Chapter 1832: A disgusting woman

Even someone like Lu Huanting felt disgusted.

But now, he had to use this disgusting feeling to delay time.

Sure enough, hearing Lu Huanting's words, Lu Aitong's slender eyes flashed.

As her eyes rolled around, she leaned on Lu Huanting with a wink, her soft hand gently pressed against his chest, and exhaled like a lantern: "Dad, are you caring about me when you say these words? But I remember that you have already It's not my father..."

She pursed her lips and smiled charmingly.

"Or...you also have a different affection for me, eh?"

As before, Lu Aitong took the initiative to wrap her arms around Lu Huanting's waist and pressed her face to his chest.

Lu Huanting resisted the rolling disgust and hugged her back, "After all, you are the child I watched grow up and took care of in the palm of my hand. You know, I loved your mother very much at the beginning, and I hated her betrayal even more because of love. . However, all this has nothing to do with you, to be precise, you are also a victim..."

"Shh, don't say any more..." Lu Aitong's eyes flashed with tears.

God knows how long she waited for this day.

Seeing Lu Huanting and Lu Aitong hugging each other, Xinluo immediately covered Youyou's eyes.

She didn't know what Lu Huanting was trying to do when he suddenly appeared, and she didn't know why he was so disgusting with Lu Aitong.

But no matter what, Lu Huanting's appearance bought her time and took a breath.

Although the feelings between the 'father and daughter' are so disgusting that Xinluo wants to vomit.

But now, she wished the two of them could hug for a while longer.

Except for Xinluo, the colors on the faces of the people present were just as colorful, so wonderful.

Especially Sun Ruicheng, if he hadn't relied on Lu Aitong to thread the needle for him at the presidential palace, he would really like to slap Lu Aitong in the face.

He knew that this daughter, Shui A, Yang A flower, was a mess.

But she didn't expect that she would actually have such a dirty feeling for the old bastard Lu Huanting.

Lu Aitong doesn't care what other people think, she always only cares about herself and will do anything to achieve her goals.

After hugging for a while, I relived the embrace of 'father'.

She raised her head and looked at Lu Huanting with the eyes she thought were the most seductive and charming.

"Dad, can you kiss me? I have loved you for many years, and I have always hoped that I could be held in your arms and kissed fiercely."

At the end, he added, "Just like when you kissed your mother back then."

vomit--

As soon as these words came out, there were signs of nausea in the hearts of many people present.

Xinluo now not only has to cover Youyou's eyes, but also has to cover his ears with great effort.

Lu Aitong, no, it should be Sun Aitong.

Sun Aitong is simply not human, even if she has no blood relationship with Lu Huanting.

But over the past few decades, she has always been Lu Huanting's biological daughter, whether in Lu Huanting's eyes or in the eyes of others.

It is such a biological daughter who has coveted her father for many years.

To be honest, at this moment, Xinluo couldn't help feeling sympathy for Lu Huanting.

Lu Huanting, who was hugged by Sun Aitong, stiffened instantly.

He came out, just temporarily with Sun Aitong and Wei She, trying to delay time.

He was even prepared to be humiliated and beaten by Sun Ruicheng.

But in any case, he never thought that what he was facing would be such a situation.

"Dad?" Sun Aitong's charming voice contained anxiety and urging.