Seeing Fu Chengyu's posture, Rong Juan couldn't help laughing and asked: "What's going on with you?"
"It's nothing." Fu Chengyu, who has always had a calm temperament, now showed rare anxiety, "I'll lend it to my children and I'll return it to you after use."
"Can the child be borrowed?" Rong Heng said in surprise, "I know you are here to borrow the child, but if you don't know, you think you are here to steal the child!"
"Don't tell me this." Fu Chengyu said, "Just say whether to borrow it or not? Where are the big and small treasures?"
As Rong Juan walked downstairs, he spread his hands and said, "It's not that I won't lend it to you. The main reason is that my parents took it out to play. If you want to borrow it, just call them and borrow it."
After Fu Chengyu heard this, after a slight pause, the breath he was holding suddenly fell away.
He sat down on the sofa all of a sudden. He had no posture or manners, and he didn't even bother to straighten his long legs. He slumped there and said, "Forget it then. Your parents can't bear to have those two precious babies. They turned around and led their children to follow
I went together, and when my mother saw her, wouldn’t she be even more jealous?"
Upstairs, Rong Heng couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Your idea is too bad. Your mother wants to hold a grandson, not someone else's grandson. Even if the big baby and the little baby are lent to you, there are still
What’s it for?”
Hearing this, Fu Chengyu slowly raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly.
Rong Heng shrugged his shoulders and shut his mouth knowingly.
"Where is your little wife?" Rong Juan asked curiously.
Some time ago, this guy was leading his little wife through the market all day long, and he was so proud. Now that Mrs. Fu wants to have a grandson, he doesn't go to his little wife, but comes here to borrow the child. What kind of operation is this?
The anxiety between Fu Chengyu's brows deepened instantly.
Seeing this, Rong Heng took the initiative and said, "His little wife is currently busy with a drama performance in Huai City. She has been away for more than half a month, right? How can she have any free time to talk to him?"
Hearing this, Fu Chengyu raised his eyes and glared at him again.
So Rong Heng once again consciously sealed his mouth.
Rong Juan wanted to laugh, but he restrained himself from laughing, but he couldn't help but made some noises, which successfully attracted Fu Chengyu's eyes.
Just as Rong Juan was about to explain, Fu Chengyu's cell phone suddenly rang.
So Rong Juan saw with his own eyes that Fu Chengyu looked like he was about to collapse, but when he saw the caller ID, he instantly turned into a surprise.
He answered the phone almost immediately, and his voice instantly returned to normal, even gentler and gentler than usual, "Why, aren't you busy?"
On the other end of the phone, Qing'er responded, and then asked: "Are you free later?"
"Yes." Fu Chengyu said immediately, "What's wrong?"
"Come pick me up at the airport." Qing'er said.
So the person who was sitting on the sofa one second had stood up and headed straight for the door the next second.
The remaining two Rong brothers looked at me and I looked at you, and in the end they could only shrug helplessly.
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More than two hours later, Fu Chengyu met Gu Qing'er directly under the ramp of the plane.
He hadn't seen her in person for more than half a month. When he saw her, he felt that she seemed to have lost a lot of weight. He couldn't help but pull her into his arms. He looked at her carefully for a moment, then frowned and said, "Why have you lost so much weight?"
?”
Gu Qing'er's expression was indeed not very good. After seeing Fu Chengyu, for some reason, she couldn't help but glare at him.
Fu Chengyu didn't seem to notice, he just stretched out his hand and hugged the person in his arms again and again.