Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 300 Social Garbage Dad Cranky Online 55
When Fuchen left with his schoolbag on his back, Cui Hangxing gave it to him.

Standing at the door, Cui Hangxing said in a low voice, "Your new father...for you, it's okay..."

Fuchen lowered his head and nodded, "Very, generous."

Cui Hangxing was silent for a while, then nodded.

Fuchen took two steps and turned back.

Cui Hangxing leaned on the door and took a step forward.

Seeing this, Fuchen lowered his head and left.

Just take a step.

"Floating dust." Cui Hangxing stopped her.

"Huh?" Fuchen turned his head and looked up at her.

"If there is anything, come and find me."

A smile slowly spread out on Fuchen's face.

Next sentence, "If nothing happens."

Smile immediately.

Cui Hangxing looked at the floating dust, feeling uncomfortable, "Don't come here."

Fu Chen tightened his facial muscles, "Ah, okay." He nodded and left.

The door closed quickly behind him.

Fuchen didn't know what to think, and walked back slowly.

At the end of the road, I saw Qi Yuan waiting on the main road of the community.

"Are you okay?" Qi Yuan suddenly greeted.

Fuchen raised his head, "My doll is gone." His voice was innocent, and his face was full of confusion.

"What doll? Barbie doll?" Qi Yuan asked.

Fuchen shook his head, and walked on the road with a dull head, "It's my sleeping doll, the one that slept until it was big. It's gone."

The disappearance of her little friend Tiger Cub seems to have given her a gap.

It seems that something is wrong.

After Fuchen went back, he sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the sky after eating.

From the bright sky, the white clouds drifting like a train, to the golden yellow of the stratus clouds, and then to the blackness climbing up the sky, casting a handful of starlight.

Although the scene of this window remains the same, the passing clouds, the degree and color of light, and the time when light and shadow appear are all different every day.

A few days later, when Fuchen went back, President Qi called her to stop, "Fuchen."

He took out a doll from the bag, "Look, is it yours?"

Fu Chen took it, held it in his hand, and looked carefully.

look the same.

The hair on the belly is still soft to the touch.

"Thank you." Fuchen thanked.The face is flat.

President Qi nodded.

"Aren't you happy?" Qi Yuan leaned over and asked doubtfully, "I thought you would jump up for joy."

Fuchen gave him a look, and sat in front of the window with the doll to look at the sky.

A space is specially opened on the right side of the door, where a single sofa, a double sofa, a coffee table are placed, and a screen is also made to separate the door area.It is a leisure area dedicated to watching the sky for floating dust.

Fuchen silently remembered this feeling, and his mood was still flat, neither very happy nor unhappy.

Half a month later, the weather took on a chilling air.

Cotton clothes are required to keep warm.

Fuchen is wearing a white light down, fashionable and warm.

This time after school, Fuchen returned home with his schoolbag on his back.

"Floating dust." A voice was hoarse and deep.

Fuchen turned his head and saw Lu Youming.

He was unshaven and dusty, like a refugee.

"Give me some pocket money." He stretched out his hand and grinned with big yellow teeth.

Fuchen was dumbfounded, "You..." He hesitated for a long time, "Why are you here?"

Hearing what he said, Fuchen widened his eyes, thought for a moment, couldn't help but stepped forward, and asked eagerly, "Is something wrong?"

10 yuan, if you say no, it will be gone?
Lu Youming was stunned for a moment, seeing the floating dust approaching his feet, he "popped" and opened the person.Scanning back and forth, he looked very vigilant.

Fuchen was slapped, but his mind was still blank.

Lu Youming looked at her firmly, pursed his lips, and frowned slightly.

Fuchen touched the schoolbag expressionlessly, then went to touch the money.

Lu Youming took the money and walked past Fuchen, "Follow up and shake off the tail behind you."

The sound is low.

Fuchen raised his brows, and subconsciously looked back.

Lu Youming has already left.Enter the complex residential building.

Fuchen lowered his head and silently followed.

When he didn't catch a glimpse of anyone out of the corner of his eye, he quickly followed.

Turn left and right, I don't know how long it took.Lu Youming finally stopped.

Fuchen stood in front of him, kicking his breath.

"What did you find?" Lu Youming asked.

Fuchen was puzzled, pretended not to know, and asked, "Is there any difficulty?"

"You don't know." It was concluded in one sentence.

Fuchen: "..." I don't know the situation at all, and I don't know how to play tricks.

When it was punctured, Fu Chen didn't bother to pretend, and asked eagerly, "Did something happen to you? Did someone find out what you did?"

Lu Youming leaned against the wall, in a very relaxed posture, smoked out his cigarette and lit it, "What do you know?"

"Zhang Guihua (the mother of the tiger in Longping Village) always said that you must be a murderer."

"Cough." Lu Youming choked with a smile, took out the cigarette from his mouth, and exhaled, "Do you believe her words?"

"Then why are you hiding? It's 10 yuan. It's enough to buy a house, why do you need money?" Fuchen suddenly felt uncomfortable and kicked Lu Youming's foot.

Lu Youming bowed his head.

Fuchen stretched out his hand and looked straight at him, stubbornly.

Lu Youming was stunned.

"Hurry up." Fu Chen kicked again.

She also wants to save face.

Lu Youming glanced back and forth.

Fuchen subconsciously swept back and forth.

nobody.

Very strange.

Floating dust has already confirmed that something happened.

Lu Youming squatted down, Fuchen immediately stepped forward to hug him.

The moment you feel the other person's temperature, you understand the meaning of hugging.

Make sure you're still there.

Make sure I'm not alone.

Fuchen laughed.

When Lu Youming picked up the man, it was difficult to hold the cigarette in his hand.Let go, the cigarette fell to the ground, and the foot was crushed.

"Tell me, what did you find at your godfather's house. He said that you copied some things with paper, and they were all insignificant things. But a child would never be interested." Lu Youming said lightly.

He smelled very bad.

Sweat smell.smoke.

Just put it on the collar.

Fuchen lay on Lu Youming's shoulder, "I don't know, it just feels strange. He was beaten."

Lu Youming turned around, "Because of this?"

"You can fight." Fuchen looked at him with a dull expression.

Very sure.

Lu Youming didn't speak, and fell into silence.

"Lu Youming, let's turn ourselves in." Fuchen persuaded.

"What do you call me?" Lu Youming raised his tone.

"Lu Youming. You don't even admit that I'm your daughter." Fu Chen was angry.

"Then what am I hugging now? A dog?"

Fu Chen laughed, holding his head, "Dad."

Lu Youming slightly turned his head away, and after a while, a low "um" sound came from his nose.

"Let's surrender. Okay?" Fuchen persuaded,
Lu Youming didn't speak, but stared at other places.

"Father." Fu Chen shouted.

"You're still young." Lu Youming said, his voice full of wind and frost.

Fu Chen was stunned, she didn't know what happened, but she felt that she was not a burden, "I'm fine. Nothing happened."

Uncle Qi, they are all very good.

Lu Youming turned his head and said hesitantly, "You... stare at your adoptive father."

Fu Chen was stunned, "Does he have a problem?"

Lu Youming: "It is essential to guard against others."

(End of this chapter)