God has some double standards

"Bo'er, is your friend here?" The beauty on the bed is in full bloom, with a variety of styles, and a side profile can make people lovesickly.

Fu Chenbo held Qianqian's arm with an ugly face, holding his nails white.

Qian Qiang was in pain, even though the pain was not enough for her, she still slapped it with a crisp "pa".

The beauty looked towards the door nervously: "What's wrong? Bo'er?"

"It's okay." Fu Chenbo's voice was hoarse and he didn't dare to make a sound, he could only stare at Qianqian with warning eyes, like a she-wolf who was cornered to protect her cubs.

Qianqian didn't have any worries anymore, she had recovered now, and her voice returned to her usual lively and soft voice: "It's Fu Chenbo, he pulled my hand too hard, it hurt me, and I beat you!" A slap."

Fu Chenbo was dumbfounded, and he really didn't understand how anyone could yell about these things openly without the slightest bit of shyness: "Don't talk nonsense."

Qian Qian imitated Ah Zhi and blinked, with an innocent face: "You didn't hold my hand? Did you not use force? Did you not hurt me? If you don't believe me, I'll roll up my sleeves and show you..."

Before Qian Qian could say anything more, the beauty was angry: "Bo'er! How can you treat a girl so rudely!"

"Mother, I..." Fu Chenbo wanted to argue for himself, but was robbed by Qian Qian.

She looked angry, but her tone was coquettish: "Auntie beauty, you don't know how hateful Fu Chenbo is. He stared at me and said that I am not a good girl. I am not a good girl." Girl, I even fed him porridge myself, why am I not a good girl?"

The beauty was surprised that his son was willing to eat porridge that was fed to him by others?Her face couldn't help softening, and she waved to Qianqian: "Little girl, come here."

Fu Chenbo grabbed Qianqian's wrist, Qianqian broke free, made a face at him, and sat down next to the beauty with a proud face.

Qian Qian's soft voice was full of admiration: "Wow—Auntie Beauty, you are so beautiful, even more beautiful than I just looked at you from a distance. How can you be so good-looking." Some people's praise sounds exaggerated, But it is pleasing.

The beauty was naturally pleased, she was taken aback, and said with a smile: "The little girl has such a sweet mouth."

Qian Yao raised her chin, her face was taken for granted: "My father... my father also said so."

The beauty smiled: "Then your father must be happy every day."

"That's for sure, I'm his old man's happy fruit."

Fu Chenbo twitched his lips and thought to himself, shameless.

The beauty's voice was soft and gentle, with curved eyebrows and eyes: "What's the girl's name? Can you tell my aunt?"

"My name is Qianqian. Qianqian who looks for him thousands of times in the crowd, and Qianqian who holds hands to spend the rest of his life together."

The beauty sighed: "What a good name."

"That's not it." Qian Qian was even more proud, "It would be great if I could look better. I don't ask for more good-looking, just a little more than half of my beautiful aunt."

The beauty snorted and laughed, fumbling to pat Qianqian on the head.

Qianqian is very familiar with this movement, and when she saw this, she took the initiative to move her head to make it easier for the beauty to touch it.

"You are a good boy. If Bo'er still dares to say no, just tell me and I will beat him for you." The beauty was charming and angry.

"Okay." Qian Qian hooked her fingers at Fu Chenbo triumphantly, "Then let's eat something with Auntie Beauty, shall we?"

The beauty froze her body in embarrassment.