Lu Shen, who had no lolita, still lived his life.

I slept until the sun was sunny every day, and after lunch, I went out to call my friends, and I didn't return until early in the middle of the night.

Occasionally, he brought the fragrance of wine, occasionally printed a lip print, and spent a lot of money on his body. The word "playboy" was fully interpreted by him.

This kind of life is no different from before.

But when he pushed open the door in the moonlight, no more robots would come over and get his slippers; nor would he give him a bowl of warm sober soup when he was drinking too much; nor would he try his best to wake him up just to have breakfast on time when his dream was in full swing.

That night, Lu Shen drank a little too much. After vomiting in the bathroom downstairs, he dragged his heavy body upstairs.

Lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, with empty eyes.

Suddenly, he sat up, took off his clothes and walked towards the bathroom, and soon the sound of water rushing out.

After taking a shower, my brain became awake for a moment, but found that I was not holding my pajamas, so he blurted out—

"Lolita, please help me..."

The next second came to an abrupt end.

That night, the bathroom lights were on for a long time.

The next day, Lu Shen still laughed and joking, so lawless that he was lawless.

At this moment, an email was sent to Quan Hanting's personal email address.

And the sender is...

The current head of the Lu family in Jingping: Lu Chuanliu!

"My dad?" Lu Shen was shocked and drowsy. "What did he do when he sent you an email?"

"Let me take you on the plane and send it back to Jingping. It's better to find a few bodyguards to watch it. If you resist, just use the strong one."

“…”

"Xiao Qi, what do you think?" Quan Hanting looked serious.

This time is different from before.

First of all, the sender was Lu Chuanliu, and Quan Hanting had to give him this face.

Secondly, there is no phone number or video number, but in the form of email, which means that this decision has no room for negotiation and cannot be refuted.

Lu Shen obviously understood this, lowered his eyelids and fell into a long silence.

After a while, "...My dad has been struggling to establish his Ai Kingdom all his life, and has left me to the old man and the old lady since he was a child. My mom loved him more than I loved me, and followed him. Since they didn't care about me before, then don't care now. Isn't it better to be together forever?"

"Ashen, don't talk annoyed."

"It was..."

"Your father also has his difficulties and difficulties. I believe that no parent in the world is willing to separate from his children for a long time. Therefore, they will do everything possible to compensate you now."

Lu Shen grew up like a playboy now. The reason for this is that it has nothing to do with the indulgence and spoiling at home.

But a big family like the Lu family is not a newly emerging nouveau riche, so how could they have the only seedlings of the direct descendants?

There may not be no meaning of compensation.

The lack of family affection can be filled with friendship, and gradually Lu Shen made friends.

Without the company of his parents at home, he would let him have fun freely outside, and gradually the young master of the Lu family became famous.

"But Uncle Six, I don't want to give them a chance."

When he was young, he left without caring about it. Now that he has grown up, he can live a good life without needing his parents, so he wants to be free and free, but he just comes to care about him at this time.

Many things you can’t compensate if you want to compensate.

When time passes, the opportunity disappears.

Uncle Six…

When Quan Hanting heard this long-lost title, he was stunned.

It seems that since this kid became an adult at the age of 18, he has never called him like this again.

Quan Hanting's mother An An and Lu Chuanliu's mother Tan Xi are close friends, and they have been old friends for decades and can talk about everything.

Therefore, Quan Hanting and Lu Chuanliu are of the same generation, but the two are twelve years apart. Lu Chuanliu is both a brother and a eldest.

By seniority, Lu Shen should indeed call him "Uncle".

Quan Hanting was not rejected either.

The stinky brat almost made a big mistake when he was fifteen years old and was thrown by Lu Chuanliu to Quan Hanting, calling it "care for a while."

At that time, Quan Hanting was only in his twenties, with a strong temper and a strong temper, and a storm, and he could imagine how he would take action when he met a naughty child who was doing heaven and earth and was not obeying discipline.

Anyway, Lu Shen called home with a bruised and swollen face less than a week after he came. The person who never speaks softly cried at the other end of the phone and sniffed: "...Dad, hurry up and get me back, I'm going to die... If it's a little later, you may not see your flesh and blood, and you can only see a corpse..."

I don’t know what Lu Chuanliu said, but Lu Shen was so angry that he couldn’t go home.

Quan Hanting looked at the entire process and said lightly: "I thrust and twitch, like a woman."

The young man's already fragile little heart was hit again.

After that, Lu Shen became honest. From the beginning, he fought against Quan Hanting to the later "fan-like" worship, which took only two or three months.

When the two got familiar with each other, Lu Shen began to call him brothers.

Quan Hanting called him big or small, but he smiled and was still the same.

In this way, "Sixth Uncle" slowly became "Sixth Brother", as for him, the little seventh Master...

Sorry, self-proclaimed.

"Your dad doesn't seem to be a joke this time..."

"I'll go back."

Quan Hanting beat up.

Lu Shen slowly raised his eyes and hung an indifferent smile on his lips: "Don't they want me to go back? OK, I'll go back."

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Chapter completed!