Young Master's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 83

Did it mean washing one's hands in a golden bowl?

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Lin Xiangyu giggled at her son's arrogant behavior.

There were a few Lu family servants standing on the side, waiting for their master's orders. They also revealed their white teeth. This child was really cute. Not only was he good-looking, he also had a good mouth.

In this world, he was probably the only one who would dare to say such things to the Lu family's second young master.

In the eyes of the living Hades, his attention was on Lin Xiangyu.

She was so beautiful when she smiled. It was as if she was bathing in the spring wind, causing people to feel warm in their hearts.

"Actually, Lin Xiangyu, you should smile more. It's not easy to get wrinkles on your face this way." Lu Jingjing lay on the sofa as if he had lost himself in thought.

What nonsense is that? Too much laughter makes it easy to wrinkle up.

Lin Nianyu looked back at him in disgust, gave him a hard look, then turned and walked back to her son's room.

"Xiaoyu, do you want to live with me?" The child was not the least bit vague. He instantly guessed her goal and happily asked.

"Of course, Mom doesn't have a room here, so I'll have to trouble you a bit." "Okay," she replied, pulling the suitcase along without stopping.

"Lin Xiangyu, your room is upstairs, next to the study." Lu Jingjing sat up with some dissatisfaction and frowned at her. Why did he like to run into her son's room so much?

Such a big child, and a boy at that. She had no idea how to avoid suspicion.

"No need, Sister Yu and the others are quite troublesome to clean up. I'll just stick together with the little fish." Lin Nianyu replied indifferently, smiling as she gave him a rejection reply.

"Lin Xiangyu, do you know what men and women are like?" Lu Jingjing didn't think that she was being so stubborn.

As soon as he said this, all the servants who heard him felt as if their internal injuries were about to end.

They hadn't seen each other for a few days. Was this still the young master who kept a straight face all day long?

As for Lu Jingzhen, he didn't care what they thought as long as they didn't laugh in front of him.

"Can't you just stop?" Little Fishy curiously muttered, blinking her long eyelashes as she looked at him, "Bad uncle, what is stopping? Do you mean washing your hands in a golden pot? "

In his little mind, he only remembered that the gangster movie's boss had stopped, so he naturally thought of those scenes first.

Lin Xiangyu was amused by the two men's conversation. This Lu Jingjing was so funny. He could not understand how he had lectured a five-year-old child.

"Washing your hands?" This was the first time Lu Jingjing had heard someone think that a relationship between a man and a woman shouldn't be too intimate, so it had nothing to do with each other. He opened his mouth and looked indifferently at the child, "Kid, is this how your teacher taught you to misunderstand the meaning?"

"Teacher still hasn't taught me this." Little Fishy was suddenly reminded of the teachers and classmates in kindergarten. She lowered her head and said while looking at her feet, "I want to go back to school."