Cannon fodder husband and wife dressed as villains

Wang Cheng looked at the man who was packing the suitcase quickly, "How do you go back this late at night?"

Lin Qiong looked up at him.

!!!

Wang Cheng hurriedly turned his head away from the person's eyes, "I won't send you back to see that old pervert."

Lin Qiong corrected, "That's old baby~, okay?"

Wang Cheng's scalp was tingled by this disgusting address, "That's not an old man, you are young and not bad, what can you find? Find a rich second generation who went to college and idled away, and he is older than this paranoid control desire

Pervert strong!Then you are still in love! "

Lin Qiong shook her head after listening, "You are still too young."

Wang Cheng, who is only one year younger than Lin Qiong, "You didn't realize what you understood when you were older."

"You look down on people."

Wang Cheng's face was numb, "No."

Lin Qiong: "It's much more reasonable."

"for example?"

"It's better to spend time with the old man than to spend time with the boy."

"..."

great.

Wang Cheng wanted to open Lin Qiong's little head to see what was going on inside, "Money is that important? Are you happy with that old pervert? Can this money buy you?"

Lin Qiong thought about it seriously, "I don't know if money can buy happiness."

Wang Cheng was relieved, "That's right."

Lin Qiong: "But can happiness be sold for money?"

"..."

Wang Cheng bit his cheeks in anger, "Clean up, go back and chat with that old pervert, whatever you want, don't care."

Lin Qiong emphasized again, "Old baby."

"Okay, okay, old baby, old baby!!!"

Seeing that Lin Qiong started to pack things again, she gritted her teeth angrily, "Sooner or later, you will regret it."

Lin Qiong folded her clothes and looked at the popular red face, "Why are you so angry?"

Wang Cheng looked at Lin Qiong as if he was looking at Niziyi again, "Can you not be angry? Look at you being fooled by money."

Lin Qiong put the clothes in the suitcase, "It's not good, money is everything."

Wang Cheng: "I don't believe it."

"Do you have money?"

Wang Cheng thought about it, since he only had a few hundred dollars in wallet, "No."

Lin Qiong: "That's why you don't believe it."

"..."

When she was young, Lin Qiong had no family to look enviously at being taken to McDonald's by her parents, thinking how nice it would be if he had money, so he could go too.

After growing up, he managed to earn some money and was cheated out of his life by being treated as a big wronged person. He slept under the bridge hole under the newspaper, thinking that it would be great if he had money.

This is his value. He likes money, as long as he has money, he doesn't want to compete with stray dogs for food, and he doesn't want to starve to death.

After packing up her clothes, Lin Qiong turned around and took another big red pomegranate.

Wang Cheng looked at it, "Your suitcase is not too heavy, why are you taking the pomegranate back?"

Just as Lin Qiong was about to drive, Wang Cheng jumped a little, "Give me your old baby again?!"

Lin Qiong smiled shyly, "This pomegranate is sweet."

Wang Cheng: "I haven't eaten anything from that old thing. I brought mangoes last time, and I will bring them this time."

Lin Qiong: "Last time he said this fruit is delicious."

Wang Cheng looked at Lin Qiong and felt that Lin Qiong could be saved.

Lin Qiong packed her suitcase and put on her clothes, but since the suitcase was full, Pomegranate could only hold it with her hands, and then looked at Wang Cheng, "Let's go."

Wang Cheng wondered: "Where are you going?"

Lin Qiong said without hesitation, "Go back to Linshi."

Wang Cheng turned his head, "If you want to go back, you can go back on your own, and you don't go back to chat with the old man. It doesn't look like you are a person who is deceived by money."

Lin Qiong stretched out a palm, "Five hundred."

Wang Cheng frowned: "What do you mean, look down upon?"

Lin Qiong: "One thousand."

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, "Go back and get your driver's license."

"..."

Money is fucking everything.

It was past seven in the evening when we returned to Linshi, the big villa was brightly lit, Lin Qiong came to the door with a suitcase and pressed the combination lock.

The secretary heard the combination lock ring, "Boss."

Fu Xingyun also put down his chopsticks while eating, "Go and see who it is."

The secretary shook his head, but he took out a rolling pin from the kitchen without any hesitation. There were indeed examples of someone barging in before, and it was the rich second generation who had a problem with Fu Xingyun looking for someone.

Before anyone walked out of the restaurant, they heard the sound of the door closing at the entrance.

Grunts mixed with footsteps.

The secretary held his breath, and the next moment a fluffy head popped out from the corner.

"hi~"

Your little cutie suddenly appeared.

However, as soon as Lin Qiong looked up, he saw the secretary holding the rolling pin high.

Lin Qiong: ...

secretary:……

Boom—Lin Qiong fell to the ground with a pomegranate in her hand.

When the secretary saw that it was Lin Qiong who hurriedly put down the rolling pin, "Mr. Lin."

Lin Qiong seemed to be petrified by the little mouse, motionless.

After Fu Xingyun heard the address from the secretary, he turned to look.

I saw Lin Qiong standing halfway around the corner.

Lin Qiong: cute jpg

The secretary hurriedly put the rolling pin aside, "Mr. Lin, are you okay? I thought it was a thief breaking in, I'm sorry."

Lin Qiong was relieved after hearing this, "Really, I thought...it's all right."

As he spoke, he quickly picked up the pomegranate from the ground.

Fu Xingyun watched the person adjust his expression, pursed his lips and choked out a sentence, "Why are you back?"

Lin Qiong put the pomegranate on the dining table, "I will be back when I miss you."

Talking is not as vigorous as usual.

