As a genuine husband, although Lu Huaiyu is an ex-husband, he naturally cannot lose his prestige and momentum in front of his rivals in love.

She hugged her arms with both hands and was very excited to watch the show.

"Sister--" Mimian rubbed her eyes, slept in a daze, and stood in the corridor and called her in a half-dream and half-awake.

Jian Qing was shocked, afraid that the children would listen to it, so she quickly turned off the monitor. The sound of talking outside immediately stopped. She turned around and said, "What's wrong with Mianmian?"

"I want to go to the bathroom, it's dark inside, I'm afraid." It turned out that the little guy drank too much water at night and got up until halfway through.

Jian Qing had no intention of fighting outside the door, so she stopped caring about them and turned around to accompany the little guy to the bathroom.

When she finished coaxing the child to bed again and came out of the room gently, she found that Lu Huaiyu had returned home, leaning lazily and casually on the sofa.

He looked extremely tired, lowered his head, and his eyes were filled with tiredness.

The black hair scattered casually to his forehead, the two buttons on the top of the white shirt were unbuttoned, and the tie was also pulled loose by him, revealing his deep collarbone.

When Lu Huaiyu heard the movement, his eyelids raised slightly, and he collided with her eyes.

The scene was stagnant for a moment—

"Have you brushed your teeth?" he asked.

"?"

Jian Qing was stunned by his question. Is this a change of topic and just turning it over?

But thinking about it is true, no one wants outsiders to spy on their family's **.

Especially Cen Yu is still a public figure at the forefront of the storm, and the less people who have nothing to do know, the better.

She shook her head and replied, "Not yet."
Chapter completed!