Chapter 979: Birthday party (8)

Lu Yuchen buried his head and bit the little woman's earlobe unscrupulously in front of everyone in the magnificent hall.
He had a low voice, with a voice that only two of them could hear, and said hoarsely: "With this kind of free time, it's better to put you on the bed and love it a few more times. Little Luoluo, you don't know, you are like this How guilty to dress up."
"Look at your little face, it's as pure as a high school girl. I can't wait now, I want to tear your lovely skirt, and then press you against the wall, to invade unscrupulously."
"You..." Xin Luo thought of the scene in his words, and her face blushed unconsciously.
With a flushed face, Xin Luo complained to Lu Yuchen, "Be serious, this is a public place."
Really, this is Zhuo Yarong's birthday party. Does he want to bite her ears in such a place?
What's more, there were a lot of people behind them, and a group of waiters from Jingtai and Song Xiulan in front.
Xin Luo's face was red enough to bleed.
She could only hold Youyou and leaned a little to the side, trying to distance him from Lu Yuchen.
Who knows, Lu Yuchen refused to let go.
The big palm pinched her slender waist, which was not full, and anyone with a discerning eye could see it, and the intimate movements of the two revealed how ambiguous.
Such domineering possession is really impossible to look at.
Meng Ze and Lu Qi followed behind, exchanged glances, and bowed their heads in silence.
Alas, Madam Young, ask for more blessings!
I hope your charm can make the second personality Lu Ye fall in love with you wholeheartedly. Only in this way, probably, the other Lord Lu would have a chance to wake up.

Song Xiulan led the way and arrived at the door of the private room in a short while.
"Go in, you can start the banquet when you arrive. Yuchen, your mother must be very happy to see you brought your girlfriend."
After Song Xiulan finished speaking, she opened the door and entered.
As soon as the door opened, a childish voice came out of the house.
"Youyou my little nephew is so stupid, we have been here several times, but he still can't find a way back!"
"And aunts, and aunts are so dumb, and I haven't found my nephew after going out for so long. Feifei is hungry...Aunty, can you stop waiting for them, okay?
"This..." The old lady looked at Feifei and stared at herself with round eyes, suddenly feeling soft.
It's okay to say before Song Xiulan, but Youyou is Ya Rong's grandson after all, and it's hard to say before him.
Moreover, Yarong's son Lu Yuchen seems to have not arrived yet.
The old lady naturally turned to Zhuo Yarong looking for help.
"Auntie, the child can't be hungry..." Zhuo Yarong actually wanted to wait for Youyou and Lu Yuchen to arrive before taking the table.
But when the old lady looked at her, the other Zhuo family members all looked at her.
In addition, Feifei blinked round and black eyes, showing longing.
Zhuo Yarong is not a selfish person, the family gathers together, she doesn't want to make the child cry.
Feifei is not Youyou, Youyou that kid won't care about this, but Feifei is a bitter temper.
If you don't stick to him, the child is really hungry, I'm afraid he will sneer on the spot.
At that time, a good party will be ugly, but it will not end well in the end.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Yarong let out, "Just don't wait, let's take a seat."
"Oye, great! Feifei is so hungry, grandma, Feifei wants to sit with you!" The little boy finished, holding the old lady's face, and gave him a kiss.
The old lady was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, her red-faced face kept smiling.