Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Anyway, one night, the two mothers nested together and picked up all kinds of wigs and hats online.

Mom, this one, this one looks good too, wow, that one looks good too!

Su Zhixiao twitched the corner of his mouth a few times, then looked down at the shopping cart.

Very good, I have purchased 19 more items before I knew it.

Moreover, this is all simplified and left over, otherwise, there will only be more.

Now the children have taken a fancy to two hats and a small curly hair.

cough.

Baby, enough is enough. A voice reminded.

The kid then leaned over his head and looked at the phone:

All right.

Looking at his son's small appearance, Su Zhixiao felt very ashamed: Is this choosing for the little sister, or is he choosing what he likes?

Baby, you don't need to give so many for your little sister. You can also choose the one that is most suitable for your little sister, okay?

The child pouted instantly:

Mom, why can't you give all of them to my little sister? Huhu asked.

I couldn't help it, I stretched out my hand to rua:

Little sister is in the hospital. The ward doesn't have that much room for so many things. We can wait for my little sister to recover and leave the hospital before sending it!

Is that so? That's fine.

It can be seen that the children are still very good at talking.

At this time, Teacher Fu came over with a glass of milk in one hand:

Still choosing?

Most men really can't understand: As for choosing for so long?

Why don't you just buy something?

Wouldn't it be good to just buy what you see?

What is there to worry about?

Heh, that's because you guys don't understand at all, so you shop around and choose the one with the best value for money, understand?

It will be fine soon.

Mom, just this and this.

Okay, listen baby.

Place an order, pay, and it's finally over.

Mr. Fu is helpless now, and his IQ is close to 200. Although it is not the highest, he can easily kill a lot of ordinary people in seconds.

But, at this time, I still can't figure it out, and I can't understand it.

Shaking his head, he handed over the cup:

It's getting late, drink some milk and get ready for bed.

It was nice when I handed it to my wife.

But when it was handed to the son, it was a world of difference:

Fu Zhizhou, are you waiting for me to feed you?

Forehead.

The kid shook his head and quickly reached out to take it:

Thank you, Dad.

Gudong Gudong, the child finished drinking the milk quickly:

Mom, Porridge is going to bed.

Go up and wash up first, and mom will come to accompany you later.

Uh-huh.

After the child left, his father sat where the child was just now:

Honey, are you going to the hospital tomorrow to have the stitches removed and a follow-up visit?

Um.

What time is the appointment?

afternoon.

Hearing that it was afternoon, the man frowned:

Can I change the time? asked.

Su Zhixiao knew what was going on as soon as he heard it:

If you have something to do, go and do it. I can run and jump now, so I can go there by myself.

I'm worried.

The woman rolled her eyes immediately:

Why are you worried? Will I be robbed if I go alone or something?

cough cough.

Let Aban take you there.

I have to compromise.

OK.

How can you not know that men are concerned about themselves?

In this regard, of course there is no opinion.

I'm going on a business trip to Linshi tomorrow morning, and I'll be back basically in the evening.

It must be back and forth in one day, otherwise, it is impossible to agree to the past.

knew.

Stretched slightly, stood up from the sofa:

I'm going to see my son.

Sitting on the sofa, the man rarely muttered:

Son, son, I know your son all day long!