Chapter Seventy-Two His Children Are Freaks

Qin Huan tossed for more than seven hours before giving birth to a pair of children, and in the end he was really tired and out of strength, so he fell asleep directly, and he slept for a day and a night. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Hair"

When he got up again, Qin Huan opened his eyes and saw Fu Chengjue sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Awake?"

Fu Chengjue's voice was very soft, the corners of his lips were hooked, and his handsome face had a gentle smile.

Qin Huan was a little weak, moved his throat, and then said, "What about the child?" ”

Fu Chengjue said, "Don't worry, the child is fine, it's all in the nursery room, Dad and Mom went to see it." ”

Qin Huan moved his mouth and said loudly, "Have you seen it?" Does the boy look like you? ”

Fu Chengjue smiled lightly and said, "Do you want to hear the truth or lie?" ”

Qin Huan's eyes showed a hint of confusion, Fu Chengjue didn't tease her anymore, and said directly, "You often say that Arnold looks exactly like me except for his eyes like you, but Qinggu is like you except for his eyes like me, if he grows up, he will really fascinate thousands of girls." ”

Qin Huan couldn't help laughing, and then said, "What about Qingyi?" ”

Fu Chengjue said, "Qingjiao...... Her face looks a lot like you, and the rest really doesn't look like us. ”

Qin Huan said, "How can our children not look like us? ”

Fu Chengjue said, "Anyway, you can rest assured, the children of the two of us, even if they pick on our shortcomings, it will definitely not be ugly." ”

Qin Huan glanced at Fu Chengjue, Fu Chengjue sat on the edge of the bed, he slowly leaned down, dropped a kiss on Qin Huan's forehead, and then said softly, "Wife, thank you." "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Fa"

Qin Huan's tired body was instantly warmed, she hooked the corners of her lips, and said with a light smile, "Chengjue, as long as it is what you want, I can give it, I will give it to you without reservation." ”

Fu Chengjue stretched out his hand to hug Qin Huan, buried his head beside her side of his face, and said loudly, "Wife, from now on, everything I have, including my life, is yours." ”

Qin Huan raised his somewhat heavy arms, hugged Fu Chengjue's back, and said, "Me and you, as well as Mom and Dad, Arnold, Qinggu, Qingji, we will all be happy for the rest of our lives." ”

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It is said that grandpa and grandma love the eldest grandson, and father and mother love the youngest son, this rule is also difficult to break in the Fu family, five years have passed in a blink of an eye, Arnold is ten years old, and has grown into a handsome young master with a personable demeanor, because he looks like Fu Chengjue, and his mouth is very sweet, so he has been held in the palm of his hand by all elders and uncles since he was a child.

Ye Rongzhen got married a few years ago, and a supermodel who looked like Qin Huan, when they got married, they invited Fu Chengjue and Qin Huan, and also handpicked Arnold to be a flower girl.

Ye Rongzhen's feelings for Arnold are too deep, so that Arnold spends a few months of the year in Taiwan, if it was in the past, Fu Chengjue must not have been able to stand it, but now he is getting older and older, and he is looking at things more and more calmly, and secondly, he has a pair of more energetic and grinding dragon and phoenix fetuses, Fu Qinggu and Fu Qingji.

Fu Qinggu and Fu Qinggu were born a few minutes apart, because of the deep-rooted idea of adults, the first to be born is the elder brother, so they have always called Fu Qinggu as an elder brother, but as the two children grow older, everyone also finds more and more that their personalities are very different from Arnold, Arnold is an angel, and they ...... It's the devil in the heart.

Fu Qinggu has been silent since he was a child, and his silence almost made the Fu family think that he was autistic or autistic, but the doctor told them with certainty that Fu Qinggu was just a personality reason, so Qin Huan and Fu Chengjue were annoyed for a long time, Qin Huan was always in a good mood when she was pregnant with them, how could the child born be silent?

On the other hand, Fu Qingjiao is excessively noisy, most of the time in the twenty-four hours a day is spent in all kinds of crazy troubles, the Fu family hired three nannies to watch her, but she was still made to give up the sky-high salary, and she also had to resign.

