Marry ex-boyfriend his uncle

The soft and white fingers caressed the corners of his eyes, and the gentleness brought about brought a feeling of reassurance.

Although Fan Sucheng's heart immediately became agitated and impetuous because of Zhou Ling's words, it still didn't make him lose his patience.

He didn't want her and Zhou Ling to come to this point, and everything would become the beginning. Although, no matter where it was during the period, it is bitter and sweet in retrospect.

It's delicious, but the bitterness in it is so painful that it makes people's hearts ache and makes people crazy and persistent.

Even more, Fan Sucheng didn't want Zhou Ling to distrust him because of some of his actions.

"Honey, we both have a son," Fan Sucheng hugged Zhou Ling into his arms, kissing his temples with tenderness.

"Then you mean, if you don't have this child now, you will believe that I am with him, right? I slept with him, right?"

Zhou Ling became a little sharp at this moment. In fact, Zhou Ling still didn't believe in himself after all. He didn't believe in himself, and he had the ability to let Fan Sucheng stay.

As soon as Fan Sucheng's attitude became a little uncertain, he began to wonder if his place was not good enough, did he bore Fan Sucheng?

He was criticizing himself again, or he was too anxious because he took too much control sometimes, and couldn't wait for Fan Sucheng to say the next thing,

Every time when it comes to emotional issues, Fan Sucheng also figured out a routine. He put Xiaotuanzi on the bed and let him play for a while,

Before Zhou Ling could react and wanted to continue asking, he pulled him into his arms,

The big hand stroked his back, making him calm down slowly now. After the room was completely quiet,

Holding Zhou Ling's face in his hands, he spoke slowly into his eyes seriously.

"I mentioned Yuan Minghui earlier because he said in front of me that you are his boyfriend, and he meant that I was too despicable to snatch you away from him.

And he may have a hot head, and he may say such words on other occasions later, one is... . "

When Fan Sucheng talked about this, he said it was a little funny, but also a little helpless, and he was a little discouraged at the same time.

After Zhou Ling anxiously waited for him to speak, he immediately held Zhou Ling's cheek with his left hand, and kissed the corner of his mouth a few times.

Only then, amid Zhou Ling's urging eyes, continued to talk to him: "The Yuan family has caused some troubles now, and I also want to ask you if you would like to grow old with Mr. Fan. Now that you have a son, let's get married by the way." It's over too."

At that moment, Zhou Ling felt that his heartbeat had stopped, his eyes were blank, and his palms were still sweating.

A sentence kept echoing in my ears, it was the man I loved in front of me, asking him if he would marry him.

I just kept thinking in my mind, is he fantasizing at this moment...

"I don't know when will I be able to really let you have no other unexpected things happen when I propose. Can you give me such a chance?

I want to hold a wedding where men all over the world are jealous of me, let everyone talk about Fan Sucheng, what they will say is that he is a lucky man. "

At this time, Fan Sucheng hates marriage even more than Zhou Ling, as he himself said, he wants people all over the world to know that he is very happy,

He married the person he loved the most, and held a ceremony under the witness of relatives and friends, which was the most anticipated event in his life.

After Zhou Ling himself was surprised, he also felt a little ashamed for being too sensitive just now.

The man in front of him was used to him, and he became more and more squeamish. When this kind of feeling was very sensitive, he began to think in a mess.

In the end, it was this man who slowly got rid of himself, those messy thoughts, and left the thought he wanted the most in his heart to pass on to him.

Xiaotuanzi lying behind the bed looked at his two fathers, somehow they hugged each other in the end, and he was lying on the bed alone,

Xiaotuanzi didn't know what his father was doing at all, he just wanted to join the discussion between the two fathers.

However, his immature and childish yelling did not save the attention of the two fathers.

He didn't move his calf until the two fathers seemed to have calmed down, and the two fathers looked at him together.

"I'm sorry," Zhou Ling squatted down beside the bed, but he didn't reach out to hug Xiaotuanzi. Instead, he grabbed the little meaty leg and played with her on the bed, but he said the words to Fan Sucheng.

He knows his character, he is a little slow, he doesn't think about solving things by himself, but avoids them again and again.

Only when there is no way out, you force yourself to face it, dare to stand up, such a very headache.

He also thought about slowly correcting such thoughts. He has lived comfortably for the past two years.

The man next to him doted on him, and he seemed a little dizzy.

He didn't care about what others thought of him at all. Back in Macheng, he thought about raising this man.

"Sorry, this is the last time between the two of us, huh?"

