Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

I thought there would be no more people coming tonight!

How many waves have there been this big night?

However, President Fu didn't intend to wait for Fu Er's consent at all, so he hung up the phone after speaking.

After about twenty minutes, in the distance, a Bentley slowly drove over and parked outside the gate of the Municipal Bureau's family courtyard.

Fu Jiyan arrived ahead of schedule, standing by the side of the road and waiting while smoking a cigarette.

When the car stopped, he threw the cigarette butt.

Over there, the door opens.

The first thing that catches the eye is President Fu's long legs. You know, President Fu's height is 195!

Holding the sobbing child in his arms:

Hey, don't cry, okay?

you saw it!

arrive?

The child stopped sobbing all of a sudden, and looked up a little bit.

When he saw his father with an unkind face, his little shoulders trembled, and then he yelled weakly:

dad!

Very guilty.

Ah.

Fu Zhizhou, what are you doing?

Not happy.

In the middle of the night, I was suddenly woken up by a phone call, and I had to go downstairs to blow the cold wind and wait for someone to pick me up. No wonder I would be happy, my heart was full of fire.

The child hid in Fu Feishen's arms and did not dare to make a sound.

In the end, of course it was Uncle Fu who spoke:

Fu Er!

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was full of warning and reprimand.

As expected of Mr. Fu!

In front of his own brother, someone finally restrained himself, took the little boy and hugged him in his arms.

Okay, you go back, I'll take him upstairs.

How are your siblings?

No big problem, skin trauma.

Well, I'll leave the porridge to you. Don't forget to send him to school tomorrow morning. He said worriedly.

Fu Ershao obviously twitched the corner of his mouth:

knew!

After Bentley drove away slowly, Fu Jiyan entered the gate with his son in his arms.

The child was lying in his father's arms, his chin resting on his father's shoulder, but his eyes kept looking around, which was extremely novel.

After all, it's the second time that the child has grown up, and the first time is still in a state of being sick and asleep.

How could Fu Jiyan not see that furry head turning around?

Fu Zhizhou, what are you looking at in such a mess?

No.

Finally, I didn't turn my little head anymore.

Ah.

Who are you hiding your ears and stealing your bells for? Tell me, why are you making trouble with your uncle at night?

The kid pouted, but didn't answer in the end.

Go upstairs and open the door.

Be gentle and wake up my wife and I will beat you up!

cut!

However, the movements of the children who went to the ground were still much lighter.

In the room, the light is not very bright, only the bedside lamp is slightly illuminated.

But as soon as the child arrived at the bedside, Su Zhixiao opened his eyes.

I thought I was dreaming, so I blinked a few times:

baby?

The child who had stopped crying for a while, couldn't hold back when he heard his mother's voice, and started crying again.

Woo woo woo mama mama mama~

This crying, looks so sad, so sad.

Su Zhixiao quickly sat up, not caring about the wound, and put his arms around his precious son:

What's the matter? Mother's little baby, stop crying.

The child cried a lot, and hiccupped. It looked really pitiful.

Mom, Congee Congee misses you so much, I can't fall asleep thinking about it.

So, since the mother and son talked on the phone around eight o'clock, the child has been thinking about his mother, and he has not fallen asleep in bed?

Most likely it is!

Moreover, the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became. In the end, I couldn't hold it back anymore, so I sat on the bed in the room and cried, right?