Lu Yaoyao had been playing with her friends all day, and now she was jumping on the bed, sharing interesting stories about her and her friends with her father.

"Xiao Qi is so pitiful. His butt was so red and swollen from being beaten by his parents. I can see it is still very swollen today! I applied the ointment my father gave me to Xiao Qi and it disappeared immediately.

!" Lu Yaoyao said proudly.

Lu Qingyu didn't know why the little boy talked so much, he could talk angrily without stopping for a moment.

He knocked down the little cub with one hand, pressed his long arm on her body, and asked her to lie down, "Little cub, it's time for you to go to sleep. If you don't sleep, your little butt will also be swollen."

Lu Yaoyao was pinned down, but it couldn't stop her from twisting her little body. She was still full of energy and not afraid at all. She even crossed her short legs and laughed from time to time.

Lu Qingyu couldn't coax Lu Yaoyao to sleep, so he backed away in frustration, "Yao Jiuxiao, coax your daughter." After saying that, he walked away and lay down on the recliner, out of sight.

Yao Jiuxiao silently stepped forward, lay down next to Lu Yaoyao, held her in his arms, patted her gently, "Good boy, go to sleep."

Lu Yaoyao turned to look at Yao Jiuxiao and said coquettishly, "Father, I want to listen to a little tune~"

Yao Jiuxiao: "..."

"Xiao Qi said that although his mother would spank him, she would also sing him little songs to put him to sleep." She hadn't heard it yet! Lu Yaoyao blinked, "I want to hear it too~"

Yao Jiuxiao was helpless. Seeing that the little boy insisted on listening to a little song before falling asleep, he was silent for a moment, and then started to sing the only song he knew.

"There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, but my heart is happy for you, but you don't know it..."

When Lu Qingyu heard the little boy clamoring to hear Yao Jiuxiao sing a ditty, he was ready to see a joke.

The word "dangtanghengwudaozun" has nothing to do with singing, so he doesn't believe he can sing a flower.

However, when a familiar melody sounded in a distant and unfamiliar place, he suddenly stood up and his expression suddenly changed.

Lu Qingyu turned around and looked over, his expression changed, he waved his sleeves one last time, turned around and walked out.

Yao Jiuxiao lowered his eyes, as if unaware.

His voice was cold, and he was singing a piece of mournful music, but it was particularly attractive.

After Yao Jiuxiao finished singing, Lu Yaoyao had already fallen asleep. He looked at her for a while, and after making sure that she was asleep, he quietly got out of bed and walked out of the room.

Lu Qingyu stood by the lake, looking at the lake. A smiling face seemed to appear on the lake, and the melodious and sweet voice seemed to ring in his ears.

——Clear as water, the best is as good as water, clear also means Haiyan Qingping, I give you and me Haiyan Qingping... From now on, how about you call me Qingyu? What’s your last name? How about using my last name as Lu?

Lu Qingyu's eyebrows were picturesque and his eyes were extremely gentle, as if he were looking at the woman he loved.

Her beautiful face was gradually covered with blood. She lay on the ground, soaked in blood, and a broken voice sounded——

There is a difference between humans and demons after all...

The smile on the corners of his lips froze, and Lu Qingyu's face instantly became extremely cold and cold.

The night wind blew his bright red coat, lifting the hem, and a few strands of his long dark hair moved.

Yao Jiuxiao stood not far away, with the same indifferent expression. He looked at the lake reflected by the stars and the moon. After a long time, he asked: "Have you ever regretted it?"

Lu Qingyu sneered, "I never do anything I regret."

Yao Jiuxiao's face sank, "It's hopeless." He waved his sleeves and walked away.

Lu Qingyu stood by the lake for a long time. It was not until midnight that he entered the house with a cool body and appeared beside the bed in an instant. He looked at the innocent sleeping face of the little boy, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually faded.

He touched the little boy's face and his voice was so gentle that it was almost eerie, "Don't betray me, otherwise..."

In her sleep, Lu Yaoyao seemed to feel the touch on her cheek, and subconsciously rubbed it, then stretched out her little hand to grab it, held it against her chest, and fell into a deeper sleep.

Lu Qingyu's eyebrows became softer, and he looked down at the little boy.
Chapter completed!