Fu Xingyun glanced at the secretary, who instantly froze and hid the rolling pin behind him.

"scared?"

Lin Qiong shook her head, "No."

Then he took a quick look at the person, "It's just a surprise."

"..."

Fu Xingyun coughed and tried to divert people's attention, "How come back?"

Lin Qiong: "Come back by car."

It's really hard to see the well-behaved people in front of you.

Fu Xingyun gave the secretary a look, and the secretary hurriedly took the rolling pin out and went home.

"Didn't it say it would take a week?"

Lin Qiong gradually recovered, "Are you unhappy that you came back early?"

Fu Xingyun: "No."

Lin Qiong asked, "Then why aren't you excited at all?"

Seeing people started to be boring again, Lin Qiong didn't make it difficult for anyone, "The actor who played the opposite role asked for leave and came back."

"Do you want to go back later?"

Lin Qiong nodded, then pushed the pomegranate in Fu Xingyun's direction, "Try it."

Fu Xingyun glanced at Pomegranate, "You brought it back?"

"of course."

As he spoke, he washed his hands and broke some, and handed them to Fu Xingyun.

"It's the first time I tasted such sweetness, I want to bring it back for you to taste."

The young man's eyes were shining, and then he opened the chair and sat down next to the person, and gave pomegranate grains to the person's hand one after another.

From time to time, a cool touch came from the palm of the hand, as if a bird would fly away again before it touched the palm from time to time.

Fu Xingyun looked at the huge red fruit in his hand, as if glowing with red sparks, burning his skin, "You don't need to bring these back next time."

Lin Qiong looked at him puzzled, "Why?"

"unnecessary."

Lin Qiong glanced at him, then quickly stuffed a handful of pomegranates into the person.

"Sweet?"

Fu Xingyun froze for a moment, looked at the person with a smile and bent his eyes, "Sweet."

"Then bring it to you next time."

Seeing that someone ate it, Lin Qiong stuffed the remaining brain in her mouth, puffed her cheeks and said, "Go up first, the luggage hasn't been put yet."

Lin Qiong put away her luggage, took a shower, and lay down on the bed to sleep soundly.

When having breakfast the next day, Fu Xingyun said: "Follow the Fu family tonight."

Lin Qiong was puzzled, Fu Xingyun and the Fu family had been at loggerheads, "Why go back?"

"Today is Mid-Autumn Festival."

Lin Qiong was a little surprised, "Really.

He has never had any idea about festivals, after all, it was only his own business to pass them before.

"That's fine." Lin Qiong readily agreed, "I'll take you by car."

Fu Xingyun: ...

When she arrived at Fu's house in the evening, Lin Qiong was really shocked, she didn't expect it to be so big.

A lot of people have come inside, it is better to say it is a family dinner than a family dinner.

The car was quite stable, and Fu Xingyun let go of his grip on the handlebar.

As soon as I got out of the car, I heard Fu Yuanyin, "Xingyun, Arjun."

Behind the woman was Fu Jinglin with a stinking face.

While Fu Yuan and Fu Xingyun were talking, Lin Qiong waved her hand, "Nephew."

Fu Jinglin responded, "Huh?"

Lin Qiong's small mouth opened into an O shape. She didn't expect this bad-tempered boy to pay attention to him, and then she drooped her mouth, "Why are you unhappy?"

Fu Jinglin flicked his hair irritably, "I just don't want to come, and I don't know what's so good about this place."

Fu Jinglin was straight-headed, he had no father since he was a child, although Fu Xingyun was a bit strict to him, but he also acted as a father in his life, and he also knew who was good to him.

Ever since Fu Xingyun's accident happened, Fu Jinglin could see whether they were relatives or not, they were all guys who only knew about interests.

Fu Xingyun and Lin Qiong were going to open the door for dinner at night.

Fu Jinghong has been focusing on people since Lin Qiong came, and he still remembers the last wedding.

Then he stepped forward and said with a smile to the person: "Brother came at the right time, just in time for dinner."

"Let's go, Dad is still alive."

Lin Qiong was about to push Fu Xingyun to leave, when the man said: "Just go."

Fu Jinghong was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Brother, Xiao Qiong won't follow?"

Fu Jinghong looked at the person's face, and deliberately called Lin Qiong.

Fu Xingyun's expression was flat, "He doesn't need to go."

Lin Qiong was startled, could it be that the Fu family is old and corrupt.

He can't eat at the table.

Fu Jinghong: "There's no reason not to go when you're here, your relatives are still toasting you newcomers."

Fu Xingyun: "He came by car."

Said and glanced at Lin Qiong, "You can't drink, go to the children's table."

"..."

Lin Qiong stretched out her small hand and slightly ok.

When I came to the children's table, I found that the average age was less than seven years old, and a group of nannies stood by. Lin Qiong sighed, and then suddenly saw a big guy among a group of chicks, and instantly found a sense of security.

Lin Qiong said directly, "Hi! Great nephew."

Fu Jinglin: ...

"How did you come?"

"You can't drink while driving, so your uncle will let you in."

Fu Jinglin heard it.

At this time, there was a little girl with a round hair, holding a big bottle of Coke in both hands, "Drink it, brother."

As he said that, he was about to pour it into Fu Jinglin's cup.

Fu Jinglin frowned, "No."

This was too impatient, and the sound scared the little girl so much that she shook her hands and couldn't shake the coke she was holding with great effort, her big teary eyes rolled around.

Lin Qiong frowned.

Fu Jinglin looked at Lin Qiong's expression and said, "Don't drink."

Seeing that the little girl pursed her mouth and dared not speak.

Lin Qiong: "If you can't drink it, go to the dog's table."