My daughter is so annoying

At the beginning of December, the first snow fell in Shanghai.

Although it was light snow, it fell all night. The next morning, a layer of snow piled up in the yard. Fang Cheng took advantage of Qingqing's nap time and started to clean it up with a shovel.

He also removed all the weeds in the flower garden by the way. As for the fish pond, Fang Cheng thought to wait for the weather to be better next year before raising fish again, not for himself, but for Qingqing. Children should like small animals, right?

It took more than an hour to clean up the yard, and then went back to the living room to tidy up all the things, washing and disinfecting.

Fang Cheng is already used to this kind of life, perhaps because he has seen everything in the past five years, Fang Cheng is not curious about the outside world at all now, he just wants to grow up with Qingqing and bring the best to him. Give her everything.

After finishing all this work, Fang Cheng sat slumped on the sofa, Qingqing was still awake, Fang Cheng turned on the TV and started watching.

It's the same variety show I watched last time.

The guest is still her, a popular little actress named Yang Yueyue.

Fang Cheng looked at it for a while, and felt drowsy. He found a blanket to cover his body, and was about to take a nap.

"Ding dong ding dong"

The doorbell rang again, Fang Cheng wrapped himself in a blanket, ran to the yard and opened the door.

There was a person standing at the door, a woman wearing a mask.

"you are?"

The woman glanced left and right, finally untied her mask, and asked with some embarrassment, "Can you let me in first?"

Fang Cheng's eyes widened! ! !

Isn't this... Yang Yueyue from the TV just now?

This!

how!

coming?

Fang Cheng swallowed, and opened the door.

Yang Yueyue walked in quickly, Fang Cheng closed the door, turned around and looked at Yang Yueyue, he still hadn't reacted yet, but Yang Yueyue had already walked into the living room.

Fang Cheng hurriedly followed.

The heart beats extremely fast.

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Chapter 18 The big star came to the house

"Where is Qingqing?"

Yang Yueyue looked around, and after not seeing Qingqing in the living room, she turned around and asked.

She had already taken off her mask at this moment, Fang Cheng stared at her blankly, and was momentarily bewildered.

What a nice view!

Maybe it's because Fang Cheng likes the way girls look without makeup, he thinks Yang Yueyue is much prettier than the one on TV.

Is the big star coming home?What's happening here!

Fang Cheng was both surprised and puzzled.

Seeing that Fang Cheng didn't respond for a long time, just staring at herself blankly, Yang Yueyue asked again: "Where's Qingqing?"

Fang Cheng pointed to the stairs and said, "Take a nap upstairs."

Yang Yueyue hurried up.

The combination of windbreaker, silk stockings, and leather boots clearly showed her good figure. When Yang Yueyue completely disappeared in front of her eyes, Fang Cheng slapped himself lightly, and hurriedly followed.

Yang Yueyue walked up the stairs to the third floor, and when she saw the crib, she immediately stepped forward, put her hands on the side of the fence, and looked at Qingqing on the bed with a smile on her face.

Seeing this scene, Fang Cheng also frowned.

He thought through all the possibilities in his mind, but he just couldn't think of why such a big star as Yang Yueyue would come to the house, and the goal was still Qingqing.

While Fang Cheng was thinking hard, Qingqing also woke up from her afternoon nap, and before she opened her eyes, she began to cry loudly.

Yang Yueyue was in a hurry, and kept saying: "Qingqing doesn't cry, Qingqing doesn't cry, mom is here, mom is here."

Mother! ! !

Qingqing's mother! ! !

Yang Yueyue turned out to be Qingqing's mother! ! !

The events of that night suddenly appeared in Fang Cheng's mind, Quentin's bar, chatting and getting drunk, going home together, sharing the same bed, sleeping together...

An unconcealable excitement was vividly highlighted on Fang Cheng's face.

No wonder she looked so familiar, no wonder the note said that she couldn't take care of Qingqing because of her status. It turned out that she was Yang Yueyue, a popular actress in the entertainment industry.

How did I do it in the first place?

Can I do it again?

"Fang Cheng, what should we do now?" Yang Yueyue thought that Fang Cheng had already remembered what happened that night and knew that she was Qingqing's mother, so she didn't explain anything.

Seeing that Fang Cheng was unmoved, Yang Yueyue yelled again.

Only then did Fang Cheng realize that he took two steps forward, walked to Yang Yueyue's side, took a light breath, and felt the fragrance was incomparable.

She smells so good.

Fang Cheng hugged Qingqing, shook her lightly, and whispered, "Qingqing is not crying, dad is here."

The crying became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Yang Yueyue looked dumbfounded, she didn't know what to say at this moment, but her eyes were already red.

Fang Cheng walked downstairs with Qingqing in his arms, Yang Yueyue followed, Fang Cheng said: "I can't let go, can you go make some milk powder for Qingqing?"

Now that they have all come to the door, Fang Cheng is not worried that she will leave inexplicably again.

Yang Yueyue pursed her lips lightly, lowered her head, clasped her hands together, and said embarrassingly, "I...I won't."

"It's okay, I said you just do it."