Daddy, Here Is Mommy

"Lu Yiyao, what are you doing …"    

Lin Ange only thought that he wanted to do 'bad things' in the car. Her beautiful face flushed red. He pushed him hard and moved his body to the side.    

"An An, come sit."    

An almost invisible gentle smile flashed across Lu Yiyao's deep eyes. He reached out and pulled her slender arm.    

"Don't touch me."    

Lin Ange crossed her arms in a protective posture. She tilted her head and glared at him.    

If it wasn't for the fact that the car had started and was speeding, she would have opened the car door and jumped out without hesitation.    

"An An, you misunderstand."    

"Misunderstanding?"    

Lin Ange sat sideways with her back pressed against the door, anger curling up on her pretty face.    

"Lu Yiyao, in the daytime, you actually …" "Shameless …"    

"An An, my Silly Girl …"    

Lu Yiyao looked at her flushed face, then helplessly squinted his eyes and rubbed the hair on her head.    

"Don't touch …"    

This time, Lin Ange's arms tightened around her.    

"Silly An …"    

Lu Yiyao smiled and retracted his hand. Soon, a large paper bag appeared in his hand like a magic trick. Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows and spoke to Lin Ange.    

"Change your clothes."    

"Why?"    

Lin Ange frowned as she asked with a doubtful expression.    

"I'll help you?"    

Lu Yiyao did not answer her directly. His lips slightly raised as he said with a 'teasing' tone.    

"You …"    

Lin Ange continued to wrap her arms around herself as she tilted her head and looked out of the window, ignoring him.    

The setting sun shone brightly, the gorgeous sunset was bright and beautiful, and the welcoming spring was shining brightly with a purplish red color.    

"An An, hurry up and change."    

Lu Yiyao put down the paper bag and walked closer to her. His long arm accurately wrapped around her waist. He gently pulled her into his embrace.    

"What are you doing?"    

Lin Ange bit her lips as faint rage rolled in her eyes.    

"Your father-in-law told us to go home and eat dinner."    

Lu Yiyao held her and looked down at her with a face as calm as water.    

"My father-in-law?"    

Lin Ange was stupefied, and her fingers couldn't help but curl up into a ball as a line of wrinkles appeared on her forehead.    

To be honest, she still hadn't gotten used to Lu Jinhui's change in identity even today. Thinking about it, Lu Jinhui was the same as her.    

"What's the matter today?"    

"Someone from the capital has arrived."    

Lu Yiyao started to unbutton her jacket. Lin Ange held his hand tightly and said with a red face.    

"I'll do it myself."    

"Alright."    

Lu Yiyao did not insist and nodded. He let go and took out the clothes in the paper bag.    

"Someone came from the capital? "Who's here?"    

Lin Ange's heart sank as her heartbeat inexplicably quickened.    

"We only know that they are people of Jun Family. As for who exactly they are, we still don't know."    

Lu Yiyao didn't intentionally hide this from her, but Ding Mo didn't find out anything. Even the steward on the other side of the house wasn't sure.    

"What's going on?"    

Lin Ange frowned slightly. The light in the confined space dimmed slightly, and the air in the room turned slightly cold.    

The people of Z Nation probably knew about Jun Family and what kind of family it was.    

The current President's surname was Jun.    

Lin Ange's first reaction was the same as Lu Yiyao's when she heard that Lu Jinhui wanted her to go to the Old Residence for dinner. However, after hearing that the guest came from the Jun Family of the imperial city, there was no way to refuse.    

"Who knows what the old man is doing?"    

Lu Yiyao's tone was clearly colder, and there was a hint of anger in his tone. Separated by the dim light, Lin Ange could clearly see the deep, unfathomable black eyes, which were hiding a heavy fury.    

She lowered her head slightly, glancing at her clothes as she spoke in a low voice.    

"Lu Yiyao, I think my set is pretty good, there's no need to change it, right?"    

"This set is too professional."    

Lu Yiyao shook his head. His throat was dry as he looked at the softness of the white shirt. His stomach felt like it was on fire, and his forehead was burning.    

He turned his head to look out the window and said gently, "Hurry up."    

"An An, it's about time …"    

"Don't look."    

Lin Ange grabbed the silk dress in his hand. Shy expression could not help but surface on her face. The skin that could be broken by blowing, was scalded with a crimson color.    

"Alright, I won't."    

Lu Yiyao had never been this' cooperative 'before. His body leaned back and his fingers were locked together in front of his stomach. The dense and straight black eyelashes slowly drooped down, covering the pair of deep and narrow eyes.    

Even so, Lin Ange still felt a bit embarrassed. He reached out and pushed him.    

"Go sideways."    

"Do I have my eyes closed?"    

Lu Yiyao did not move, he only pursed his lips and said faintly.    

"That still won't do …"    

Lin Ange gave him another hard shove.    

Lu Yiyao seemed to be glued to the chair. As he sat there, he felt that the space became much more cramped.    

"Then I won't be changing …"    

Lin Ange threw her long skirt into his arms, pouting as she spoke.    

"Little girl, you …"    

Lu Yiyao slowly opened his eyes and scratched her nose. Then, he gently placed the dress on her leg.    

"Alright, I'll listen to you."    

Her tone was both helpless and gentle.    

Lin Ange bit her lips as she watched him turn his back on her. Only then did he slowly untie his shirt...    

Ten minutes later.    

"Lu Yiyao, help me out …"    

The invisible zipper of the long skirt was installed on the middle line of her back. For some reason, it was stuck there. Lin Ange's backhand was out of reach, so she had to turn around and ask for Lu Yiyao's help.    

"What's wrong?"    

Lu Yiyao immediately turned his head around with a warm light in his eyes.    

In the somewhat dim interior of the car, her sparkling skin was even whiter and brighter than before. His long hair, which had originally been tied up in a bun, now fell down and was suffused with a silk-like luster.    

Lu Yiyao's Adam's apple was barely visible as it rolled.    

"Help me pull it. I can't reach it."    

Lin Ange turned her head away, her back to him.    

The invisible zipper was only half-pulled and stuck. The smooth bones of a butterfly were faintly discernible.    

Lu Yiyao raised his hand and pushed her long hair forward.    

He narrowed his deep eyes and placed his callused fingertip on the lock to examine it closely. Lin Ange was probably a little nervous as her zipper slightly stuck onto the hem of her skirt.    

Her skin and bones glowed like snow in winter.    

Lu Yiyao's fingers, which were covered in a thin cocoon, felt a shiver. The lake in his heart rippled and shook a little.    

He forcefully restrained his emotions and gently opened the stuck spot with his finger. He lightly raised his wrist and pulled it up to the top.    

"Alright."    

Lu Yiyao raised his eyebrows and said warmly.    

"…"    

Lin Ange pushed her hair back from the front of the bed and tugged at it with both hands.    

"How is it?"    

"Does my wife need to be told?"    

Lu Yiyao curled his lips as a proud smile appeared in the bottom of his eyes.    

"Seriously, what do you think?"    

Lin Ange glared at him, the blush still on her cheeks.    

"Very beautiful."    0

Lu Yiyao looked at the faint dimpling of her lips, his black pupils contracted, his thin lips slightly opened as he confirmed.