With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

he?

Are you pulling your pants?

I have a dog!

Song Yu, who was drinking water, tried hard to suppress a smile.

But I couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

A small amount of unswallowed water choked her throat, causing her to cough, but she still couldn't help laughing.

Fu Hanyu's cold eyes looked at her flushed little face, with obvious anxiety and distress, stretched out his long arms, pulled her to his side, patted her on the back, helped her calm down, and said in a deep voice : "Slow down."

Half of Song Yu's body, as if boneless, lay on his chest, with his chin resting on his shoulder, trying to suppress his laughter, but his shoulders were still trembling slightly.

Her soft body gently rubbed against her bosom with a sweet fragrance, making his deep eyes glow with starlight, his body was a little stiff, and his breathing also sank.

"Xunbao." Song Yu gave him a thumbs up.

Song Xingji was going crazy, his anger went straight to Tianling Gai, he threw the things in his hand on the dining table, looked at her from embarrassment, saw her whole body, laughed and fell into Fu Hanyu's arms.

The anger in his stomach soared again, and he pointed at her with shame and anger, his eyes were red, and he broke his voice with a roar: "I didn't pull it!"

Song Ze endured a lot of hard work, and now he couldn't hold it any longer. Pointing to the plastic bag on the table, he explained to the confused Fu Xun, "Little uncle didn't pull up his trousers, it's stinky tofu!"

Fu Xun walked over, sniffed it closely, quickly covered his nose because of the smell, and stepped back a few steps in disgust, with a look of horror on his face, unable to figure out why there was such a smell.

"It's stinky tofu!" Song Xingji was about to go crazy, he turned his head and took out the stinky tofu: "Did you see it? It's stinky tofu!"

soy Mujer.

Is it that funny?

Song Yu nodded and responded, "It's stinky tofu."

Fu Xun's face was flushed red, those who did something wrong lowered their eyebrows slightly, and said seriously: "Little uncle, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"It's okay, you don't know." Song Xingji is such a big man, how can he be angry with a child who made an unintentional mistake? After the anger subsided a little, he glared at Song Yu and Fu Hanyu fiercely, lowered his voice and gritted his teeth: "The child is still there Woolen cloth!"

Can you pay attention!

Hug hug!

To show affection or to piss him off!

Song Yu gave a low cough, quickly withdrew from Fu Hanyu's arms, walked over calmly and took a bowl of stinky tofu, ate a piece for himself, and asked Fu Xun, "Do you want Xunbao to eat?"

"Aunt Yu'er, I don't like to eat this," Fu Xun refused in a childish voice, and ran away, covering his nose.

Fu Hanyu frowned slightly, did not look at the things in her hand, held her breath, and tried her best to endure the strange smell of stinky tofu.

"It's very fragrant and delicious." Song Xingji found that both of them didn't like this taste, so he deliberately took a bowl and put it in front of Fu Hanyu, arrogantly: "My little sister likes to eat this the most, you should try it too .”

A dangerous coldness flashed in Fu Hanyu's eyes, and he retreated almost invisible, with a cold voice: "Thank you, I don't like it."

Song Xingji was even more cheerful, and continued to stimulate him: "By the way, she also likes to eat durian. You must know that durian tastes on the same level as stinky tofu. There is also that snail powder. It smells stinky and tastes delicious. Wait a minute I'll go to the supermarket to buy a few packs, and then go back and eat."

Fu Hanyu never had a moment when he wanted to throw him, and his stinky tofu, together.

Song Xingji felt the chill and deep resentment coming from him, raised his eyebrows proudly, ate a piece of stinky tofu in front of him, and chewed it with great enjoyment.

Fu Hanyu's eyes darkened even more: ...

However, seeing Song Yu busily opening the windows to ventilate, and turning on the ventilation system in the car, his heart suddenly became soft again, and his eyes were filled with softness.

Song Yu turned on the ventilation, pulled Song Xingji who was making the smell, and called Song Ze: "Zebao, take them all, let's go out to eat, the smell is too strong."

Song Ze obediently picked up all the stinky tofu, followed him and got out of the car.

Fu Xun really wanted to go down with him, but after thinking about the unbearable smell, he still sat there without moving.

until the outside.

Three people finished the stinky tofu.

Song Ze stood at the door and called him: "Fu Xun, Second Uncle is lost, do you want to go pick him up with us?"

Fu Xun hesitated for a moment, stuffed two cotton balls in his nose, and ran over with short legs: "I want to go together."

Fu Hanyu looked at the door, Song Yu's back turned around, a flash of disappointment flashed in his heart, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, the hand holding the signature pen paused for a moment, leaving a black spot on the signature on the paper.

Who knew that Song Yu only took two steps, then turned back, quickly got into the car, entered the bathroom, and closed the door with a bang.

The gloom in Fu Hanyu's eyes disappeared, and he looked up at the bathroom door, hearing the sound of rushing water coming from inside, a smile could not help but appear on the corners of his lips.

After about 5 minutes.

Song Yu came out in a beige long dress, only showing her well-proportioned and beautiful calves and delicate ankles. She was wearing a pair of sandals, revealing her white and beautiful toes, which were extremely cute.

Fu Hanyu raised his eyes, looked towards her, and smiled at her.

Song Yu also smiled at him.

Fu Hanyu looked at her helplessly, picked a place farthest from him, sat down at the window, his eyes were as dark as ink, and his emotions were fluctuating.

She sat lazily on the chair by the window.

The evening wind in early autumn lifted the broken hair on her forehead, and gently brushed her delicate and fair cheeks, making her long eyelashes slightly lowered, trembling like butterfly wings.

"Fish."

he called her.

Song Yu was checking Weibo, watching the crew of "Taoyao", watching the news about Zhang Zijun being a demon, and hearing his slightly hoarse voice, he looked up at him with some doubts in his eyes.

"come over."

Fu Hanyu's voice was a little hoarse, and on the cold white jade-colored neck, the sexy and clear Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Song Yu looked at his pale and sickly skin under the warm light in the car, and that handsome face that fascinated people no matter when he saw it, and his thoughts were confused for a while: "ah ?”

Fu Hanyu looked at the ignorance in her eyes, put down the documents in his hand, and rolled the wheelchair to her side.

Before Song Yu could react, the mobile phone in his hand had already fallen into his hands, and he put it on the table. His slender fingers, as white as jade, landed on her forehead.

The slightly cool fingertips penetrated into her heart along her warm skin.

"Fu Hanyu." Song Yu's voice was tinged with the tide of the autumn night, and when he looked up, he could see a small leaf between his fingers.

"There is something." Fu Hanyu said in a low voice, slowly bent down, his handsome face slowly approached her, and he breathed hotly, slowly approaching.

"It smells, you don't like it." Song Yu said in a low voice, holding his approaching chest with one hand, and trying to cover his mouth with the other.

But he clasped her slender wrist with his long fingers, and his lips, which were only a thin layer of paper away from her cheek, moved down, leaned closer, sniffed lightly, and laughed softly: "I like it."