There were no guests in the club in the morning, and when Fu Mochuan arrived, he saw Lu Zikun lying on the woman's lap, and there was a squatting in front of Lu Zikun with his back to him, serving him diligently.

"Here we are." Seeing him come in, Lu didn't mean to get up, and glanced lazily behind him: "You didn't bring my godson." ”

Fu Mochuan looked at him expressionlessly, Lu Zikun didn't have any consciousness, the woman next to him was uncomfortable, the one who was squatting stood up with low eyebrows, and the one who was sitting on his lap also looked embarrassed.

"Hey, you're scaring my woman." Lu Zikun sat up dissatisfied, and pinched the standing woman: "Let's all go out." ”

The two women exited the private room as if they had been amnestied, and Lu Zikun glared at him unhappily: "Didn't my brother and sister satisfy you last night?" What do you want to do in the morning with a dissatisfied face, and the one who is really anxious is me Okay, because I haven't slept all night with your baby son. ”

Fu Mochuan sat down on the sofa on one side: "Then you are still so energetic?" ”

"Of course, I thought they were all as empty as you."

"Do you want to try it?" Fu Mochuan's expression was indifferent, and he took out his laptop from his leather bag.

"I don't want to." Lu Zikun raised his little finger to make an orchid shape, and glanced at him shyly: "People are not interested in you." ”

"When are you going to go?" Fu Mochuan glanced at him without emotion, and pressed his long fingers to open the computer.

"You're driving me?" Lu Zikun put away his movements and hummed dissatisfiedly: "Tomorrow morning's plane." ”

"I shouldn't be going to see you off, have a nice trip."

"Nits, I never counted on it."

"Come here, get down to business."

Fu Mochuan put the notebook on his lap, Lu Zikun also sat down, and the two looked at the LCD screen together, and their voices gradually lowered.

After a long time, Fu Mochuan turned off the computer, Lu Zikun leaned back on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and took a puff comfortably: "It's still early, I'm calling a woman, do you want to be together?" ”

"No, I don't." Fu Mochuan glanced at him somewhere: "I'm not afraid of kidney loss in the morning." ”

"I know you can't do it, I'll call someone."

Lu Zikun glanced at him with disdain, and was about to get his mobile phone, when he paused slightly, remembering that his mobile phone number was hacked by Langcheng.

"Then again, your son is kind of interesting." He rubbed on the sofa, and the two brothers put their arms on Fu Mochuan's shoulders, and said with a cigarette in their mouths: "Give him to me, hehe, he has grown up like this at a young age, and he must be better than you when he grows up." ”

Fu Mochuan frowned, in fact, he was afraid that An Qing would be worried, he didn't say it very clearly, Langcheng not only uploaded Lu Zikun's information to the Internet, but also posted it to the world's largest color. On the love website, I don't know how he knew this at a young age, thinking of this Fu Mochuan has a big head.

Lu Zikun looked at his expression, and the thief smiled: "What's so annoying, if you don't want it, just be my son for me, the more I look at this kid, the more I like it." ”

"Get out." Whoever has a brain pump will hand over his precious son to him.

Lu Zikun didn't think he was embarrassed and continued to lean on him, spitting out the smoke ring and saying: "You didn't beat him, children have a good point, I think when we were old, how could we understand this." ”

Fu Mochuan agrees with this sentence, it is undeniable that Lang Cheng is quite smart, but he is too individual, and he doesn't even recognize him.

"What would a kid his age like, you say?" He asked.

"What, you really beat him?" Lu Zikun's eyes glared: "Third child, I can't help you this time, my son has only known each other for a few days, you are really willing to do this." ”

“……”

Lu Zikun was still in a hurry, and said with a blink of his eyes: "I can't coax the child, but there must be someone here who understands, just call over and ask if you can't." ”

Longding Bay.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and seeing Fu Yi's silent face from the cat's eyes, An Qing opened the door.

Lang Cheng, who was sitting on the balcony basking in the sun, turned his face and looked at him expressionlessly, Fu Yiyi looked away from him after a glance.

"Miss An, Mr. Fu asked me to give this to you."

He was carrying a pink thermos cup in his big bony palm, which looked a little out of place.

An Qing took it casually, but didn't open it, thinking it was a tonic soup or something, and was about to put it in the kitchen, Fu Yi added: "Mr. Fu specially instructed me to watch you finish drinking." ”

She frowned, and suddenly remembered the time when she was under house arrest, when someone fed her medicine every day, and her face was not very good.

Lang Cheng had already walked towards her intimately, An Qing didn't say anything, unscrewed the thermos cup and brought it to the side of her face.

There was a faint fragrance from her nose, very refreshing, not a tonic soup or a Chinese medicine, she took a sip lightly, her eyes moved slightly.

"Andy, what did he tell you to drink?" Lang Cheng asked with a small face.

