Fu Nianjun prepared a car to go out, to see Sisi. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the past few days, because of Wei's death, Chunfeng Building has been stained with great bad luck, so the bustard's mother made up her mind to close down for a period of time, redecorate the courtyard and house inside and out, and reopen it on a good day.

Therefore, Sisi is empty.

Although the result has not yet fallen, Xun Le's father and son were discredited, Xun Le was released by the dismissed officials, and Xun Zhongfu was robbed of his fame, which is almost a sure thing.

Of course, Sisi is in a good mood.

A snow before the shame, raised eyebrows.

So......

A little carried away.

Fortunately, with Ah Qing as the middleman, she would not let Sisi run to find Fu Nianjun by herself, and even her would be exposed to her whereabouts.

If it weren't for Ah Qing's appearance, how would Fu Nianjun dare to come to see her, who knows if her side is clean.

Fu Nianjun felt a little headache when she thought about it, in vain she still boasted how smart she was in front of Fu Kun and Fu Yuan's father and son, she became naïve and naïve when she was happy, and she really didn't need others to probe at all.

The place where Sisi asked Fu Nianjun to meet was not in the brothel Recording Alley, but it was not far away.

This is a busy city, because there are many people, and the traces of the two of them can also be annihilated by the crowd.

"Lady, that's the car in our house!"

As soon as Fang Zhufu got out of the car, he pointed to a light bullock cart across the street.

The little calf was still wagging its tail in boredom, as if he was waiting impatiently, and the coachman nodded yes, this little calf was familiar to him.

Next to the calf cart is a jewelry store.

"Long, long, long......"

A gentle female voice came from inside the shop, and a woman walked slowly out of the jewelry store, and when she saw that there was no one beside the ox cart, she called out anxiously.

Yilan and Fangzhu were both slightly stunned.

The woman did not wear a hat, and when she raised her head, it was a soft but old face, and the corners of her eyes had fine lines.

Ordinary women of her age, some of whom have family backgrounds, love to wipe the layers of powder and rouge on their faces, which is inevitably a little scary when viewed from a distance.

The woman didn't seem to care about her looks, she was dressed properly, but her face was clean.

The beauty is aging, but some of the charm is not reduced.

"It's not ...... Aunt Asayu?"

Fangzhu muttered.

It's Aunt Qianyu, who didn't even think about it in the Fu family in the past, but recently she has gradually become the director of the house.

The light jade girl on the opposite side was anxious, and she didn't notice the few servants of the Fu Nian monarch who were observing her here.

Fu Nianjun's eyes swept over her figure as if she had given birth to a child, but revealed a little appreciation.

I heard that she grew up with Mrs. Mei and Da Yao since she was a child, not only in appearance, but also in style.

Fu Nianjun naturally wanted to see some of the shadow of the Dafang clan from her.

"That's long, isn't it the thirteen ladies?"

Yilan and Fangzhu bit their ears quietly.

Fu Nianjun still heard it, and hurriedly ordered, "Go and find it for Aunt Qianyu." ”

So several of her subordinates also followed Qianyu and shouted in the street.

The light jade on the opposite side was stunned and looked here.

When she saw Fu Nianjun, she couldn't help but tremble, and her face was a little flustered.

Fu Nianjun hooked the corners of her mouth, could it be that her predecessor had bullied even this mother and daughter who had nothing to rely on?

Qianyu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the foot under the skirt was not extended, and she seemed to be a little timid.

Fu Nianjun couldn't help but sigh when he saw it.

So who said that her style is very similar to the Da Yao family?

After all, she was shackled by her aunt's identity, and she looked at Fu Nianjun's eyes, still with a strong sense of awe and timidity for the slave to her master.

Fu Nianjun smiled and nodded at her, signaling that she didn't have to mind.

Without shouting twice, Fu Nianjun heard a sudden burst of childish laughter behind her, and it turned out that there was a path behind her oxcart that was not allowed to pass through the frame.

At this time, a young man in brocade clothes was slowly walking out with a child in his arms.

The child was still holding a wave drum in his hand and shaking it, a small face was cute and cute, his eyes were crooked like a crescent moon with a smile, and a small mouth seemed to be chewing something hard.

"Wandering!"

Qianyu was so startled that she was about to rush over, and at this time, a large cart carrying goods happened to rush to the street, and there were many people here, and it was very easy to bump into it.

Fortunately, the reckless Qianyu was grabbed by a servant woman behind her to avoid being hit by a car.

As a result, her pace is naturally slow.

Fu Nianjun was closer to Manman, but she was not staring at the child's cute smiling face at this time.

It's the teenager who hugged her.

The young man's eyebrows were beautiful, green and red lips, as bright as a peach and plum, he was a little more beautiful than a woman, and at this time he was looking down at the child in his arms, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he couldn't take his eyes off the woman who was holding a basket to sift grain in the shop next to him.

It was Qi Zhaoruo who had not been seen for a long time.

Fu Nianjun pursed his lips.

He's finally out......

Maybe it was because his expression was extremely soft and kind, and Fu Nianjun had the fear that came from his heart when he saw him again.

Zhou Shaomin and Qi Zhaoruo, in her eyes, gradually merged into one person.

Of course, Zhou Shaomin was also very good-looking in the past, but his eagle-like sharp eyes, thin and shaved face, and extremely thin lips all made Fu Nianjun feel that this person was shrouded in a layer of intimidating gloom all year round.

On the contrary, Qi Zhaoruo's face seems to be more suitable for him.

Only Zhou Shaomin's momentum can make his original male and female face, with a rich fat face, still reveal a bit of masculinity.

Qi Zhaoruo seemed to feel the gaze staring at him, and suddenly turned his head to look at Fu Nianjun.

Under the sun, he met the woman who had impressed him the first time.

He remembered her at a glance and couldn't tell why.

The second lady of the Fu family.

The commotion of the street seemed to be quiet at this moment, and he felt as if he had seen this figure somewhere.

Not on the brightly lit bridge on the night of Shangyuan, as if it was a long time ago......

He was holding the long man, but now he giggled and pulled his hair with his little hands.

Qi Zhaoruo pulled back to his senses in pain.

"Brother, brother, give me ......"

Manman is only five or six years old, and she can speak neatly, but she doesn't seem to like to speak very clearly.

Qi Zhaoruo bared his teeth, revealing an expression that Fu Nianjun felt that he might not have brought out of his mother's womb at all.

"This is my hair, I can't just give it to you. ”

He smiled slightly, let go obediently, and smiled even more happily.

And Aunt Qianyu across the street was about to pass out.

How could her daughter be held in the hands of such a strange teenager, and so intimate, this child has always been very afraid of life!

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finally released Xiao Qi, hey suffocated him.