Chapter 399: Funeral
Is that how the ability works?!!!
Before he could speak, his breath was swept away.
He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and went into the bathroom.
Two hours later, she was carried out, as if she were boneless, with her hands hanging from his neck, looking indignantly at his sweaty, sexy and uncontrollable face.
Fu Jin looked at her, sleeping phoenix's eyes were glowing with a soft glow, "I see it every day, haven't you seen enough?" ”
Song Yi glared at him and bit his arm.
Fu Jin snorted, "Dogs? ”
Song Yi didn't make a sound for a while, he didn't use any force in the end, he just bit out a row of tooth marks and let go.
He raised his hand, straightened her sweat-soaked bangs, and asked softly, "Do you want to give me another baby?" ”
Song Yiyi, "I don't want to!" ”
Pregnancy and childbirth are too grinding.
Fu Jin stared at her with dark eyes.
Annoying!
This face, looking at it like this, seductively seduces people to death, for fear that he will be confused, he accidentally agreed to him, and quickly looked away.
He put her next to Fu Xiaosong, slept on the other side, glanced down at Fu Xiaosong, and kissed his cute big ears and head.
Song Yiyi looked at him, "You went with your uncle, did you find anything?" ”
Fu Jin said in a low voice, "Uncle said that the murderer was indeed from the Luo family, and after the funeral, he went to investigate." ”
Song Yiyi let out a "hmm" and thought of his uncle, "Obviously looking like a humble gentleman like spring and snow, is it really so deep?" ”
Fu Jin, "Possibly." ”
Song Yiyi, "Okay. ”
She looked at him and asked softly, "What about you?" One day, will I find out that I don't know you anymore? ”
Fu Jin said in a low voice, "It's possible." ”
Song Yiyi, "......"
She stared at Fu Jin.
Fu Jin said in a low voice, "Sleep." ”
Song Yiyi closed his eyes.
That night, she had a dream in which she followed him every day and followed him all the way to the school gate.
He turned back, and she hid.
He continued to walk, and she continued to follow, properly entangled in Xiao Xianrou like a female hooligan.
A week later, on the way to school, he went around the alley, followed, he disappeared, and when he turned around, he saw him standing behind him.
The usually indifferent and cold eyes, at that moment, flashed with a dark light, and he changed from a little milk dog to a little wolf dog.
He walked forward, and she pushed back.
Until he hit the wall in the alley, his slender and beautiful hand, pinched her face, and lifted it up, "What do you want to do all the time?" ”
Song Yiyi, "I like you. ”
Fu Jin, "How old are you?" ”
Song Yiyi, "Thirteen years old. ”
"It's a little small."
"I'm not young, I'm already in my first year of junior high school."
At that moment, he looked at her and suddenly laughed, and his sparkling sleeping phoenix eyes almost blinded her.
"What do you like about me?"
"Good-looking, handsome, looking at your face, you shouldn't be aesthetically tired for the rest of your life."
"Well, study hard and grow up early."
"Okay, I'll try."
Then, his hand reached to the back of her head, and she thought he was going to stop him, and her hair suddenly fell apart.
Then, see the black leather band that tied her hair into his hand.
He naturally put it on his wrist and glanced at his watch, "It's not early, it's almost late." ”
Song Yi let out an "oh", glanced at him, and ran away with his eyebrows fluttering.
Wearing her black headband, is it her person?
This man, she occupied.
In the sound of his own footsteps and heartbeat, the dream spread out little by little.
When I woke up the next day, I remember it very clearly.
Is it a dream, or is it a memory?
In the morning light, looking at his ascetic and charming face, the arc of the side face, like a work of art, the lines of the bridge of the nose, the lines of the facial features, all think of the master's masterpieces.
In my memory, the beautiful heartbeat, the feeling of the beginning of love......
The best age, the best heartbeat, the best of him.
Fu Jin opened his eyes, "What do you want to do when you look at me like this early in the morning?" ”
Song Yiyi, "Isn't my husband good-looking?" ”
Fu Jin, "Yes." ”
He was just about to speak, when the little thing in his arms rubbed and squirmed like a cat, "Daddy, when did you come back?" ”
Fu Jin lowered his head, "Very early, you were already asleep when you came back." ”
Fu Xiaosong stretched his waist, "Good morning." ”
Fu Jin, "Good morning." ”
Fu Xiaosong turned his head to look at Song Yiyi, "Mommy, hug." ”
Song Yiyi hugged him and kissed him in good morning.
Fu Xiaosong happily enjoyed the beautiful morning with his father and his mother, sat up, and dressed himself, "Am I going to attend the funeral of Song Renyi and Liu Yun today?" ”
Fu Jin, "Well, together." ”
Fu Xiaosong, "Okay, it's cheaper for them." ”
Daddy, Mommy, and him all have to give them linen and filial piety.
Think about Qin Yanran, they are so eccentric, don't they still want Mommy to wear filial piety to the end when the time comes?
The family of three packed up, and when they arrived at the restaurant, Luo Chuhan and Luo Yiyuan were already on the first floor.
Fu Jin, "Uncle got up early. ”
Luo Chuhan, "Get used to it." ”
Fu Xiaosong glanced at Luo Yiyuan, leaned over, and asked softly, "What time did you get up?" ”
Luo Yiyuan, "Six o'clock." ”
Fu Xiaosong listened and exhaled lightly, "Children need to sleep well to grow their bodies!" ”
Luo Yiyuan glanced at Fu Xiaosong, "Xiao Jiu is indeed so tall, I will sleep for a while at that time." ”
Fu Xiaosong, "That's right. ”
Or he looks like a little lazy worm.
Song Yiyi looked at his heart-eyed appearance and shook his head, this little eyelash essence.
Luo Chuhan glanced at it.
Fu Jin raised his son so well.
They are all children, but Yuan'er has been working so hard.
Fu Jin, "Uncle, I have already arranged the funeral, after breakfast, let's go." ”
Luo Chuhan, "Okay." ”
When I arrived at the restaurant, Aunt Zhang had already prepared a nutritious, healthy and delicious breakfast.
Luo Yiyuan liked Aunt Zhang's stewed soup very much, and drank two bowls.
Luo Chuhan looked at Fu Xiaosong, "Xiao Jiu, tomorrow my uncle and grandfather will go back to the mountain city, let my little uncle stay at your house, and play with you, okay?" ”
Fu Xiaosong glanced at Luo Chuhan strangely, "Okay, what's wrong?" ”
He looked at Luo Yiyuan, "Little uncle, your father is gone, will you cry?" ”
Luo Yiyuan said softly, "No." ”
Fu Xiaosong, "That's good, in a few days, I'll take you to all the fun places in Nangang City, and then take you to the playground to play." ”
Luo Yiyuan, "Hmm." ”
Fu Xiaosong, "......"
This little uncle is really a good baby, too well-behaved, not like he pretended.
Alas, it's so good that people can't hate it!
After breakfast, the five of them went to the funeral site together.
Quite simply, except for them, everyone else is from the funeral company.
Song Yiyi deliberately wore a black skirt, Fu Xiaosong was in a black suit, and Fu Jin was also in a black suit.
(End of chapter)