Mommy, Please Wait To Be Loved

"Moer?"

Fu Tingye's voice trembled: "Mo'er, are you okay? Are you injured?"

"No, I'm fine." Tang Moran's voice choked: "Uncle Fu, don't worry about me."

Fu Tingye’s heart bluntly hurts, pressing against the undulating heart and the faint pain, softly coaxing her: "Mo'er, don’t

Cry, I'll take you home soon, OK? "

"Ok."

"Have you eaten? Have you eaten properly?"

"I have already eaten."

"Well, take care of yourself, don't resist them over there, I will take care of everything. Trust me, do you understand?"

"Um..." Tang Moran rubbed his eyes, "Uncle Fu, don't scold Fu Jingting, he didn't mean it."

"Don't worry about his business, take care of yourself over there."

"Ok."

"Uncle Fu..."

Before Tang Moran could finish her words, one hand lightly took away the mobile phone from her hand.

Then Tang Moran watched as Du Ziang hung up his phone.

Tang Moran glared at Du Ziang fiercely.

"Mother-in-law, it's so annoying." Du Ziang put his phone in his pocket and smiled: "But what surprised me was that,

People like Fu Tingye also have weaknesses, and they are still women. "

As he said, he went to pinch Tang Moran's face, Tang Moran's face turned dark, and he quickly hid behind.

Du Ziang gave up.

...

Tang Moran is here with Du Ziang, and the days are not sad. Du Ziang is absent during the day, and the servants at home ignore it.

She served three delicious meals a day, and Tang Moran nestled on the sofa watching TV after eating, waiting for Du Ziang to return.

When she came, she begged Du Ziang to call her Fu Tingye.

Those two or three minutes of conversation every day had become what Tang Moran looked forward to most.

On this day, Tang Moran couldn't help crying as soon as he got the phone.

Uneasy grievance, fear and longing filled her heart, but even so, Tang Moran still dare not be Fu

Ting Ye knew.

She didn't want Fu Tingye to worry about herself anymore.

Something happened to him, he was more anxious than anyone else.

"I'll be able to go back in two days, right?"

"Well, can I pick you up in person?"

Tang Moran's eyes were hazy with tears, "Well, I'm waiting for you."

In the last two days, Tang Moran almost counted the time. The last night, she was even more anxious and excited.

Didn't sleep, early the next morning, I waited eagerly for Du Ziang to send her back.

When it was approaching noon, someone invited Tang Moran out.

As soon as Tang Moran walked out of the gate, he saw Fu Tingye standing not far away, tall and tall.

Tang Moran rushed over and threw directly into Fu Tingye's arms.

"Uncle Fu..."

Fu Tingye hugged him tightly, his heart hurting slightly.

She would call him "Uncle Fu" only when she was scared.

These days, she must be frightened.

Fu Tingye directly hugged her up.

When he got home, Fu Tingye had been waiting in the living room.

"little guy!"

Tang Moran saw the wound on Fu Jingting's face and frowned, "Your face..."

She looked at Fu Tingye subconsciously.

Fu Tingye pursed his lips: "He fell by himself."

"Yes, I fell by myself."

Tang Moran said "Oh".

Fu Tingye carried Tang Moran upstairs,

As soon as he returned to the room, Fu Tingye put Tang Moran on the bed and stretched out his hand to pull at her clothes.

"A Ye..."

Tang Moran struggled embarrassedly.

Fu Tingye frowned: "Mo'er, let me confirm that you are not injured."

Tang Moran let go of his hand holding the collar a little bit: "I haven't...injured. I'm fine. I eat all meals on time."

"Really?"

"Well," Tang Moran stared at Fu Tingye's face, frowning: "You are the one who lost weight."

Fu Tingye held her hands and kissed softly on her lips: "Then do you want to check me and see where I have lost weight."

Tang Moran pulled out his hand and blushed, "I don't care where you lose weight."

"You just said that I was losing weight. Didn't it feel bad for me?" Fu Tingye put on an injured appearance: "Forget it,

It seems that nobody loves me anymore. "

"No, I...I am worried about you, I am also afraid, I am afraid I will never see you again, what should I do, although

It’s good to eat and live there, but I’m not stable for a moment, I think about you all the time, I think if you don’t

Come to rescue me, what should I do if I can't run back? Can we not be together? "

Tang Moran said his worries at the time.

