In the end, Qianbao was crumpled into a ball by Fu Yancheng's big hands and thrown to Steward Zhang.

Steward Zhang was worried that the young master would be mad, so he nodded at the second elder of the Xing family and Xing Luoxi, and rushed downstairs as if he was running for his life with the little young master.

"Ah~~Grandpa Zhang, let go of me~~Hmm~~Hmm~~"

There was a thud.

The world is quiet.

Xing Luoxi touched his face, and silently recited in his heart: Sin, sin, sin......

"Childlike words are unscrupulous, uncle and aunt don't take it to heart." Fu Yancheng bowed lightly.

Dad: "Ahem, of course. ”

Mother: "That child is your nephew?" ”

"Yes, it made your second elder laugh."

Fu Yancheng still didn't have any expression on his face, but he didn't have the usual detachment, and his tone was calm and polite.

"It's late at night, so I won't bother much, and I'll have a chance to visit again another day."

This sentence is obviously a polite remark.

However, the torture mother is still honest.

Dad: "Little Fu, I'll send you down." ”

Fu Yancheng glanced at his left leg, which seemed to have a hidden disease, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Uncle stays, I'll go down by myself." ”

"Then Fu Dashen, I won't send it either, if you need me to cooperate with Qianbao's psychological treatment, call me at any time."

Although they have only known each other for less than a day, their eyes are bright.

This Fu Dashen has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and the sentence that let Qianbao overcome the obstacles by himself is naturally angry.

Fu Yancheng also appreciated it, and took advantage of the situation to go down this step, "Okay." ”

The sound fell, and the tortured mobile phone shook.

"Here's my number." Fu Yancheng said.

Xing Luoxi looked like a good student: "Roger." ”

"So, leave it at that?"

"Okay, go slowly!"

Seeing the handsome figure disappear into the corridor, the mother frowned, "Xiaoxi, your goodbye to Xiaofu is too rusty." ”

"I only met today, of course I'm unfamiliar."

“…… Then you can also give it to someone. ”

"No, no, Fu Dashen's sense of direction is good, the kind that doesn't need to open the navigation at a glance at the map, and he won't get lost."

"......" the mother gave up struggling.

Xing Luoxi closed the door carelessly, and when he turned around, he froze in place.

Belch.

Why are those two boxes still in her living room?!

Father Xing once again unconditionally supported his daughter: "Xiaoxi is right! Xiaofu is a big man, why should we send him ......"

"Dad, Mom, I'll go down and send off Fu Dashen!"

Between the words, the door slammed twice, and the person disappeared.

Dad: "......??? ”

Mother: "......!!! ”

What smells so good?

—

"Great God Fu! Fu Dashen! Please stay! ”

Fu Yancheng heard the sound and stopped, turned sideways, and the shadow under his feet slanted along the iron fence of the compound, as if to greet the girl who rushed towards him.

Helicopters "boom" and ready to take off at any moment.

Strong winds swept the dust in and out of it.

Xing Luoxi caught up with him out of breath, and without saying a word, he shoved three boxes of things through.

"These two boxes of things, I don't know what they are, but the packaging is very expensive at first glance, I really can't accept it, Fu Dashen don't embarrass me."

Fu Yancheng frowned subconsciously, but he didn't force her, he just said, "Then why are there three boxes?" ”

"That's a gift for Qianbao."

Xing Luoxi scratched his head embarrassedly, "Actually, it's an apology from the supermarket, but I only have this box in my house that children can eat...... But I don't know if Qianbao likes to eat these snacks......"

"He likes it."

"That's good."

"Torture."

"In!"

He reflexively stood up straight, his head tilted, his eyes narrowed into a line by the wind from the propeller.

Fu Yancheng took a step forward and quietly blocked the wind blowing on her face.

"It's not midnight, it's your birthday, right?"

"Huh?"

Fu Yancheng stared at her, his always clear and cold eyes showed sincerity, his thin lips opened lightly, and he said slowly, word by word.

"Happy birthday, torture."

"When—"

The New Year's Eve bells of the old town rang at the same time.

The torture fell, and the heart suddenly stagnated.

That feeling is like lighting a firework stick in my heart, as if it can explode at any time.

Then, the city of H really blew up.

"Woohoo!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Countless fireworks suddenly flew into the night sky, thousands of purples and reds, colorful and colorful.

Like a sea of fireworks, the city is illuminated as if it were daytime.

In the center of the sea of flowers, the most gorgeous fireworks flickered brightly and colorfully, and they were condensed into four big characters.

- Birth, Day, Happiness, Happiness!