"Do you want to hug it?"

No!

How can there be a boss who is always hugged by his own beauty!

I don't want the character of the domineering president!

"Don't you really want to hug it?"

Fu Yu brushed away a lock of hair that covered Shi Yun's eyes, bent down and asked again.

"Yes!"

[Shi Yun's slap on the face is really fragrant and smiling. GIF】

-

Behind Shi Yun's back, Fu Yu's arms passed under Shi Yun's children's armpits, and with a slight lift, Shi Yun's feet hung directly in the air, and the young man fluttered his feet twice curiously, and stepped on the last step in the next second.

As soon as he successfully reached the top, Fu Ji took his gentleman's hand, and naturally held Shi Yun with his fingers.

Shi Xiao Satyr did not play his cards according to common sense and expressed his emotion of successfully reaching the top, but regretted it undeadly.

"That's it??? over"

？？？

I haven't felt anything yet, so why is it gone???

Shi Yun looked at Fu Ji holding his hand with a confused expression, his face full of regret.

Don't bully me for reading less!

Where is this holding???

This is obviously a dragonfly point of water!

Today is the king of heaven, Lao Tzu is coming, and this is not a hug!

Swindler!

Sure enough, good-looking men are liars!

A man's mouth deceives the ghost!

"Gone."

Fu Yu gently tapped Shi Yun's little head, which looked regretful and froze in place, only knowing how to stare at his hand stupidly.

"Oh..."

Good horn.

He said cruel words in his heart, and confessed cowardice on his lips.

-

There is a big cardboard hanging on the door of the bedroom, on which is drawn a fierce and cute Q version of the character, wearing a one-piece tiger clothes, with a big "king" written on his forehead, "opening his teeth and dancing claws" to scare others.

But no matter how Shi Yun looks, he feels that he is painting himself......

And it reads: Shi Yun's child's bedroom.

"What is this?"

#时允式死不肯承认事实#

"You."

"That's right, it's Xiao Yun."

“......”

Someone! Pinch people!

Then my dragon's blood!!

I think I can save it again!

Shi Yun pretended to open the door in a deep voice, deciding not to say anything about the childish behavior of his own beauty.

-

As soon as you open the door, the familiar pink color is complemented by other colors, and it looks bright and relaxed.

The reddish-brown floor is polished brightly, or it may have been specially waxed beforehand, or it can even be used as a simple version of the mirror to get a glimpse of the reflected shadows.

In addition to the coffee table, TV and other standard equipment wrapped in anti-collision cotton, there is also a specially divided play area, with a small circle train track, neatly placed building blocks, and a large Doraemon puzzle that has been put together for a third on the floor....

A small tent was set up in the corner for two people, and there were knick-knacks on the table next to it.

It's like a fairy tale paradise for children.

Shi Yun is jumping up and down like a child who has never seen the world, looking here and there, he can't be idle at all, Fu Yun can only follow behind and hook a belt behind the young man's clothes with one of his fingers to ensure that Shi Yun is always within his reach.

The huge bed is soft and elastic, with starlit curtains falling vertically, and the pale pink and pure white veils wrap the whole bed in it, blurry and dreamy, like a dream that cannot be captured.

A fluffy goose-yellow duvet was neatly spread on the bed, and Shi Yun remembered that his bed in the Shi Mansion gradually coincided with the situation in front of him now, but obviously the bed in front of him was more in line with the pursuit of the young man's salted fish paralysis.

"Brother, all the decorations here don't fit your personality!"

Shi Yun tries to disguise himself as a detective.

"The small bridge and flowing water in the outermost circle are in line with your temperament, and you don't eat the fireworks of the world."

"Why is it so like raising a child here!"

Is the beauty going to carry my milk child on her back!

Fu Ji generally doesn't laugh unless...

I can't help it....

Fu Ji bent down in front of Shi Yun, wiped the evidence of the chocolate sandwich biscuits that a certain little gluttonous cat had just taken away from his pocket with his thumb, and admitted with a smile.

"yes, aren't you raising children?"