C8 Little Troublemaker

At that moment, Lu Mingchen had an obvious feeling!

This reaction made him very uncomfortable.

He actually had a physiological reaction towards a little girl? Furthermore, this little girl was his...

"Little Troublemaker!"

He took the shower and poured it on Xicheng's head without any pity.

"Cough, cough -"

Xicheng choked on the water a few times, causing her to cough non-stop. "No! Not comfortable! Don't be like this..."

Hearing her delicate cries, he could not help but curse in his heart. However, he had to admit that this lass's series of tender cries had saved him a lot of trouble.

Because, there was still that woman who was unwilling to leave sitting outside the door!

He squatted down opposite Xicheng.

Zhong Mo's eyes focused on her childish little face. His cold fingers poked her forehead, causing the little fellow's entire body to sway back.

"Shen Xicheng, what are you doing? You can't live a good life abroad, yet you came back to hide in a wolf's den?"

Yes! This young girl was actually an old acquaintance of his.

Shen Xicheng was the youngest daughter of his big brother Lu Mingchen, Shen Ao!

Shen Ao was the eldest son adopted by his father, Lu Jili. When the little girl was three years old, their husband and wife moved to America because of their busy business. During that time, he had only seen this little girl once.

At that time, this girl was only seven years old!

Moreover, the reason why he remembered her so clearly was because he was caught red-handed by the little girl when he was kissing Yunchu.

Yunchu...

Ah! When he thought of this gentle name, Lu Mingchen could not help but feel a dull pain in his heart.

"Shen Xicheng, could it be that you are the natural enemy of me, Lu Mingchen?"

In the future, not only did he have to guard against the group of people outside, he also had to be responsible for watching this troublesome person. Lu Mingchen felt that his good days as a spy were about to come to an end!

The flower spray in his hand drifted towards her white and tender chest. Lu Mingchen did not dare to wash her too carefully. He just casually washed her and it was all over.

However, the feeling of the girl in the water had not faded yet. Just as Lu Mingchen was about to pull his hand back, he suddenly felt that his arms were wet. The little thing in the bathtub suddenly scuttled out and hugged him firmly.

The pink and tender lips swiftly pecked his sexy thin lips, impartially...

His deep eyes instantly sunk a little.

Before he could even push it away, he felt the sandalwood in his mouth heat up, and a fresh and fragrant scent invaded his mouth...

This belonged to...

Furthermore, it was a kind of tender taste that men could not resist...