The two were upstairs, because they were entangled with Yuan Minghui for a while, but they didn't rush down in time.

The people downstairs just thought that Fan Sucheng had finally found someone he cared about, and that he would not be so careless in the future.

Originally, I was thinking that maybe neither of them would come down, but when it was time to have supper,

Fan Sucheng hugged Xiaotuanzi and walked behind Zhou Ling, but he came down from upstairs. The combination of these three people is really eye-catching.

The little one was still talking all the way, not knowing what it meant, Fan Sucheng held his little pp with one hand, letting his chubby face rest on his shoulder.

He opened his small mouth, his teeth hadn't grown yet, and there was a fleshy pit on the back of his small hand, and he stretched out his hand to Zhou Ling who was walking behind them.

However, his appeal did not get the attention of Fan Sucheng and Zhou Ling, and Xiaorou Tuanzi also had a bad temper.

He suddenly let out a loud ah, which frightened Fan Sucheng, Zhou Ling and everyone in the living room.

The old lady was the first to laugh, then walked to Fan Sucheng's side, and hugged the little meat dumpling into her hands.

Now no matter what the little meat dumpling looks like, I think he is very cute, and the more I look at it, the happier I feel.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, grandma hugs you, grandma touches your belly, um, it's round, that means your belly is not hungry."

The little meat dumpling is used to the old lady and the old man. During such a long time in Macheng, most of these two old men helped Zhou Ling take care of the children.

And now that the old lady is making a fuss about the little meat dumpling, she also has a little skill in her heart.

As soon as the children appeared, they grabbed all the attention of the adults, and they couldn't continue playing the game of cards. They were all sitting in rows on the sofa,

The little meat dumpling is the mascot of this New Year, and it was twirled from the old lady's hand, and then hugged by the person next to her.

All the people are waiting, waiting for a while to make out with this cute, tiger-headed, and somewhat spooky little dumpling.

Zhou Ling and Fan Sucheng were sitting on the adult's sofa, talking to each other from time to time,

The atmosphere is also relatively harmonious, the key is that Fan Sucheng put all his thoughts on Zhou Ling, and even secretly touched Zhou Ling's hand,

I'm afraid that the people sitting in the hall didn't see it, the interaction between him and Zhou Ling was the same,

When Yuan Minghui saw Zhou Ling appearing, he wanted to stand up at that moment.

But Fan Ruyan, who was sitting next to him, quickly pulled him down, and pressed her hard on the sofa.

Fan Ruyan can control Yuan Minghui's movements, but can't he control Yuan Minghui's eyes?

Ever since Zhou Ling appeared, Yuan Minghui's eyes had been on Zhou Ling, and she never left.Sometimes I even want to open my mouth to talk to Zhou Ling,

Zhou Ling and Fan Sucheng occasionally met each other and said a few words, he was also full of smiles,

He felt uncomfortable with the sight of him falling on him, but in such an occasion, he just endured it.

Originally, he thought that all the elders in the family were here now, and Yuan Minghui would not be ignorant to come to talk to him at this time.

But Zhou Ling still underestimated Yuan Minghui, Yuan Minghui was very proud of himself, when the old lady called everyone to go to the living room for supper.

Zhou Ling was two steps behind, and Fan Sucheng was hugged by the first lady in front, and some crying little tuanzi went to coax her.

Zhou Ling wanted to go quickly and coaxed him, but Xiaotuanzi's crying made him upset, and his heart ached.

The hand placed by his side was grabbed by another force at once, his body leaned back a little, and he took two steps back.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Yuan Minghui with a gloomy face and anger in his chest, looking at him gloomyly.

"Don't you know me when you see me? You are really capable. You really came to Fan's house. You don't remember me...but I still remember you, Zhou Ling."

Yuan Minghui held on to Zhou Ling's hand so tightly that there were red marks on Zhou Ling's wrist. He held Zhou Ling's hand like it was tied by steel.

"Now the target is a big shot, so I don't need someone like me. Don't forget, if it wasn't for me, how would you be able to meet my uncle? If it wasn't for me, do you know what the Fan family is? Can you get here? Can you access to these people?"

Zhou Ling was grabbed by Yuan Minghui's hand. He shook it twice but failed to get rid of it. Then he stood still.

He looked a little gloomy, his eyes were black and bloodshot, his body was a little thin, his whole body was like dried cowpea,

"If you want to continue to stay in Fan's house, then cooperate with me, otherwise... I will tell uncle that you slept with me!"

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