Fang Changhao was also at home during the day, and he was sitting on the sofa watching TV at the moment, and when he saw him coming back, he took a look.

Fang Yahui, who heard the voice, walked out of the bedroom, "Back?" ”

Fang Chenchu frowned, looking at the two people who should have stayed at work at this time, and the doubts in his heart became even greater.

"Well, why don't you have to go to work today?"

Fang Yahui glanced at Fang Changhao, and saw that he didn't look like he wanted to explain, so she had to open her mouth, "Xiao Chu, your father called you back, and there is indeed a big thing to say." ”

The family of three sat together again, discussing a matter with a serious face, when was the last time?

Fang Chenchu thought about it, that time was four years ago, Fang Changhao was going to go to other places to develop, and not long after the discussion at that time, he left with his bag.

Since then, she has only been able to come back for a few days a year, but the living conditions at home are really much better, but Fang Yahui has often been stunned since then.

Fang Changhao felt that his son's eyes were looking at him again, he raised his head to look at the past, and saw Fang Chenchu lowering his head again.

What are you thinking about this little rabbit!

Fang Yahui pondered for a long time, and didn't get to the point, Fang Changhao silently handed her an empty teacup and asked her to go to the kitchen.

Fang Yahui looked at her son, but still stood up, giving the father and son a space to be alone.

As soon as Fang Yahui left, Fang Chenchu raised her head, "You're going to leave again?" ”

Fang Changhao, who hadn't spoken yet, shook his hand, and smiled when he heard the chill in his son's words, he was still too young.

"Yes, my company also knows, now that it is bigger, I have to pass."

Fang Chenchu's hands were clenched, looking at the ground silently, just when he was about to explode, Fang Changhao spoke again, "I forgot to tell you, this time I didn't go alone." ”

Fang Chenchu looked over in surprise, and through the smile on his face, he turned his head to look at the busy figure in the kitchen, remembering her incoherent appearance just now, and probably understood something.

Fang Changhao raised his eyebrows, he was not surprised by his son's reaction, he was just a little curious, why he only thought that he would take Yahui away, instead of their whole family.

"Because I'm not going to go." Fang Chenchu replied.

The two looked at each other, and for a while, Fang Changhao looked away, shook his head and sighed, "Your mother guessed right, if you don't leave, you won't leave." ”

The two chatted about some follow-up words, Fang Chenchu had nothing to say, only one sentence, let him take care of Fang Yahui, and the angry Fang Changhao almost kicked over.

Dead boy, when will it be my wife's turn to educate me about it.

"Take care of yourself, the hair hasn't grown, so you want to fly......"

Regarding his agitation method, Fang Chenchu said that he couldn't hear it, took the tea handed to him by Fang Yahui, took a sip and put it on the table.

"That's my tea!"

Fang Changhao really wanted to kick it over now, and in the end, in Fang Yahui's threatening sight, he could only retract his foot stupidly.

"Mom, when are you leaving?"

Fang Yahui thought for a while, "Next Friday, when you are still in class at that time, don't come to send it." ”

Fang Chenchu nodded, not saying anything.

On the weekend, Song Song still didn't succeed in staying with Fang Chenchu and playing games to get to know each other

Because in the class group, the English teacher temporarily assigned new homework, so she had to stay at home and swim in the ocean of knowledge with Fang Chenchu.

Looking at the two English essays in front of him, Song Song inevitably became depressed.

The English teacher in Class 3 is toxic, has long essays, and is more interesting......

It's fine if she usually arranges it early, but she arranges it on the weekend, the key is that Song Song still woke up naturally from sleep, and now it's twelve forty o'clock, plus the time to brush her teeth, wash your face and eat, it's not enough to do anything.

What's more, they're back to school before 5 p.m.!

Two long English essays, this is not Song Song's life.

If it was assigned to her in the first year of junior high school, then she might still be able to write it, after all, she still remembered a little bit of the previous college knowledge at that time, and now it has long been forgotten, but it is really sad.

Song Song unconsciously put the light of hope on Fang Chenchu on the side, looked at the original Harry Potter book in his hand, and couldn't help but pout, the big guy is the big guy.

No matter how careful Song Song's slowly approaching movements were, Fang Chenchu was not unconscious, and slapped away her hand around his waist, and his face did not change his color.

"Can you just write one for me?" Song Song was unwilling, rubbing back and forth on his back, trying to arouse his conscience with beauty.

However, Fang Chenchu, "Sit down and write it yourself." ”

Song Song sat back in his seat, biting his fingernails and looking at his expression.

No, I've lost my size?

Song Song looked at his not very big breasts, well, at least he is still qualified, right?

Why did Fang Chenchu look unmoved?

Song Song was depressed, she lost her allure in her boyfriend's eyes, her eyes slid down, and just as she wanted to sigh, she saw a place where his honey was raised.

Song Song blinked, trying to widen his eyes and see more clearly.

Tsk, this is definitely not a trace of a pleat in the pants, so ...... Song Song smiled, pounced on it, stretched his hand down, and touched something.

"Fatty, I'm almost going to cry."

Fang Chenchu was unmoved, turned his body and turned his back to her.

Song Song also changed his posture and followed him, anyway, he didn't let go, if it weren't for the heat and hardness under his hand becoming more and more obvious, she would have to give Fang Chenchu a thumbs up, pretending to be a real image.

"Can you help me?" As he spoke, he exerted his strength under his hand.

Fang Chenchu couldn't hold back, he gasped roughly, and Song Song, who heard the voice, worked harder under his hands, and within a few clicks, Fang Chenchu raised his head and glared.

It's a pity that Song Song is not afraid of him.

"Write it yourself, be obedient."

Song Song pursed his lips, stepped forward and kissed him on the lips, and when he wanted to continue, he retreated and deliberately hung him.

Fang Chenchu rubbed his beating temples, took a deep breath, pulled Song Song and pressed him in his arms and kissed him fiercely for a moment before stopping.

"Help me write one?" Song Song looked like he had eaten honey secretly, let him hold him, and coquettishly behaved.

Fang Chenchu smiled, her handsome face was right in front of her, even Song Song, who had been watching it for a long time, still missed a beat in her heart, and she was fascinated.

"Write it yourself."

Song Song's smile is gone, go your sister's fascination, it's the devil, right? "But you've kissed me!"

"So what, you're my girlfriend, shouldn't I kiss you?" Fang Chenchu didn't care, and continued to take Harry Potter to watch with relish.

“……”

Song Song was speechless again, the fire in his heart, there was nowhere to release.

Her eyes rolled, and she thought of it evilly.

The book was held by Fang Chenchu, which happened to block his view from looking down, and he could only see Song Song move, but he couldn't see what he was doing.

After waiting for a while, he didn't see her move, Fang Chenchu raised the corners of his lips and gave up.