Chapter 50

Song Fengwan used to think that the old lady of the Fu family was gentle and kind, and she could not give birth to such a dark hearted person as Fu Shen. Now it seems that

Third master Fu was born of her.

The old lady narrowed her eyes and gasped, "since Miss Jiang's eyes are uncomfortable, I won't keep you."

Song Fengwan almost laughed when he saw Jiang Feng's elegant white face.

She doesn't understand the cause and effect, and she also knows that Jiang Fengya's saying that tears fall in the wind is a lie.

Because the old lady didn't play cards according to common sense, she went down and kicked her out.

"Grandma, you..." Fu Yuxiu was not a fool. When she wanted to speak, the old lady spoke again.

"Yuxiu, what are you doing? Don't you send Miss Jiang out as soon as possible. "

"Your grandfather is coming down too. Your third uncle will have dinner as soon as he arrives. Don't keep everyone waiting." In a word, it is a disguised warning to mention two heavyweights.

It's too dark.

When she finished speaking, she turned around and went into the room. She passed by song Fengwan with a kind smile.

The river breeze was so elegant that his body trembled, but he couldn't break out, and his tears fell down.

"Fengya, grandma may not be in a good mood. Don't take her words seriously and don't cry." Fu Yu Xiu put people in his arms and felt distressed.

The old lady of the Fu family poked her heart with every word.

No, it's not!

She lies in Fu Yuxiu's arms, and Yu Guang sees song Fengwan not far away.

Or that condescending, with the indifference of the audience.

"I don't want to stay here." Jiang Fengya sobbed.

"Let's go outside and talk." Fu Yuxiu hugged her and went out.

Song Feng took a sip of tea and laughed silently. He just trotted over. Why are you so worried? He's in a hurry to find abuse.

**

Not long after song Fengwan came into the room, before he saw Mr. Fu, he heard his voice, "Yuxiu, that boy has a face to come here! Even if you come by yourself, you can bring people to me... "

In the middle of his words, he suddenly saw song Fengwan in the living room. He took out his words and swallowed them back.

"Come late." Mr. Fu's smile was peaceful.

"Grandfather Fu is good." Song Fengwan got up to greet him.

"Old man, come and help me taste this soup. How about it?" The old lady frowned and gave him a look of displeasure, indicating that he would follow her into the kitchen.

They had something to say about Fu Yuxiu, but it was inconvenient for Song Feng to be here.

"Grandfather Fu and grandmother Fu, I think the third master is coming soon. I'll take Fu Xinhan out to meet him." Song Fengwan said to Fu Xinhan put on the dog rope.

Fu Xinhan stayed on the ground and refused to go.

He just came back from walking and didn't want to go out.

"Go on, be obedient!" Song Fengwan almost forced it out.

Fu Xinhan wanted to cry.

Why are so many people pushing him out for a walk?

It's inhuman. I can't live this life.

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Song Fengwan leads Fu Xinhan to stroll in the courtyard without letting Qianjiang follow him. There is always a big black man staring at her, and she is not at ease.

Originally Fu Xinhan was quite clever, but I would smell everywhere.

Suddenly I don't know what I smell. I spread my hoof and ran to the grass.

Song Fengwan walked her dog for the first time. She was inexperienced and the rope didn't hold fast. She slipped from her palm and Fu Xinhan disappeared in an instant.

She turned white with fright.

If he lost the third master's dog, he must not spare himself.

"Fu Xinhan --" song Fengwan walked around for a long time, silent and dark. She was not familiar with this place, so she couldn't start at that time.

There was no way. She wanted to turn back for help first.

She has only been to this place once. She has been in the front and back of the car. She doesn't remember the road at all. In addition, she has been looking for dogs for a while. Now she can't even tell the southeast from the northwest. She can only walk towards a bright place.

She didn't walk two steps before she heard the voice. She looked at it again.

Why are they?

They hid under a tree near the street lamp, hugged each other tightly, their lips were close to each other, Jiang Fengya was on tiptoe, catering to Fu Yuxiu, and his petite body was pressed on the tree.

In the dark shade of the trees, the two seemed to merge.

"Elegant, it's not the first time, why are you still so nervous..." his voice was a little thick.

"I don't have it. Let's go now. It's not good to be seen." Her voice is delicate and soft. She wants to refuse and welcome.

"No one is at this point. If I don't do this, you don't know how long it will take to cry..." they actually kiss each other again.

Song Fengwan was afraid of the cold. These two people are really brave. They are close to the roadside, and they are

Now she wants to go back to the Fu's house to find someone to help her find the dog, but she doesn't care about them. She turns around to leave quietly.

This turn around, almost scared to death, just about to scream, mouth was covered.

Why did he appear so quietly?

She was short of breath, and the hot breath from her nose fell on the back of the man's hand, like a tongue of fire.

Her body instinctively dodged back, but his other hand held her arm and pushed her forward. The whole body fell into his arms, one soft and the other warm as iron.

Slightly pressure, ambiguous vertical life.

"Well --" song Fengwan's voice seeped through his fingers.

Very charming and charming.

His eyes sank a little.

My throat is itchy.

If there is a little warped lip, it seems that it has not rubbed the palm of his hand. It is warm and soft.

She was so frightened that she held his clothes in her little hand. His beautiful Phoenix eyes were full of water. He leaned down slowly and came near. His breath came out of his mouth and rubbed her ears, causing her body to tremble.

Song Fengwan felt as if there were dense drumming in the ear, palpitation to break the table.

When did she get so close to the opposite sex?

"Shh -" his voice was very light and fell on her face, hot and heavy.

She nodded in a hurry, he pulled back his hand, the tip of their noses inadvertently rubbed for a while, the nose ambiguous entanglement.

He breathed steadily and eagerly, burning her little face.

Fu Shen chuckled, his voice was a little low and ambiguous? I'm not old enough. How can I have the habit of peeping at other people's intimacy? "