Fu Mochuan has been in country A for two days.

If there is anyone who is happiest by his appearance, I am afraid it is none other than the child of Wan'er, she has almost become Fu Mochuan's little follower, and proudly introduces him to her own children.

Although she is called uncle, in her young heart, it is obvious that Fu Mochuan has occupied a very important position.

It's not good.

An Qing felt that this was very bad, but she couldn't explain anything to Guan Er solemnly.

That might get darker and darker.

She didn't ask Fu Mochuan how many days he would stay this time, anyway, when the time came, he would naturally leave.

The afternoon sun was very good, An Qing took Wan'er to play on the slide in the park, Fu Mochuan watched them on a bench not far away, and William sat beside him.

He propped up the chair with his hand, and also looked in the direction of An Qing and the others, his body was too small, his short feet were hanging, and he was several centimeters off the ground.

He is indeed Wan'er's best playmate, and his attention is on par with Fu Mochuan.

Fu Mochuan often saw the two of them mingling.

It's just that this little guy is quite introverted, and even a little boring, the 2-year-old child is quiet like a half-old man, and sometimes Fu Mochuan is very strange, how does the lively Wan'er play with him.

The two sat quietly on the bench, one big and one small, one tall and one short, the man's noble and handsome background was lined with the delicate pink of the child, and there was an inexplicable harmony.

Many people walked past and couldn't help but glance back at them.

A young woman dressed in a bewitching dress walked over, her eyes lingered on Fu Mochuan's face, and she took the initiative to talk: "What a cute child, is it your son?" ”

Fu Mochuan glanced at her with little interest and ignored her.

The woman continued to show her career line to him without giving up, and her eyes were seductive.

"Little handsome guy, how old are you?"

Seeing that her hand was about to touch William's white and tender little face, he leaned on the side of Fu Mochuan.

"Daddy, she stinks."

“……”

Fu Mochuan was stunned, don't say this title, since the two got along, they hadn't heard him speak, he once thought that he was late and couldn't speak.

Suddenly in a good mood, he hugged William on his lap, looked at the woman with an embarrassed smile, and exhaled coldly.

"Get out!"

The woman shuddered, frightened by the cold air rising from them, and her back was cold, and she flashed away.

Fu Mochuan didn't want to put William down immediately, and his strong arms continued to wrap around him.

William was thinner than Wan'er, and he was fluttering in his hands.

He sat on Fu Mochuan's lap sideways, his little face was white, his eyes were black and clear, and Fu Mochuan's angle just saw his eyelashes, which were long and dense, and the brush was like a brush.

His eyes were cold, hidden behind his eyelashes, fluttering, occasionally revealing a maturity that did not match his age.

"Do you love Andy?"

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and then he suddenly spoke, and the question made Fu Mochuan stunned.

Andy is An Qing's English name, and the little guy has a delicate and beautiful bun face with a very serious expression.

"Of course." Fu Mochuan didn't dare to despise him, and replied seriously.

"Will you marry her?" William asked again.

He continued to nod without hesitation: "Definitely." ”

William snorted, "I'll tell you about it." ”

“……”

Fu Mochuan raised his eyebrows, and when he saw Wan'er running back towards him, he didn't continue the topic.

William also saw Wan'er, a little uncomfortable, struggled a few times, Fu Mochuan put him back in place.

"Uncle, can I eat marshmallows?" Wan Er pounced on him affectionately, held his thigh, and asked with big eyes.

"Absolutely." It's just a marshmallow, even if it's a star in the sky, Fu Mochuan will immediately pick it for her.

An Qing followed with a straight face.

"No, she's just eaten a couple of lollipops and can't eat any more."

Wan'er was very disappointed, and had an idea: "Brother William wants to eat." ”

William neither denied nor admitted, and sat there with a clear look in his eyes and an innocent face.

An Qing stared at Guan Er speechlessly.

Fu Mochuan smiled, got up and picked her up.

"It's okay to eat more, remember to brush your teeth well at night, and your uncle will take you to buy it."

"Thank you, uncle." Wan Er happily hugged his neck, and at the same time did not forget to curry favor with An Qing: "Mommy, Wan Er only eats one bite." ”

“……”

Fu Mochuan bought three marshmallows in one go, Wan Er held one in both hands, he held her in one hand, and two in his free hand.

It's colorful, and it's beautiful at a glance.

Wan'er couldn't wait to lick it, a pink grain of sugar on his cheek, and smiled contentedly.

"Uncle, I love you." Regardless of the sugar on the corner of her mouth, she kissed Fu Mochuan on the cheek without hesitation.

The soft voice also seems to be stained with honey, which makes people sweet to the bottom of their hearts.

Fu Mochuan looked at her with a smile: "Wan'er, do you want to call me Dad?" ”

"Is that okay?" Wan'er was visibly taken aback, and looked at her with wide eyes.

The little blushed and fluttered.

He smiled encouragingly at her.

