"Oh, it was your fifth brother.
"He suddenly said he had an urgent matter to attend to, so he came back for a few things and then left. He also took Little Tyrant Dragon with him. He said that he didn't have time to meet you, so, so he took Little Tyrant Dragon as compensation! Hehe~
"Don't worry, your Fifth Brother is a dog-lover. He definitely won't mistreat Little Tyrant Dragon!"
Father Lu was all smiles, but he felt guilty! No. 5, this damn brat!
"Oh."
Lu An didn't call him out, and didn't ask further questions.
But, Fifth Brother?
That legendary malignant tumor who loved to bully the weak in school?
A dog-lover?
Heh~
Her blood was already boiling in her chest. The little girl smiled and said to her father, "Dad, you should rest early. I like the room very much. Thank you."
"Oh, good, as long as you like it, as long as you like it!"
Father Lu was stumped. Somehow, he felt that something wasn't right.
…
At night, Little Tyrant Dragon was cold and lonely.
What kind of youngster was this?
He turned on the air conditioning full blast in the middle of the night, and didn't wear any clothes as he lay on the sofa and played with Little Tyrant Dragon.
He rubbed its head, its paws, its head again, and even rubbed its belly, all with a perverted smile on his face!
Did he think that it wouldn't bite him to death?
I'm the Tyrant Dragon King. I don't have much hair to begin with. If you keep touching again, I'll go bald!
Little Tyrant Dragon wanted to cry. Wasn't this guy sleepy? Didn't he have a job?
Why was he so free?
Anyway, Lu Xingran had already forgotten that he still had a game to create.
…
The next day.
Father Lu woke up especially early.
He had been too excited last night and couldn't fall asleep.
The daughter whom he had been thinking about day and night suddenly came back, and was so considerate and cute. How was he supposed to sleep?
When he closed his eyes, all he saw was the sweet smile on his good daughter's little face. It melted his heart!
Forget it, he would get up to make breakfast for his daughter!
Since she had grown up in another family, he had never cooked anything good for his daughter!
Coincidentally, he still had some ingredients at home. Father Lu searched for a recipe on Baidu, then placed his phone on the chopping board.
Worried that he would disturb his daughter, he glanced furtively in the direction of his daughter's room on the second floor, and closed the kitchen door tightly to try and keep the noise down.
About half an hour later, Father Lu looked at the black mess in the pot —
It was indescribable!
Do you know what he was planning to make?
Very good, he doesn't know himself.
The last time he cooked was about ten years ago? Because his previous daughter had complained that his food tasted bad and told him not to cook anymore, he really never cooked again after that.
But those five brats grew up eating his cooking.
Sigh, he hadn't cooked in such a long time. Sure enough, he was rusty!
Father Lu stole another glance in the direction of his daughter's room. He quickly tidied up, then ran outside with the black pot.
He was prepared to throw away the pot and its contents to destroy the evidence!
He had just reached the front door, when it suddenly opened. His daughter, who was dressed in sportswear and had sweat on her forehead, was standing at the door.
She witnessed his black cuisine with her own eyes.
"Dad, you…"
"It's nothing, nothing! Nothing at all!"
Too embarrassing! Too embarrassing! Too embarrassing!
Father Lu quickly pulled the pot back and turned to run away, but accidentally tripped. Fortunately, his daughter stopped him in time, and took the pot away at the same time. Who knew what would have happened if he had otherwise fallen.
"D- daughter, why, why are you up so early?"
Father Lu smiled, feeling too embarrassed to face anyone.