Chapter 781 Not only a Rogue but Also a Rogue

Qin Shu: "..."

"Bao'er, I really feel sorry for you." The man rubbed his waist, "I fell to my waist, do you feel sorry for me too?"

Qin Shu still ignored him, just looked at the bed, the man was on the ground with one hand, rubbing his waist with the other, selling out badly!

Seeing that his wife ignored him, Fu Tingyu had to obediently get up from the ground, stand beside the bed and look down at the person on the bed.

Seeing that she was still silent, he stretched out his hand and tugged at his tie, "Bao'er, I haven't taken a shower outside, so I'll take a shower first, and sleep first if you're sleepy."

After speaking, he walked to the bathroom in the dark, as if he was afraid that she would make a sound to drive him away, he slipped away quickly.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening and closing, Qin Shu stared at the window for a while. Everything that happened tonight was beyond her expectations, and she couldn't sort out her thoughts for a while.

Because the memory was hypnotized, she was unaware of many things, and it was because of this that she was a little uneasy.

She should be happy to know that Fu Tingyu loves her from beginning to end.

However, thinking about her identity and being deceived also made her feel depressed.

So many things happened tonight, she was a little tired, the sound insulation here is not bad, the man was taking a shower in the bathroom, and there was no sound at all.

Quiet in the room.

She closed her eyes, a little drowsy.

Fu Tingyu came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, with only a pure white bath towel around his thin waist.

Are there any of his pajamas and nightgowns, not even underwear, so he can only wear them like this.

He walked to the edge of the bed and went to bed lightly.

The bed suddenly sank, followed by a warm touch from behind, Qin Shu's eyebrows trembled a few times.

Then, her waist sank, and at the same time, an arm passed through her neck and brought her into a warm embrace.

Qin Shu: "..."

Seeing that she didn't respond, the man leaned over again, with a warm breath, and pressed against the girl's neck.

The other hand examines the girl's belly.

He found that during the time he left, his belly had grown a lot, but he felt that the girl had lost weight again.

Qin Shu's cheeks were slightly red: "you go back."

The man's hands stopped for a moment, and he said in a low voice, "I woke you up. You continue to sleep, and I won't move."

"..." Qin Shu: "I'll let you go back."

"Bo'er, I didn't mean to wake you up, don't drive me away, okay?" The man coaxed her in a low voice, his arms tightened, and he held her tightly.

Qin Shu's mouth twitched: "You don't understand me?"

The man kissed the girl's neck, "Bao'er, go to sleep, staying up late is not good for your health or your baby."

"..."

She found that Fu Tingyu not only went further and further on the road of rogues, but also went farther on the road of rogues! ! !

[About Fu Tingyu's little story about coaxing glutinous rice dumplings when he was eight years old]

Speaking of Fu Tingyu's eight-year-old, it was also a very deep year in his memory.

That year, when he was eight years old, he was suddenly kidnapped. Because of the disappearance that Ye Huang took out to play, neither Fu Beichen nor Mu Shengwan paid much attention to it.

In order to save Fu Tingyu, Leng Xiao was shot through the chest by a bullet, and when he was sent to the hospital, the rescue failed and he died.

Leng Xiao is Fu Tingyu's master. He treats Fu Tingyu as much as he treats his own son, and his feelings are very deep.

No matter how smart and mature Fu Tingyu was, he was only eight years old. When he heard the news of Leng Xiao's death, he who never cried, still cried.

After that time, Fu Tingyu felt a little dizzy every day. He was usually very active, but suddenly became quiet, and he hated going to the hospital the most.

Because his uncle Leng didn't wake up after he was sent to the hospital.

A month later, Ye Huang took him out to play, which made him feel better.

Fu Tingyu was eight years old, and in Fu Beichen's eyes, he was already a little adult, and he had very strict requirements in all aspects.

After the kidnapping incident, other than sending a few more bodyguards, nothing else has changed.

As June approaches, the temperature is high.

Fu Tingyu was sitting in the car wearing a student uniform, looking out of the car, sharp-eyed Min saw a particularly beautiful doll standing on the street, he hurriedly said, "Stop!"

The bodyguard slammed on the brakes.

"Don't follow." Fu Tingyu opened the car door and got out of the car, walked to the doll, and stared at the little glutinous rice dumpling in front of him with a pair of eyes that didn't match his age.

The little glutinous rice dumpling was less than a meter tall, and was a lot shorter than him. He was wearing a white princess dress, and it was no exaggeration to say that his skin was as white as snow.

With two ball heads tied, the broken hair on the forehead is a bit short, just a little bit above the eyebrows, revealing a pretty little face, with baby fat, but very good-looking.

The little glutinous rice dumpling tilted his head and stared at the little brother in front of him with curiosity in his eyes.

The more Fu Tingyu looked, the more he liked it. He looked left and right, but found no one beside him. He thought that this little girl was definitely not wanted by his family.

He took out a watch from his pocket and handed it to the little glutinous rice dumpling, "My brother, this is for you to play with."

The three-year-old little glutinous rice dumpling is full of curiosity about all the food, looking at the things in front of him, he thinks it must be fun, "Brother."

Just as Fu Tingyu had expected, the voice of the little glutinous rice dumplings was milky and pleasant.

"Play for you."

Before Fu Tingyu could speak, the little glutinous rice dumpling had already stretched out his fleshy little hand, holding the watch and looking left and right curiously.

Fu Tingyu couldn't help but smile.

The small glutinous rice dumplings are pinched from time to time with the little fingers, and finally delivered to the mouth.

Just as the little glutinous rice dumplings slapped the watch, Fu Tingyu hurriedly stretched out his hand, "This is not for eating."

The little glutinous rice dumpling stared at him for a while, and said in a milky voice, "Xiaobao, eat well."

What the hell is eating obediently?

Although I don't understand the meaning of Xiao Nuomi dumplings, but seeing her say these words so seriously, the words are clear, I am still happy.

"Be good, I'll give you candy."

The little glutinous rice dumpling grinned and raised his eyebrows: "Little treasure, the best."

"Not only sugar, but strawberry cake, mousse cake, chocolate..."

Hearing the sugar cake, the little glutinous rice dumplings don't want the watch anymore. The fleshy little hands grabbed the corner of Fu Tingyu's clothes and left. They didn't know where to go. Anyway, they left when they saw the road: "Brother, buy it."

Fu Tingyu looked down at the corner of his clothes and was grabbed by the small glutinous rice dumplings, his hands were not small.

He stretched out a small hand in front of her, "Come on, brother lead me."

The little glutinous rice dumpling immediately loosened the corner of his clothes and left with Fu Tingyu's hand.

The three-year-old girl walked slowly, followed Fu Tingyu, and was taken into the car by him.

The bodyguard looked at the young master with a little girl with a dazed expression.

"Master, who is this little girl?"

"Her family doesn't want her anymore."

"Do you need to call the police first?"

"No, I'm going to take care of her."

There is also an update

On a whim, I wrote a special about Yu Baobao's eight-year-old! [I don't know if the babies will dislike it]

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...my niece is also so old and speaks like this, every time she speaks, I am amused by the way she speaks