"Junjun, don't mess around. Get up quickly. The ground is very dirty."
"Mommy, I'm going to wipe out all the bad guys. Let's see who dares to bully my mommy in the future." Junjun got up from the ground and ran to Fu Hong's side domineeringly, "Daddy, look at this...
My uncle bought me the gun, and he said he would give me a real machine gun as a gift once I got the gun accurate."
Fu Hong took off the hat on his head: "Let's play for a while, little traitor, he even dares to kill his own father."
Xiaojunjun didn't take it seriously, snatched his hat and put it on seriously.
"I will definitely become a sharpshooter!"
"Being a sharpshooter is just a butcher, and you can't become a great person. A truly powerful person relies on his brains, not his skills."
"I must have the smartest brain. Who gave me the good genes? Daddy, you are so smart. Then I am your son. I must be better than others. Daddy, you don't have to worry about it. You'd better be good.
Recuperate. I want to be a sharpshooter first, otherwise I will end up in the hospital with a bad body like you, and my brain will not be able to use my body well, da da da da da..."
Xiaojunjun took the gun and fired wildly. He jumped up excitedly and bloodyly, aimed at the other three men except Mommy, and fired repeatedly.
His words made Fu Hong so angry that he almost rushed off the bed and grabbed him.
You bastard, you actually said that I'm not good enough.
"Hahahaha, good job Junjun, follow Uncle Chang from now on, Uncle Chang will protect you." Chang Mian laughed so hard that he leaned forward and backward.
Two bottles of water were lost for more than two hours.
Fu Hongfei wanted to go back to the company, but was forced to go home by Ziyang. He drank some porridge and was forced to lie down on the bed and sleep.
The premise is that Ziyang has to be his pillow.
After Ziyang reluctantly agreed, she found that a certain man was so excited that he hugged her and rolled around on the big bed, then pressed her whole body into his chest and secretly smiled, so lively that some parts of his body were erect.
Got up.
"Yangyang, I have something to tell you."
Lying on the bed with his beloved woman in his arms, Fu Hong pecked her lips. "In a few days, I will take you to meet my parents. We also need to prepare for our wedding. What do you have in terms of betrothal gift?"
Whatever you ask for, I will satisfy you."
"Isn't it too soon? I'm not ready. Besides, didn't we agree to fall in love first?"
"There is no conflict between falling in love and preparing for the wedding. They can be done at the same time. What do you think? We have already obtained the certificate, and there is a lot of rumors outside. If I don't give you a formal wedding, people will gossip about you, and so will your father.
It would be a loss of face." Fu Hong curled his lips slightly: "Besides, I also want to let my parents see you as soon as possible. Don't worry, they are both very easy to get along with, so you don't have to have any psychological burden."
"But..." Ziyang pursed her lips, as if that was indeed the case, "Then, I'll listen to you. I'll see my father-in-law and mother-in-law first, but Honghong, can you please stop leaning against me, it's very uncomfortable..."
The more she spoke, the softer her voice became. In the end, her voice was quieter than a mosquito.
The hard thing pressed against her, making her whole body stiff, and she didn't dare to move for fear of setting him on fire.
Fu Hong immediately laughed, raised his eyebrows high, and whispered in her ear: "That's a sign of his love for you. There's nothing I can do about it. Yang Yang, I don't smoke or gamble. If even a normal man
If you don't have the passion you should have, then you will really feel uncomfortable."