Jiang Yan squeezed his mobile phone tightly, and his voice was thin and soft, "Third brother, don't you think it's good-looking?" ”

The other side was silent for a few seconds, and a gentle and smiling voice came, "Very good, since the last time you sent me the design drawing, in just half a month, you have made rapid progress, your design, if you take it to participate in the design award, you will definitely get the first place." ”

How powerful is this blueprint?

The person who lost this design will definitely be in a hurry to find it!

Jiang Yan suddenly panicked, his heart beat fast, and he tried to maintain his calmness, "But I don't think this design is good enough, third brother, change it for me." ”

"It's already perfect, and if you change it, you can only change the details." Fu Qingji chuckled, a little surprised, "But I think that the stroke of your design is a bit like T, and you are very endowed to learn her essence." ”

T's design is full of tricks and has no fixed style, so even if Fu Qingji is a fan of T, he can't tell who the real designer of the design is.

Jiang Yan smiled embarrassedly, in a really cute tone, "Thank you third brother for the compliment, I will continue to work hard." ”

*

Fu Pei led Fu Ting to the private apartment assigned to him by Star Making.

Entering the house, Fu Pei cooked a bowl of wontons for her, Fu Ting lowered her head and ate slowly, and when she finished eating, Fu Pei said to her seriously, "Fu Ting, no matter who it is in the future, you can't be wronged, do you know?" ”

Fu Ting pursed his lips and looked at him obediently, "Dad, I think Grandma's is reasonable, you will get married in the future, what if your wife doesn't understand me?" ”

"I'm gone, I'm not going to get married." Fu Pei grimaced, and suddenly glared at her fiercely, "So you'd better not think nonsense, if you dare to disown Lao Tzu-"

Fu Ting seemed to be frightened, his wet eyes widened slightly, and he looked at him timidly.

Exercise.

How the is this going on?

The young man's lips straightened violently, and the cruel words were all on his lips, and finally the fierce voice came to the sentence,

"Lao Tzu will die in front of you!"

Fu reflexively shrunk his neck, and his white soft hand grabbed his cuffs, soft and glutinous, "But Dad, you really won't have any more children?" ”

Fu Pei's fingertips reached over and pinched the tip of her nose, the sea of clouds in her pupils was surging, and it looked even more dark and sharp, and her voice was low and scratchy, "It's enough to have Fu listen to one child." ”

Fu Ting's eyebrows were amused, his head rested on Fu Pei's arm, and he said crisply, "Dad, you are so good." ”

"Daddy is so good." Fu Pei turned his head to look at her, his slightly hoarse voice was breathing, and he got into Fu Ting's cochlea, "Then you scream a few more times." ”

He knew that Fu Tingjin was sad, and even a little frightened, so he didn't do anything, just said in his unique arrogant way, "Dad is in a good mood today, and he will always respond." ”

Idiot.

Don't be afraid, you'll always have a dad.

After Fu Ting called his father many times in one breath, he said, "But Dad, if you have a better child than me in the future, don't you want it?" ”

Fu Pei paused, suddenly took out a piece of candy from his bag, put it in Fu Ting's palm, and laughed dumbly, "You open it and take a look." ”

Fu Ting peeled off the candy wrapper, and inside was her favorite citrus-flavored hard candy, she took out the candy and saw that Fu Pei's handwriting on it had written a sentence.

- Fu Ting is the best.

- If there is a better one than you, I will pretend not to see it.