I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Lu Junhan raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at her lightly from the corner of his eye.

The little girl was wearing a pink dress and stood obediently at the door of the kitchen.

Holding a bag in his hand, his white and tender face was raised, his expression extremely confused.

The man raised his brows slightly, his thin lips slightly hooked, as if to say, "Just a little idiot like you, still want to fight with Lao Tzu?"

The audience's eyes were sharp, and they instantly found that Lu Junhan's handsome face, who had always been cold and indifferent, without a trace of emotion, was much more vivid because of this expression.

There is a little bit of evil spirits, and a little bit of indescribable doting, handsome and sultry.

The audience in the live broadcast room saw that their hearts seemed to be suddenly hit by an arrow, pounding, screaming and condemning:

【Ah, ah, Dad Lu is so bad! To bully Lili like this! But the problem is, I still feel so handsome! Woohoo, I really want to marry Dad Lu! 】

[Sure enough, Dad Lu treats his daughter differently, with that successful and calm expression, ahhh, I'm dead! 】

[Woo woo learned, learned, I will fool my brother like this later! 】

[My God, Li Li's confused look is so cute! ! 】

[Wuwuwu is lying to me to give birth to a daughter again! I am born! Am I still alive! 】

[Me too, me too, that... Dad Lu! ! Look when you are free! I can regenerate a pear pear with you anytime! ! 】

[Ah, Lili, don't be fooled by your father! Cry me now! Cry now! The louder you cry, the better! Annoying your dad! 】

The little girl couldn't hear the voices of the audience, she frowned tangled and thought about it for a long time.

In the end, after I still couldn't figure it out, I just didn't want to.

Happy again.

With a small body, he ran to his father's side, intending to help his father.

when in heaven.

Dad would cook for her and Mom whenever he had time.

Unlike my mother's cooking, my father's cooking is delicious, even better than ten mothers' cooking!

Every time Dad cooks, she helps Dad.

Dad likes her doing him a favor.

I just don't know why, every time she's done helping, her father beats her up, which is annoying.

This time she can't let her father beat her again!

The little girl waved her small fist and thought angrily.

If Dad still wants to hit her, she will, she will... she will run!

Dad will definitely not be able to catch up with her!

the other side.

During the time when the little girl was confused.

Lu Junhan has already decided exactly what to cook—

Braised pork, steamed fish, and stir-fried vegetables.

The man's eyes stared at the fish on the cutting board, his brows were knitted tightly, his eyes were dark and deep, and his handsome profile with a knife and axe showed no emotion, and no one knew what he was thinking.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw this, they thought he couldn't cook, so now they are irritable and unable to start with those dishes.

But in fact, the situation is exactly the opposite of what they thought-

Lu Junhan originally thought he would be clueless about these dishes.

He even thought about giving up the frying pan in the kitchen, finding some sticks of firewood, and setting up a barbecue in the yard.

He doesn't know how to cook properly, but barbecue in the wild is not a problem.

But the strange thing is that when he just put the fish on the cutting board and turned his head to pick up the kitchen knife, he instantly knew what to do in the next steps, and also knew what to cook.

Moreover, he is also very sure that these dishes, that little idiot must love to eat.

It was as if he had cooked these dishes at some point in the past.

And did it more than once.

As a result, entering the kitchen and seeing those dishes has become a conditioned reflex.

Without thinking too much, the meat was cut into pieces, and the pot heated up.

Lu Junhan's eyes suddenly darkened.

This inexplicable sense of familiarity came again.

The last time, this feeling still appeared, when he knew that the little thing was his biological daughter, but he had no such memory in his mind at all.

It was as if he had lost a memory out of thin air.

But he didn't know it at all, and even felt that his memory was very complete.

"Dad," at this moment, a crisp little milk voice interrupted his thoughts, and the little girl opened her black and clear eyes: "People are here to help you!"

The little girl rolled her eyes, ran over happily, quickly grabbed the fish on the cutting board, turned around quickly, and went to the faucet in the yard to rinse.

Lu Junhan: "..."

This is the speed of being a thief like a mouse, and the action of rushing to wash the fish, the strange familiarity came to my mind again.

"return."

The man raised his hand faster than her, and brought her and the fish back directly: "You don't need this."

Just when she asked this little thing to wash her hands, she could splash all over.

If she was asked to wash the fish at this moment, she would not be guaranteed to be completely washed with water, and the fish hadn't been washed yet.

They came here with two or three suits.

She only took off one set when she was taking a bath before, but now there are only one or two sets left, so she doesn't have so many clothes for her to take a shower and put on.

But if you don't let her take a bath and change the wet clothes on her body, this fragile little thing will catch a cold easily.

And once she catches a cold, when she returns to Haicheng, Song Qingwan and his dad might show him crazy, and then call Lu Anran over. This little thing caused by a little cold seems to be dying. , weeping and mourning together.

The blue veins on Lu Junhan's forehead popped up when he thought of that picture.

After thinking about it, asking her to wash the fish was definitely a wrong decision.

Although Lu Junhan had never seen this little guy washing fish, he just had an inexplicable hunch that this little idiot would not care about the life of the fish after washing, but he would happily follow the water play.

Lu Junhan threw the fish back on the cutting board, and looked at the little girl with her small head lowered, looking aggrieved, he thought for a while.

If you don't find something to do for this little thing, she will definitely be tortured by this meal. He is convinced that she has this ability.

However, he did have something for her to do.

"Do me a favor."

Lu Junhan looked at the red eyes, lowered his head and grabbed his fingers, feeling wronged, the little girl who was about to cry, suddenly let out a low voice.

When the little girl heard this, her eyes that were full of tears instantly lit up, her little hand pulled the hem of his clothes, and hurriedly raised her head and said, "Dad, what do you want me to do for you? It would be a disservice!"

This is what her father praised her before!

Said she would be the most disserviceable.

Although the little girl doesn't quite understand what "being busy" is, it should also mean helping.

"..."

You're a goddamn disservice and proud?

Lu Junhan choked for a rare moment, and the audience in the live broadcast room went crazy with laughter.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the little girl thought he didn't believe she would help him, and said hurriedly:

"Dad, do you trust people! People are really doing a disservice..."

"..."

【and also! I was working on the outline before, it was in Beijing, so it's a bit late, mua~ There will be a monthly ticket update today! ! 】