"Dad, Dad." These two words were unfamiliar to Wan'er, and she called carefully, and began to get excited after she uttered: "Dad, I love you." ”

There was a warm feeling that slipped through Fu Mochuan's heart, and he hugged Wan'er tightly.

When An Qing found out that Guan Er had changed his title, he didn't say anything, but just glanced at Fu Mochuan deeply.

She understands his intentions, but if the two are still in love in the end, it is the child who is hurt.

Next, they took the two of them to watch a movie, a cartoon suitable for the whole family, and then had a big meal together, the corners of Wan'er's mouth were always raised, sticking to Fu Mochuan, and the father was screaming, so that people's bones were crispy.

"Brother William, tell you, I have a father."

She was also excited to share the secret with her friends, and she was really happy to see it.

William snorted faintly, and his delicate little face didn't show any fluctuations.

Although An Qing once said angrily that she could even betray herself in order to take revenge, let alone a child who is not related by blood, Fu Mochuan can see that she really loves her child, not only Wan'er, but even her playmate William is also very cared for.

In the bottom of her heart, isn't she loving the house and Wu, thinking about the lost child?

Sending William home, and then coaxing Wan'er to sleep, Fu Mochuan said softly: "I'll go back the day after tomorrow." ”

Without extra words, An Qing nodded: "What time is the plane, I'll see you off." ”

Fu Mochuan didn't answer, his dark eyes were deep: "You've been with these little ghosts for a long time, can you leave all the time tomorrow to me?" ”

His expression seemed to be serious, An Qing blinked, and suddenly had some bad thoughts.

"You don't want to go to the hotel again. Room, right? She still remembers the events of that night.

Fu Mochuan looked at her, his deep eyes contained a hint of charm, and slowly, the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

"All day, that's a good idea."

"Nasty." An Qing was speechless at him.

Fu Mochuan continued to laugh, took a half step forward, hooked her disgusted little face, and dropped a kiss on her lips.

"Go to bed early, you'll be tired tomorrow."

The extremely suggestive words were spoken by the man's magnetic voice, and An Qing's cheeks heated slightly.

"Who promised you?" "I'm not going," she stressed. ”

"So, do you want to be now?"

Fu Mochuan smiled lightly, suddenly clasped her slender waist, and in the next second, An Qing spun around for a while, and was pressed to the bed by him on his back, and the sound of Wan'er's slight breathing came clearly from his ears.

"What are you doing?" She was shocked, lowered her voice and said, "Don't make trouble. ”

Fu Mochuan ignored it, propped his hands on the side of her face, leaned over gently, rubbed her cheek with the tip of his straight nose, and his voice was hoarse: "Tomorrow or now, you choose." ”

Is this for her to choose, it is obviously a threat.

An Qing glared at him and gritted her teeth: "Fu! Silent! River! ”

The appearance of teeth and claws made the smile lines on the corners of the man's mouth even bigger, and the tip of his nose grinded against her cheek, and one hand slid down.

"Got it, I'll give it to you right away."

She obviously didn't mean it that way, okay.

Looking at the small figure beside her face from the corner of her eye, An Qing's heart was beating faster, she raised her hand to block the man's chest that was constantly pressing, "Okay, okay, I promise you." ”

"Huh?" The man pretended to be confused: "Promise me what?" ”

"Tomorrow I'll let you do whatever you want." An Qing was almost growling.

The man was satisfied, but did not leave immediately, reaching out to hold her angry little face, warm lips covering her, and heat continued to pass from her lips and teeth.

Fortunately, he didn't kiss for long, his fingertips rubbed her lips gently, and his dark eyes shone with palpitations.

"See you tomorrow."

Watching his slender figure leave the room, An Qing's breathing had not yet calmed down.

Tomorrow, she blushed and shook her head violently.

It's crazy, it's hard to accompany him to drive. House.

Wan'er always woke up early, and An Qing heard her commotion beside her, and glanced at the time, seven past five.

After washing her, Wan'er was anxious to find "Dad".

An Qing let her go, and she stayed in the room to tidy up.

Just after washing his face and sitting in front of the dresser smearing skin care products, Fu Mochuan walked in calmly.

The black coat lined his long and perfect figure, and today's men seem to be particularly handsome.

An Qing couldn't help but look at him twice, and then remembered something.

"Where's Wan'er?" She looked behind him strangely.

"Breakfast with my aunt." Fu Mochuan smiled, and then walked to the closet.

An Qing put on makeup, and he also picked out clothes for her.

A long white dress with a pink jacket is full of ladylike style.

"Hurry up and put it on." He lifted his watch and looked, "It's a hurry." ”

An Qing was speechless, the day had just begun, and he was racing against time.

"Did you tell Wan'er?" She asked casually, "Is she willing to let you out?" ”

With her enthusiasm for her new father, she can't wait to stick to it every minute.

"Of course, my daughter doesn't know how sweet it is." Fu Mochuan smiled lightly, looked at her, and said word by word: "She also said, let's add a younger brother to her as soon as possible." ”