Midnight.

Fu Pei came out of the room, went outside, and ran around the river.

He had nowhere to get his dryness, and he ran for more than a dozen laps as if he was dead, and he didn't stop until his physical strength was exhausted.

He sat on the lawn by the river, his clothes wrinkled by the wind, and the hot sweat rolled down his forehead, running down his cheekbones and under his collarbone.

The shirt behind the boy's broad shoulders was also soaked with sweat, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

Fu Pei calmed his breath for a while, and then came back to his senses from the absurdity of the paternity test.

He had never been so overwhelmed as he was today, so overwhelmed that he even lost the ability to think.

He suddenly remembered that when he saw Fu Ting for the first time, the little girl suddenly broke into his world, hugged him and said: I am your own daughter Fu Ting, the kind that was born to you!

Fu Pei raised his chin, and his eyes suddenly flashed sour.

He always felt that Fu Ting was hit hard by the death of his parents, so he would regard him as his father.

But until the truth was in front of him, it turned out that Fu Xiaoting was not a fool, her father was not dead, and the grave grass was not as tall as him, so there was no grave at all, and he was really stupid.

Fu Xiaoting is really his daughter.

Fu Pei is like stepping on the clouds, Fu Ting's existence is a beam of light to him, she is like a warm sun rolled into his dark and muddy world, sweeping away all the haze for him.

Everyone is afraid of him, only she says that she wants to protect him, she will shed tears of distress because others bully him, and she will firmly believe in him when he is slandered by the whole world......

At all times, she always looked at him with those clean and clear eyes.

No one had ever looked at him like this, almost melted one of his hearts, and could give him half his life.

It was she who made him eat the first candy in his life and taste the sweetness.

Such a good little fool, worthy of giving her the little fools of the whole world.

And how can he be such a terrible person, how can he be worthy of this blessing to be her father.

He was jealous of his parents who could give birth to such a good girl as a little fool before, and was angry that the little fool's father treated her badly, and scolded the little fool's father three times and twice for being a brute......

Fu Pei's Adam's apple slid hard, and when he thought of it before, Fu Ting asked him sadly: Did you never believe what I said, you are really my father?

Along the way, the little girl always followed him, enviously calling him Daddy, she was a Daddy with sincere love.

And he thought she was stupid, and he never took it to heart once.

My heart felt like it had been cut open by a sharp knife, and it throbbed.

But Fu Pei uncontrollably curled the corners of his lips, and a low laugh of pleasure came out of his throat.

Now that I think about it, in the past few months, he has heard the only correct thing about Fu.

It turned out to be.

Fu Pei pressed the tip of his tongue against his back molars, and his voice was hoarse, "Fu Pei, you are indeed a brute." ”

*

When the first rays of sunlight came in in the morning, Fu Ting, who was huddled in the quilt, opened his eyes and met a pair of dark and deep eyes.

The boy sat on the edge of her bed, his face visibly tired, but his eyes were very bright, as if there was a whirlpool in it, trying to attract her.

"Daddy?" Fu Ting raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, the whole person was dumb and cute, and he was very obedient.

Fu Pei didn't sleep last night, his eyes were stained with a lot of red bloodshots, he lowered his eyes and stared at her directly, and there was a hazy flirtation in the blink of an eye.

"Fu Xiaolisten."

The boy's voice was hoarse, with some strong emotion, "I want to hug you." ”