Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Su Zhixiao originally wanted to say that it doesn't matter, just a few steps will not delay a few seconds.

But, before he could speak, he was hugged by the waist.

Aunt Feng stood at the door and hurriedly turned away.

Unexpectedly, the couple stared blankly as soon as they entered the door.

Mom, mom, mom~

Fuck, why is this brat here?

He also rushed over thumpingly, so scared that his father hurriedly backed away while hugging his mother, and hurriedly said:

Fu Zhizhou, stand there and don't move!

Well?

The kid slammed on the brakes:

dad?

There are so many question marks in my little head.

Seeing the cub standing there without moving, his father breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, he carried the person in his arms to the side of the sofa:

Fu Zhizhou, bring a pillow here.

The kid suddenly had a flash of light:

Oh, yes, Dad.

Bounced to the other side of the sofa and hugged a pillow:

Dad, here it is.

His father took it, and then said:

Go to the room and get the blanket.

The kid nodded his head.

But Aunt Feng had already brought out a blanket from the guest room on the first floor, and shook it several times before handing it over:

Second young master.

The kid probably finally came back to his senses, ran forward, stood by the sofa, with his little hands behind his back, his ten fingers were twisted together, and then asked in a low voice:

Is mom sick?

Seeing his son's small face, Su Zhixiao raised the corners of his lips and beckoned:

Come here baby.

The child slowly moved forward step by step.

Unfortunately, when he was about ten centimeters away from his mother, his father ruthlessly stopped him.

Cover the child's face with a big palm, and push back.

The child exclaimed twice in a low voice, and the big palm on his face was already removed.

The little mouth pouted immediately:

Dad, what are you doing?

Glancing at the little brat, he snorted coldly again:

Fu Zhizhou, from now on, you are not allowed to get close to my wife!

Otherwise, see you once, beat you once!

Why, Dad?

How can there be so many reasons? Remember!

Su Zhixiao twitched several times at the corner of his mouth before speaking:

Fu Jiyan, don't be so cruel to him!

It's my own, and I didn't pick it up from anywhere.

Congee porridge, come to mom, and ignore your dad.

With the mother's opening, the child finally approached, put his small mouth on his mother's face and gave him a big kiss:

Mom, are you sick? asked again.

Su Zhixiao smiled, and gently stroked his son's little head with his hands:

Well, yes, so, during this period of time, mother may not be able to hold our baby.

When the child heard that his mother admitted that he was sick, his little face became very worried, and he said anxiously:

Mom, what's wrong with you? Did you see the doctor uncle? Does it hurt?

So many questions.

Su Zhixiao pinched his son's face:

I've already seen the doctor, it doesn't hurt, baby, don't worry, okay?

The child nodded. As for whether he really believed it or understood it, only the child could know for himself.

There is a high probability that you may only understand about half of it.

Aunt Feng watched from the side, and then said:

I'll go to the kitchen to see if the chicken is ready. The young lady has to make up for it during this time.

Women, after going through this experience, they all need to make up for it.

Otherwise, when you get a little older in the future, you will easily have physical problems.

Little confinement, make up for it.