The night is the best catalyst, and the kiss that was originally provoked by An Qing finally became out of control.

When she finally broke free, her lips were slightly swollen, and Fu Mochuan's lips were not much better, at first she was afraid that he would push her away, she was really biting with her heart.

"Silly girl," Fu Mochuan licked her bitten lip, and the dull tone under the light had an inexplicable charm, "Kissing won't be anymore?" ”

"Who said I wanted to kiss you?" An Qing's mouth was stiff, and her eyelashes fluttered, making the man's Adam's apple roll slightly: "I'm angry, aren't you ignoring me?" Your little lover is here, you can sleep with her again. ”

Playing tricks is also a woman's patent, and when it comes to this, An Qing snorted: "Ouch, my stomach hurts." ”

Seeing that her knees were weak, Fu Mochuan had to reach out to catch her, An Qing sat on his lap, wrapped one arm around him, and hugged his neck.

"You go back to your room by yourself, and I'll stay here tonight with Wan'er." She also pushed him twice with her other hand, making a gesture to stand up, but of course it was unsuccessful.

Fu Mochuan lowered his eyes and watched her performance, his thin lips pulled slightly.

"Okay then." After speaking, he bowed slightly, and with a slight force of his arm, he hugged her up with a span.

An Qing blinked, and saw him hugging her and turning around, under her eyelids was Wan'er's sleeping little face, she didn't know what the two were doing, her body was hanging in the air, and she subconsciously hugged his neck.

Looking over from her point of view, you can see the man's hard jaw, his expression is still very heavy, I can't tell whether he is serious or joking, An Qing is a little annoyed, if he really throws her here, will she chase after her with a dead face, or chase after her?

Well, although it was embarrassing, she didn't want to have a cold war with him anymore, and it felt really uncomfortable.

During the stalemate, Wan Er turned over on the bed, Fu Mochuan glanced at her, then took a step, turned around and walked towards the door.

An Qing's face leaned on his chest, smelling the familiar and clear breath, and the corners of his lips tugged.

But the performance was not over yet, when Fu Mochuan leaned over and put her back on the big bed in her bedroom, she "dissatisfied" and clenched his neck to protest: "What are you carrying me back for?" Let go of me, I'm going to accompany Wan'er. ”

She then pulled "angrily", and Fu Mochuan's face fell down, right above her head.

The two looked at each other a few times, and An Qing's hand hooking his neck gently tugged again, and the two faces were close at hand.

Fu Mochuan propped up the bed with the tip of his elbow, and the hot breath he exhaled sprayed on her face little by little, a little hot.

"Do you know what you're doing?" His voice was still hoarse, and he couldn't tell if he was angry.

"Yes, I'm currying favor with you." An Qing tightened his neck and didn't let go, and admitted frankly, "I'm sorry, I was wrong in Ye Jin's matter, I didn't consider your feelings, I will pay attention to it in the future." ”

Just pay attention.

Fu Mochuan didn't say anything, his expression was secretive.

An Qing stared at him and spoke again: "Husband, I shouldn't blame you, I know you are for my good, but I promised Ye Qi that I would take care of my brother for her, and now that Xiao Jin is injured for me, I can't let it go." ”

It's Xiao Jin again, she just can't let go anyway.

An Qing stared at his dark face, afraid that he would get angry again and run away, his arms tightened again and again, and with her solemn tone, the man's face was pulled closer by her little by little, and then closer.

"I promise you that I will see him less often in the future, and in my heart, there is no one who can compare to you......"

Only he is the most important.

Her eyes were very serious, and the man looked at her red lips one by one, and when he said the last word "you", his breath was already very heavy.

"Are you sure you really want to talk to me like that?"

An Qing pursed her lips, only to find that the distance between the two was really close, and she could even feel the heat of his gaze.

"Then I won't say it......" With one last blow, she pulled down his face.

Just do.

Considering her body, the two didn't dare to go too far, so when some unsatisfied men hugged her, their palms involuntarily slid to her slightly bulging abdomen.

"I wish these two guys came out soon."

"I know you can't wait to meet your little lover." An Qing deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, his face was pressed against his chest, and his tone became resentful when he remembered last night's events: "One is like this to me, and both are born, I guess I don't even have a place to stand." ”

The corners of Fu Mochuan's lips pulled slightly, and he rubbed the corners of her forehead with his chin.

"Daughter's vinegar too?"

"Not really." An Qing pretended to be negative and pushed him, and turned over at the head of the bed: "Who wants to eat your jealousy." ”

The man followed, his chest pressed against her back, his big palm still wrapped around her.

"Wan'er is not honest when she sleeps, I'm afraid she didn't kick you lightly or heavily."

