Destiny's Son is fascinated by me

"Mom, is Xinghe back?"

Before he could catch his breath, as soon as He Zhijun entered the house, he saw Mama He put a bowl on the head of Papa He who split his fork.

What did you do again?

Mama He was furiously tapping Papa He's forehead, but when she heard the sound, she turned to look at Zhijun He.

"How did you come back? Have you written it?"

"My son said something happened and went out, but he didn't come back."

"I was going to make something delicious for him tonight, but your dad is an idiot, he can get me wrong with salt and sugar!"

Father He secretly sent He Zhijun a look for help.

"Dad, then hold the bowl well and don't break it, I still have something to do."

He Zhijun is going to call Xinghe.

Mama He pricked up her ears.

"What's wrong!"

"Tell mom, why are you looking for Xinghe?"

Mama He approached with a wicked smile, and bumped into He Zhijun ambiguously.

"Miss him?"

"Is it too cold to sleep alone at night?"

Mother He fell into fantasy, "Hey hey."

"I made Xinghe angry again."

Zhijun He carefully looked at Mama He.

?

"I really shouldn't have any illusions about you."

Mama He withdrew her smile.

"What are you doing again?"

"I locked Xinghe out."

"Xinghe said he was disappointed in me, so he left."

He Zhijun lowered his head.

"Why don't you inherit anything except my beauty!"

Mama He was a little broken.

"Are you and your dad full of idiots?"

"Idiots can be hereditary!"

"If you don't get my son back, don't enter this house in the future!"

Throwing He Zhijun out of the house, He's mother slammed the door hard.

Walked into the kitchen and took a few more bowls.

"Why do both of you only have a picky eye?"

Father He had some ominous premonition.

A little more weight on the head.

"Give it to me!"

"If your daughter-in-law can't find her son, don't even try to put down the bowl!"

"Manager, we don't speak dark words when we are open."

Xinghe clasped his hands together, forming an oppressive posture.

"Why I came here, you also know the reason."

"This time it's just a warning."

"Since I can find this place, I don't mind spending a little more effort to find out who is behind you."

"But if you get to that step, it will definitely not look good."

"You know what to do, right?"

The manager was a little stiff, wiped his sweat, and kept nodding.

Xinghe stood up and smiled at the manager again.

"In this world, as long as you have done something wrong, as long as you have hurt others, everything has a ledger."

It is precisely because of such injustice that the Luck Protection Center, the Slag Counterattack Office and thousands of other departments in the Cosmic Alliance continue to operate.

"Everything is clear at a glance, and there will be no secrets."

"Not being exposed, it's just that the time has not come."

left the studio.

Xinghe dialed the phone, "Wei Chu, check the information for me."

"It's not the first time cheating, you're still afraid of this."

"Am I waiting to suffer?"

"The original address has been cleaned up for me?"

"I'll find you again if I have something to do."

He hangs up the phone of his best friend neatly, and Xinghe walks towards home.

First go say hello to He Dad and He Mom.

Go back and comfort your puppy.

"Yes, someone named Fu Xinghe came over."

"Don't care? But judging from his appearance, it doesn't look like he will let it go."

"Although it's just a warning, I feel a little hairy."

"The original batch of ids have all been blocked, and we can't find out who did it."

"Okay, then I will listen to you and stop temporarily."

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for your news here."

Xinghe carried the dessert that he brought to Mama He.

Still far away from home, I saw a large dog squatting at the door.

He Zhijun.

Why are you here?

Xinghe was a little worried.

I wonder if his mood has calmed down?

Why are you not at home, what are you doing squatting outside?

Will it be cold?

Xinghe walked forward quickly.

Seeing Xinghe, He Zhijun tightly grasped the painting in his hand.

He went up.

The two stood opposite each other.

"I drew pictures."

He Zhijun unfolded the painting foolishly.

"It's you."

"Do you feel like it?"

Xinghe took over the painting.

Well, very abstract.

Played steadily.

"Why do I have purple lips?"

Xinghe turned the painting to He Zhijun, pointing at the messy thing.

"And hair."

"Do you know what green hair means?"

Xinghe is serious.

"I was wrong!"

He Zhijun admitted his mistake loudly and skillfully.

"But I obviously used a black pen."

Confused, he muttered under his breath.

Xinghe suppressed a smile.

When I get home, I need to bring the pen back quickly.

this fool.

"Last time I said what would happen if you made a mistake?"

Put on a tiger face.

Xinghe continues to bully He Zhijun.

"Don't sleep with me in the future."

The author has something to say: it broke in a very strange position.

Why did it stop in the middle!What did this author do!

(Hey, this author is me, so it’s okay~)

Xinghe is good or bad, obviously he messed up the pen.hehehe~

[Next update time: [-]:[-] pm tomorrow~]