She smiled comfortingly at him, "Decanting soup." ”

That's right, she didn't expect Fu Mochuan to remember to ask someone to bring her a sobering soup, she drank it in one gulp, and her heart was also warmed by this steaming soup.

Fu Yi looked down at Lang Cheng, "Mr. Fu asked me to pick you up and take you to a place." ”

"Where?" An Qing asked.

Fu Yi hesitated a little: "Miss An, can you not ask?" ”

She smiled wryly, "Wait for me for a moment." ”

Half an hour later, An Qing's vision gradually widened, and Fu Yi parked the car in a botanical garden and went around to open the car door for them.

"Miss An, go straight along this road, Mr. Fu is waiting for you in front." He rolled his gaze slightly: "Little master, leave it to me." ”

An Qing raised her eyebrows, her hand was still holding Langcheng tightly, and she didn't say anything for a while.

She wasn't worried about anything, but in front of the child, wasn't it not good.

Long Cheng blinked his big eyes, took the initiative to let go and said, "You go, be careful, don't be deceived by him again." ”

“……”

She stood on the road speechlessly for a while, watching Fu Yi hold Lang Cheng and turn onto another path, until the two of them were almost out of sight, and then walked towards the front.

The weather in May is neither hot nor cold, and the Botanical Gardens are stunningly beautiful, with many unnamed birds flying overhead, and the scent of flowers floating in the air.

She didn't see Fu Mochuan all the time, so she kept walking forward, the road was straight and long, as if there would never be an end, she couldn't help it, so she stopped on the side of the road and dialed his phone.

"Where are you?" She asked, looking into her phone.

"Miss me so soon?" The voice on the other side of the radio wave was careless.

She took a breath and asked, "How far are you, I can't walk." ”

"See the path on your right, come in."

She turned her head and saw that there was really a path on her right, and she was slightly puzzled in her heart, could he see where she was?

"Fu Mochuan, what do you want to do, if I don't call you, you'll go the wrong way." She didn't cut the cord either, complaining into her phone.

A man's low voice came from the phone, as if laughing: "No, I can find you wherever you are." ”

It seems that the two just quarreled this morning, An Qing bit her lip: "What the hell are you doing?" ”

"Didn't you say you couldn't guess my mind?" The man's magnetic voice slowly sounded in her ears: "Do you want to guess again?" ”

"......" She was silent for a moment, and said with some annoyance, "I don't guess!" ”

The man really laughed this time, and his magnetic voice seemed to be close to his ear, and he heard An Qing's ears itching, and suddenly heard him call: "An Qing." ”

She was stunned, and her steps paused slightly, and she heard him say on the other side of the airwaves, "Shall we start again?" ”

Resume?

He's said something similar before.

After so many things have happened, is he still willing to accept her again, and start again with her without any guilt?

Or can she live happily with him as if nothing happened?

Is it possible?

May I?

She stopped in the middle of the road in a daze, a confusion in her mind, the phone was still holding, the man did not speak, as if waiting for her answer, and then, a flower suddenly appeared in front of her, she blinked in shock, and saw countless butterflies rising in the air, like a suddenly blooming flower, caught off guard, scattered and flew away on Thursday around her.

She was stunned again, there were too many butterflies, some simply stopped on her clothes, on the tips of her hair, her eyelashes just moved, and flew away again.

It's beautiful.

There's a thrilling spectacle.

An Qing suddenly remembered that she had seen a similar scene when she watched a movie a long time ago, and she told him at the time, and she really wanted to experience it again.

It turned out that he remembered.

He didn't seem to have forgotten even the slightest thing about their past......

I don't know how long it took, the butterflies gradually dispersed, and Fu Mochuan's long figure slowly appeared in sight, An Qing didn't see where he came from, or he had been watching her nearby.

She was really not as smart as Lang Cheng, but she was still tricked by this man.

An Qing felt as if there was a lump of cotton in her throat, she squeezed her phone tightly, and couldn't say a word.

The mobile phones of the two were still talking, Fu Mochuan's dark eyes stared at her, a stone's throw away, his voice was also like a spring breeze, magnetically, from the radio waves and the air, and at the same time drilled into her ears.

"From this moment on, let's forget all the unhappiness, okay, we still have a long way to go, and I would love to go all the way with you, let's try again, as long as you call me like you just did, I'll be waiting for you not far away."

Her heart was violently blown by the blower, all kinds of emotions surged from the bottom of her heart, stirring, she subconsciously covered her heart, looked at the man's deep black eyes, her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

"You're not the one walking." After a while, she spoke very shyly, trying to pretend to be the most indifferent expression: "I'm tired to death, and my feet are about to break." ”

Fu Mochuan looked down at her thin high heels, she was wearing a beautiful dress, and under the knee-length skirt, her two calves were very beautiful.

His gaze gradually rose, butterflies were still flying around the two of them, and his dark eyes became colorful.

The eyes of the two intertwined, the man's thin lips pulled a smile, and his voice was hoarse: "Do you want me to help you rub it?" ”