Fu Mingyi responded politely, "Yes."

Jiang Chen saw the knife flying towards Fu Mingyi, pointed at the floral dress, wig, wedge fisherman shoes and sun hat in the suitcase, and sneered: "Is this the gift you brought for Dad?"

Fu Mingyi bit his cigarette and asked with a smile, "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

It's so fucking surprised, happy, and amazing!

Jiang Chen slammed down the lid of the suitcase, stood up, and pointed to the door: "It's getting late, brother Fu, please take your suitcase and go back to rest."

Fu Mingyi let out a low laugh, and stuck himself in front of Jiang Chen, put his arms around his waist and brought him back to the suitcase: "What's the hurry, I haven't finished opening the suitcase yet."

Jiang Chen struggled.

However, Fu Mingyi was determined to treat him, and he really couldn't help it: "Did you grow up taking Dali pills?"

Fu Mingyi smiled lowly, and took Jiang Chen's hand to open the gift box.

Champagne long dress, diamond crown, white stiletto shoes, maroon wig.

Red cheongsam, red stiletto shoes, hosta, black wig.

A red pomegranate skirt, a step rock inlaid with red treasures, a flying headgear, and exquisitely embroidered crested shoes.

A one-shoulder mermaid skirt with black stripes on a white background, and black stiletto shoes.

Phoenix crown, Xiapei, red hijab.

Just fucking!

There are six sets of women's clothing, ancient and modern, Chinese and Western, all in one!

Jiang Chen's mood went from frightened and angry to indifferent to dumbfounded. He turned around and scolded, "Fu Mingyi, if you want a woman, go find her, and Shao Barren will bury me."

Fu Mingyi clasped the back of Jiang Chen's head, almost biting Jiang Chen's lips, gnawed forcefully, and sneered, "Little brat, didn't you wish Daddy and Daddy's Xiao Qingmei to have a baby early? The suits are here, let's try them one by one to see which suit has good Feng Shui and is suitable for pregnancy."

Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!

This dog, this is trying to kill him on the bed!

Jiang Chen pressed Fu Mingyi's shoulder and pushed it out: "Fuck off, Dad is not your little green plum."

Fu Mingyi tightened his arms, hugged Jiang Chen around his waist, turned around, pressed him on the carpet beside the bed, and snorted, "What? Jiang Xiaochen, dare to take wedding photos with my brother, but dare not recognize you as my little green plum?"

WTF?

etc!What's the meaning?

Taking wedding photos with him?he?Fu Mingyi?

Too shocked, Jiang Chen didn't even care about Fu Mingyi who was pushing and pushing him, pulling his jeans: "Speak clearly."

Fu Mingyi tugged on the jeans ungentlely, rubbed them a couple of times, and was about to vent his anger of being held back by the brat for half a month: "I'm not free, let Daddy have a good time first."

Hey!

Jiang Chen grabbed Fu Mingyi's shoulder, cursed in a low voice, and strangled Fu Mingyi's waist.

The scene in front of him changed from a shaking crystal chandelier, to a dark blue bed sheet, and to six large open suitcases that seemed to be upside down.

Rocking from a champagne gown to a scarlet hijab.

Fu Mingyi pressed the LSP on his back and asked irresistibly: "Choose it yourself, or will Dad choose it for you?"

Jiang Chen bit his lip and said nothing, the red hijab in front of him shook even more violently, Jiang Chen couldn't stand the shaking, and cursed intermittently: "You fucking never stop."

Fu Mingyi hugged Jiang Chen's waist and smiled, "It's up to you whether it's over or not."

Hey!

this fucking...

Is it because he has been plowing the fields without choosing this LSP?

Jiang Chen murmured in a low voice, "You really are a tireless old farm cow."

Fu Mingyi pressed the back of Jiang Chen's neck, slowed down a little, and smiled lowly: "If you really can't choose, Dad will choose for you. Let's take the floral dress today. It happens that the sea is just outside the window, and you can lie on it to suit the occasion." .”

"You fucking..."

