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[Double wearing + fostering father and son + dad's pampering + sweet pet + imaginary Nanyang]
Ruan Qing and Lu Zhiming had been together for ten years, and Lu Zhiming doted on him so much that he never even tied his own shoelaces. On their wedding anniversary, they traveled through time together.
When he opened his eyes again, Ruan Qingchuan became the most unpopular young master in the Lu family. Her peach-blossom eyes are watery, and her skin is translucently white. I feel pity for everyone I look at.
Lu Zhiming is the famous head of the Lu family in Nanyang and his adoptive father.
Because of his lowest status, several other adopted sons bullied him. As soon as he stretched out his chopsticks at the dinner table, someone snatched them away. The clothes that had been splashed with water felt bitingly cold on my body. Even when walking, I would be pushed deliberately.
His body was already petite, and his knees turned red when he bumped on the steps. Because there was no backstage, he could only huddle in a corner and cry secretly. He felt so wronged that he didn't dare to offend anyone.
On the day Lu Zhiming came back, several adopted sons lined up to greet him.
Ruan Qing stood at the edge, lowering his head and not daring to look at him. His eyelashes were drooped, his eyes were red, and his sleeves were clenched and wrinkled.
Lu Zhiming's eyes crossed everyone and landed on him.
"Come here."
Ruan Qing was stunned for a moment and looked up at him. The moment their eyes met, tears suddenly fell down.
Lu Zhiming walked over and pulled him into his arms in front of everyone. He opened his sleeves and saw a shallow red mark on his arm, as if he had been scratched by something.
The man's face was gloomy, and his whole body was exuding air-conditioning. "Who did this?"
No one dared to speak out.
Lu Zhiming picked up Ruan Qing, turned around and walked upstairs.
The voice was not loud, but everyone in the whole living room could clearly hear: "Whoever touches his hand, go away and receive the punishment."
That night Ruan Qing moved into the master bedroom.
Lu Zhiming squatted on the ground and applied ointment to his knee. He held his ankle with his palm and his fingertips were very light. Ruan Qing huddled on the edge of the bed, his eyes were red, and his voice was muffled and soft: "I thought you didn't want me anymore."
Lu Zhiming looked up at him, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his thumb and coaxed softly: "It's impossible in this life."
Later, the entire Lu family knew that the most unfavored young master was favored by the head of the family. Someone would bring him meals to his room, and someone would follow him when he went out. If he was tired after just two steps, Lu Zhiming would carry him across the courtyard in front of everyone.
The other adopted sons no longer dared to come within three steps of him.
One day, Ruan Qing was eating strawberries on the sofa, with juice on the corner of his mouth. Lu Zhiming lowered his head to wipe it for him, and his fingertips brushed against the corner of his lips. Ruan Qing raised his head, his eyelashes were thick and curled, and his voice was so soft that he said, "I want more, husband~"
Lu Zhiming lowered his head and kissed him, then carried him into the bedroom with deep eyes, and did not come out for a long time.
#After time travel, the bamboo horse became my daddy#
#daddy is also pampering online today#
Purpose: Life cannot be without love