Qin Huan originally liked her daughter more, but Fu Qingjiao was too noisy, so much so that Qin Huan couldn't stand it, and even later, as soon as Qin Huan heard Fu Qingjiao's name, he instinctively panicked.

Fu Jiayi and Han Yunlin also prefer Arnold, every time Arnold goes to Taiwan to find Ye Rongzhen, the two old men keep talking, "Hey, how long will Arnold come back this time?" ”

At this time, Fu Qingjiao, who is dressed in a cute outfit, will appear, holding the hair of the SD doll with one hand, dragging the tail of the toy dog with the other, and said in a childish voice, "Grandpa, grandma, why do you always miss your brother?" Isn't it good to play with Qingjiao? ”

Fu Jiayi smiled embarrassedly, and said loudly, "Cough, good girl, grandpa is going to the company, and I'll talk about it when I come back." ”

Fu Jiayi stood up and left the Fu family as if he was fleeing.

Fu Qingjiao came to Han Yunlin's side with her calves, and was about to lie on the sofa, Han Yunlin raised her hand and took it, Fu Qinglin threw down the things in her hand, grabbed the lace silk flower on Han Yunlin's chest, pulled it hard, tore it, and the lace was torn apart.

Seeing this, the nanny didn't go up, nor did she stand still, so she could only bow her head.

Fu Qingjiao dragged the fabric on Han Yunlin's chest and climbed onto the sofa, but she didn't forget to breathe a sigh of relief, and said loudly, "Grandma, isn't Qingjiao very powerful?" ”

The corners of Han Yunlin's eyes twitched, and she raised her eyes to look at the nanny, and she said loudly, "Look at Qingyi, I'll go upstairs to change my clothes." ”

When Fu Chengjue came to Fu Qinggu's room, Fu Qinggu was wearing ripped jeans and a black T-shirt, sitting on the wool carpet on the wooden floor, in a daze.

This child has been like this since he was a child, he doesn't cry or make trouble, and he is quiet and scary.

Fu Chengjue walked over, sat down on the carpet, and then said cautiously, "Son, what are you doing?" ”

Fu Chengjue likes Fu Qinggu very much, firstly, he grew up watching it since he was a child, and secondly, it is Fu Qinggu's character that makes Fu Chengjue feel distressed.

Fu Qinggu lowered his gaze slightly, his long black eyelashes were like the half wings of a black angel, which was particularly beautiful, and he pursed his round lips without making a sound.

Because of the high problem, Fu Chengjue could only lie down, then raised his eyes to look at Fu Qinggu's expression, and said loudly, "Son, listen to the nanny, you don't like them to follow you, tell Dady, why?" ”

Fu Qinggu was still silent.

Fu Chengjue sighed secretly, moved his legs slightly, the things in his trouser pocket hiccuped him, Fu Chengjue reached out to touch it, and then took out a very delicate Swiss dagger, he likes my scimitar, a while ago Jing Dongnan went to Switzerland with his wife Han Xiyun to play, and when he saw a good knife, he brought it back to him.

Fu Chengjue held the knife and found that Fu Qinggu turned his head sideways, and his eyes fell on the knife in his hand.

Fu Qinggu was actually able to arouse his interest in something, Fu Chengjue couldn't help but say happily, "Son, do you like this?" ”

Fu Chengjue put the dagger in his hand forward as if offering a treasure, and Fu Qinggu stretched out his small hand and covered the scabbard of the Swiss Army knife engraved with intricate patterns.

Fu Chengjue said happily, "Son, tell Dady, do you like this?" ”

"Yes."

Fu Qinggu nodded unprecedentedly.

Fu Chengjue immediately said, "Son, is it okay for Dady to teach you to play with knives?" ”

Fu Qinggu said, "Okay." ”

Fu Chengjue can't use words to describe the happy mood at this moment, for five years, Fu Qinggu has spoken no more than twenty times a day, and every time there are a few words, he has always been worried that his son has something wrong, and now it can be regarded as good.