Fu Tingye reached out and hugged her into his arms, closed his eyes, took a deep breath and hugged her tightly, afraid that she would disappear in the next second

General: "No, Mo'er, this kind of thing will never happen, trust me, as long as there is me, I will protect you

Well-rounded, we must stay together for life. "

No one wants to separate them, he will keep Mo'er by his side at any cost, so that Mo'er will always be like now

A carefree life.

Tang Moran wrapped his hands around his waist and clasped his arms tightly: "A Ye, I believe you, I think you will definitely not leave me alone.

Yes, you will definitely protect me, and I will trust you no matter what. "

Fu Tingye fell in love, tore her clothes apart, and pressed her to the bed. He hadn’t seen her for a few days and missed her deeply.

Bone, that kind of fear combined with his current thoughts made him want to have her hard.

...

Fu Jingting has drunk the third cup of coffee. He knows what the two of them are doing upstairs, and he also knows that he is sitting in the living room.

Waiting like a fool inside.

But he didn't confirm once again that Xiao Budian had returned intact, so he dared not leave.

This time it was his responsibility. It was because of him that Xiao Budian had been frightened so much.

He has to apologize.

It wasn't until the evening when the two people came down from downstairs. They were so affectionate that there were sparks in Fu Jingting's eyes.

"You two shouldn’t be so impatient, brother, it’s not that I said you, you just got back, you can’t

Let her rest and talk? "Fu Jingting looked at Tang Moran up and down while speaking, and looked at Tang Moran's complexion and body.

The body is good, so I secretly relieved.

Fu Tingye glanced at him coldly, and said without any emotion: "What are you doing here?"

"What you said is really mean, anyway, I am also your brother." How could Fu Tingye be so mean to herself?

Tang Moran is so good, this gap is so big that his brother can't stand it.

Fu Tingye glanced at Tang Moran next to him, and there was nothing to mention again. This time, if it weren't for Fu Jingting, Tang

I would never be taken away by chance, and suffered so many days.

Tang Moran couldn’t bear to see Fu Jingting blame himself so much, and said, "Uncle Fu, I’m fine now, you see, I’m not

Come back well? I have also eaten a lot of delicious food, you don't have to worry or blame yourself. "

"It's my little boy who cares for me." As he said, Fu Jingting stretched out his hand to touch her head, but Fu Tingye felt cold.

The sharp eyes frightened away.

Tang Moran didn't think anything, with a sweet smile: "Second Uncle Fu is polite, I'm afraid you blame yourself."

Fu Tingye was extremely possessive and pulled her into her arms and hugged her: "Eat, you, go back." Naturally, what he said was Fu Jingting.

Fu Jingting’s face is sometimes as thick as a city wall. For example, now, he should not understand what Fu Tingye said.

Well, turned to look at Tang Moran.

Tang Moran glanced at Fu Tingye, because the two had just finished getting close, she was bold: "Why, let Second Uncle Fu

Let's go after eating here. "

Fu Tingye swept over with an indifferent look, Tang Moran looked like a rat who had seen a cat, her head shrunk and she didn't know where to go.

Hide inside.

Fu Jingting felt that there was no point in staying any longer, and waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, it seems that there is nothing in my small building

Eat the same, you two, slowly you and me, you feed me and I feed you. "

Fu Jingting took his clothes and walked out, not forgetting to add: "I'm still afraid that I can't eat you like that.

Let's eat. "

Tang Moran turned his head and looked at Fu Tingye purely: "Where are we?" They obviously didn't do anything in front of Fu Ershu.

Fu Tingye just greeted her to eat.

Let her sit next to her, and it will be easier for her to pick up vegetables. Although these days, as she said, the food is good, but

It is always unpleasant, and only he knows what she likes to eat, and only at home can she eat with peace of mind.

Tang Moran was eating his favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. He looked happy, and put two slices of sweet lotus root in the bowl in front of her.

The old hen soup stewed with nourishing herbs filled her with a full bowl, for fear that she would not be full.

Steward Qi came in from the outside, looking a little embarrassed.