Jiang Chen couldn't say the latter words, and Fu Mingyi stuffed them back into his stomach.

After being tossed by Fu Mingyi until midnight, the floral dress and red cheongsam became a mess.

Through the brocade, Fu Mingyi felt Jiang Chen's butterfly bones from his waist, and said, "Try the pomegranate skirt tomorrow, it will look really good when you shake it, maybe you can give us a baby."

Damn it!

The LSP routine was too deep, and Jiang Chen felt powerless, lying on the bed and pretending to be dead.

Fu Mingyi stared down at Jiang Chen's trembling eyelashes, and smiled lowly: "Hey, fish can be born, right? Is the fishtail skirt more feng shui..."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Chen couldn't pretend anymore, he scolded Fu Mingyi feebly, and chased him away, "If you're enjoying yourself, get out, dad doesn't want to make headlines with you tomorrow."

Brat, is this treating him as a self-help massage stick?

Before the ass is wiped, people are driven out.

Fu Mingyi was annoyed and funny, and hugged him to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Da Lala opened the curtains: "It's a rare view, let's watch the sunrise together and talk."

This is fucking!

A seamless switch from spring love to pure love?

But Jiang Chen really liked Fu Mingyi's tricks, and instantly leaned into Fu Mingyi's arms obediently, looked at the sky with gold rims with him, and said lazily, "I have to film tomorrow."

Fu Ming didn't take it seriously: "I'll ask you for leave."

Awesome!

Lin Song's play also dares to ask for leave if he asks for leave.

Jiang Chen didn't refuse, and felt a little sleepy when he relaxed, but he couldn't bear the rare warmth of LSP, so he forced himself to talk to Fu Mingyi: "Just open the curtains like this, are you really not afraid of the paparazzi breaking the news?"

Fu Mingyi said that the wedding is all ready, and I'm afraid of a poor revelation: "What? I was jealous of Gu Ming before, but now my father gave you a chance to have an affair with him, why are you still cowardly? "

Eat a barren vinegar.

He is not an idiot who goes out without a brain, can he not see the relationship between LSP and Gu Ming?

Jiang Chen's eyes slanted towards Fu Mingyi, "Get out! When did Dad ever counsel you?"

Fu Mingyi lowered his head and lightly pecked at Jiang Chen Feiyang's eyes, and said with a smile, "Hey, Dad doesn't like you being so wild."

Rare and wild?

The ideal type you mentioned in the talk show before is not wild.

Sure enough, it wasn't that he was blind, it was that this LSP was deep-minded and didn't speak the truth.

not right either...

Jiang Chen recalled what Fu Mingyi said before "Fuck you!", and instantly regained his energy. He didn't even watch the sunrise. He turned around and sat on Fu Mingyi's lap, pinched Fu Mingyi's chin, and asked viciously, "Fu Mingyi, how happy you are!" ?"

Fu Mingyi put his hands on the carpet, looked at Jiang Chen and smiled, "I haven't had a baby yet, so where is this?"

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes, pinched Fu Mingyi's chin and shook it lightly: "Be serious, I ask, you answer."

Fu Mingyi couldn't help but nodded slowly.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath indiscriminately, and asked, "What do you mean I took wedding photos with you?"

Fu Ming smiled.

I couldn't stop laughing: "Jiang Chen, what's the matter? It's because you are my only little childhood sweetheart. We are destined by fate. We took wedding photos 16 years ago."

this fucking...

Turning around, the counterfeit he thought was actually the real thing?

Jiang Chen's heart was full of ups and downs, and there was a hint of disbelief on his face with a paralyzed face: "No, how is it possible?! Isn't it Brother Ming who has been looking for Professor Liu for a review?"

Fu Mingyi put his palms on the back of Jiang Chen's neck, gently exerted force, and brought him into his arms, and said with a smile, "But you also want to have a checkup tomorrow."

Hey!

Can it be so!

Jiang Chen raised his head in Fu Mingyi's arms, concealing the expectation in his heart with a blank face: "The one who lifted me up from the well was..."

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