly sat down on the ground!

"Uncle Hendrix, you hit a child! You're violent!"

Louis: "......"

When did he hit him?

This child, how dare he slander him?

"What's wrong what's wrong Luka, why are you sitting on the floor?"

Violet bought a few bottles of water and came over to see Luka sitting on the floor and Louis glaring at him.

"Auntie Violet, I accidentally shot at Uncle Hendrix playing with a water gun and he got mad and pushed me."

Luka pretended to be aggrieved and complained to Violet.

Violet suddenly blushed coldly and hurriedly picked Luka up and patted the dust off his body for him.

Louis added.

Now Luka heard that it was his own father's voice.

But why does he look like this?

"Are you a dad?"

"It's not quite stupid."

Louis raised an eyebrow.

"Are you really my father? I don't believe you, do you have anything to prove it?"

Luka's little brow was knitted tightly with a wary face.

"It's quite vigilant."

Louis laughed lightly and pulled out his cell phone from his pocket.

"My phone, can you trust me now?"

Luka took Louis's phone and made sure it was her father's phone.

He raised his eyes to Louis and touched his face with his small hand.

"Daddy, why do you look like this?"