Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Chapter 818 A Man Is Persistent Like a Child

He came behind the girl and hugged her into his arms, his smooth jaw rubbing against the girl's soft, silky hair.

When the man approached, Qin Shu smelled a strong smell of alcohol. Thinking that today was his son's full moon wine, he was happy to drink more, and it was normal.

"Well, much better than having that dagger on me."

The man pursed his lips, thinking that the girl's force value had recovered to 90% of the original value, while his own force value still did not recover as before, and the recovery speed was slow like a turtle crawling.

Even if I spend time practicing martial arts every day, my recovery is still very slow.

It made him a little worried. His force value could not be restored. How could he protect his wife and son?

Restoring the force value has always been Fu Tingyu's heartache.

Qin Shu felt that the man behind him was silent, raised his hand and patted the man's hand, "Go take a shower first, then go to bed."

"Yeah." The man then remembered that he had drunk a lot of alcohol. The alcohol smell was very strong, and he was afraid of smoking his wife, so he immediately turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Qin Shu soaked his son with 80 ml of milk powder, then took his son out of the crib and sat on the sofa. After he was ready to drink milk powder, he put the pacifier to his son's mouth.

The little guy closed his eyes and didn't open his mouth. He turned his head away, and looked like I was disgusted. Qin Shu couldn't help but ask, "Is it not delicious for mom to feed you milk powder? Huh?"

She handed the pacifier to her son's mouth again, only to be avoided by his son again.

It was ten o'clock when Fu Tingyu came out of the shower.

At this time, it is time for my son to drink milk powder.

He just took a bath, he was not sober, but he was a little drunker than before he took a bath.

But he still remembered to feed his son milk powder.

Before coming out, he washed his face with cold water, and it was only slightly better.

He turned his head and saw his wife sitting on the sofa, holding her son feeding milk powder.

He smiled, walked over, sat down beside his wife, hugged her from one side, and heard her say, "Why doesn't my son drink the milk powder I feed?"

"I'm coming." The man stretched out one hand from the right side and held it together with the girl's hand, "Master the angle, raise the left hand a little higher, it's too flat, the son will be uncomfortable."

This time, the son obediently held the pacifier and no longer turned his head away.

Qin Shu couldn't help but be amazed: "what's going on? Does it make a difference?"

The man laughed without saying a word.

Since his son was born, in order to prevent his son from being too attached to his wife, Fu Tingyu did it himself.

Even babies get used to one way. Get used to being in one's arms.

Therefore, when his son cried occasionally, it was useless for Qin Shu to coax him, and Fu Tingyu stopped crying immediately when he hugged him.

Qin Shu only thinks that men have the potential to be fathers.

When the little guy finished drinking the milk powder, he almost fell asleep.

Qin Shu put his son back in the crib and covered him with a quilt.

The man then came over, with a hint of drunkenness, hugged her from behind, pressed her earlobe, and called out, "wife."

He had already washed, and the hot breath and alcohol tasted a lot lighter, and he couldn't smell it if he didn't smell it carefully.

"Um?"

The man rubbed against the girl's neck. He was a little drunk, and his voice was a little hoarse: "When did you like me?"

She couldn't answer this question for a while, because she didn't know when she started to like him.

Maybe when she disappeared, he came to her madly.

It may be the first time that someone has been kidnapped, he appeared in front of him and desperately came to save her.

The drama of the hero saving the beauty, although old-fashioned, is indeed easy to make a woman soft-hearted.

It is also possible that when teaching her to play the piano, he was serious and responsible, but he teased her from time to time.

Specifically, she doesn't know.

After waiting for a while, before he could answer, the man always felt a little empty in his heart. He said, "Just like me now, the past is not important."

For Fu Tingyu, just make sure that what she has in her heart is him.

But the only thing that cannot be determined is that she remembers what happened on Qishan and knows something, will she continue to like herself?

The more Qin Shu listened, the more she felt that there was something in the man's words, she opened the man's arm, turned to face the man, stretched out her arms around his neck, leaned over, and put a kiss on his lips: "Why doesn't the past matter? ?"

The man was agitated by a kiss at first, and then when he heard this, he immediately stared at her nervously.

"A person will not like a person for no reason. There will always be a good impression of a person for some reason, and the appreciation of the goodwill will lead to liking, but to become dependent on a person, I guess, that should be love. Dependency does not happen overnight. Formed, but after a long time, getting used to a person's existence and everything about him. Sometimes it's not terrible to like a person, but relying on a person is the most terrible thing."

After Qin Shu finished speaking, he offered a kiss.

In fact, Fu Tingyu didn't fully understand the girl's words. He wanted to ponder the words carefully, but because of this kiss, he couldn't find Bei for a while.

Fu Tingyu: ... who can stand it?

Fu Tingyu has self-control over everyone, but when he encounters Qin Shu, his self-control is like being turned off and disappears in an instant.

bed

Fu Tingyu took the girl into his arms, not forgetting what the girl said just now: "Is what you said just now a confession?"

At this time, Qin Shu was so tired that his eyes were already pressed together, and he nodded subconsciously without hearing what the man asked.

When the man saw the girl nodding, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift: "Then when did you have a crush on me?"

Qin Shu was half asleep, "Huh?"

The man repeated again: "Good impression, when did it happen?"

The reason why he asked this was that he wanted to know from what time period in the past four years, the girl had a good impression of him.

I just waited for a long time and didn't get an answer.

He looked down and found that the girl's eyes were closed, her breathing was even, and she was obviously asleep.

Looking back on the previous few hours, I knew she was tired, so I didn't ask any more questions, but picked up the phone and glanced at the time. It was time for my son to drink milk powder at night.

So get up and make milk powder for my son.

Today is sunny

Several people gathered around drinking tea.

There are eight senior brothers, and there are still two missing.

Qin Feng took a sip of tea, "Let's all take some time and go back to Qishan to have a look."

Yan Shuang said: "Ling Yan and I went back once last time, but when we got to the bottom of the ancient city, we couldn't see the shadow of Qishan, let alone find the way into the mountain."

Hua Wuyan said helplessly: "Brother Han and I also went back once. We also went to the ancient city, and we don't know where the way into the mountain is?"

Qin Shu was holding a tea cup in her hand, sipping a sip, she actually wanted to go back to Qishan to have a look.

But she didn't even know where the ancient city was.

Fu Tingyu put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at the girl sideways: "Go back and have a look, maybe you can find a master and help Baoer restore his memory."

Ask for tickets, babies, a new week!

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