I see.

He turned his back to An Qing and smiled, but his voice still sounded so sour: "Anyway, what you care about is your little lover." ”

In the end, Fu Mochuan suddenly wondered a little, obviously he was angry, why did he coax her again?

Well, who made him a man?

The next morning, the two children were sent to the kindergarten, and it was not until their backs holding hands disappeared that An Qing reluctantly withdrew her gaze.

Paul, who came with her today, glanced at her casually and said, "You look good today, you must have had a good night last night, right?" ”

“……”

An Qing was speechless, what kind of relationship did they have, it seemed that they were not familiar enough to talk about it.

Seeing that she ignored herself, Paul's expression tightened, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you want these two daughters, stay away from your man." ”

An Qing glanced at him again, it seemed that since the two got married, he had been whispering in his ears from time to time, and her ears were about to hear calluses.

"What are your arrangements for today," she turned and walked to the carriage, "Do you want to play in Dragon City?" ”

"Are you a guide?" Paul lazily wrapped his chest and followed slowly: "Forget it, I'm afraid that I will take care of you in the end." ”

"Who said they were going to be your guide," she scolded him, "just ask a few words casually out of politeness, and you don't add more drama to yourself." ”

"Hey, when I beg me to protect your baby, Brother Paul, now turn your face and don't recognize people, won't your conscience hurt," Paul looked angry: "Those men who like you are blind." ”

When the two were talking, Wan Er walked into the classroom happily, and greeted a classmate they met very cordially, but the other party snorted, pouted, and twisted his face to the side arrogantly.

"Brother, why didn't he ignore me?" It's weird.

Lang Cheng glanced at the classmate expressionlessly, and pulled her to sit on the small chair.

"Ignore them."

Wan Er hummed obediently, but she was a child with a big heart, so she forgot about it after a while, and when she was free, she saw a few girls playing there, so she came over with a fart.

"What are you playing with," she asked, holding her beloved rabbit doll, "I'll play with you too." ”

"Everyone don't play with Jin Guan'er," the group of girls saw her as if they were seeing a plague, and they all showed disgusted expressions, and Fang Jiaen also said loudly: "Her mommy is a bad woman." ”

"My mommy is not a bad woman." Just say anything else, how can Wan'er let them humiliate An Qing, and immediately retorted angrily: "Your mommy is a bad woman." ”

"My mother is not bad," Fang Jiaen pouted disdainfully: "My little aunt said that your mommy is shameless, and you hook up outside, you are born to your mommy and the wild man." ”

"Hahaha, wild man." The little girls next to them didn't know whether they understood the meaning of these words, and laughed together.

"My mommy isn't a bad woman, and Daddy isn't a wild man." Wan Er blushed and clenched the doll in his hand: "You are not allowed to speak ill of my mommy." ”

"Your father is not a wild man, why are you called Jin Guan'er, but Fu Langcheng's surname is Fu?" Fang Jiaen retorted.

Blink, is this important?

Fang Jiaen looked at her innocent little eyes, and the corners of his mouth pulled disdainfully.

"Your daddy is a wild man, you're a fool, you don't know anything."

"Haha, Jin Guan'er is a stupid."

"I'm not stupid." Wan Er was very angry at their ridicule, grabbed the doll in his hand and threw it at Fang Jiaen, who was closest to him: "I hate it, I won't play with you anymore." ”

The rabbit doll grinned with a big mouth, hanging down two thin long legs, which was originally very cute, but when she threw it, the long legs smashed into Fang Jiaen's eyes impartially, and she cried out loud.

"My eyes, oh, Mom, they hurt."

"Jin Guan'er beat someone."

The children panicked, and the classroom was in chaos.

In the end, it was Lang Cheng who separated the group with a cold face, dragged Guan Er's arm, and protected her tightly behind him.

"Brother, they scolded me and Mommy, and my daddy." Wan Er wiped his tears and complained.

"Who bullied my sister?" Longcheng narrowed his eyes.

He and Wan'er are both in the big class, they are both young and small compared to the five or six-year-old children in the class, but several girls looked at him with cold eyes and cried in fright.

The teacher hurried over and calmed the students in the classroom while leading them into the break room.

The lounge is separated from the classroom by a wall for their lunch break.

"Brother, my daddy is not a wild man, and I am not a stupid person." Wan'er is still very sad to think of this.

"Of course you're not," Lang Cheng comforted, stretching out his little hand to wipe her tears: "Only stupid people laugh at others." ”

Wan'er was cured, but still a little sad.

"Brother, what is a wild man?" She choked up and asked, "Why do they say I was born to Mommy and a wild man?" ”

Longcheng frowned, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.