Chapter 232

Fu Chen didn't return to his room when the phone rang.

Song Fengwan's eyes subconsciously glanced at his mobile phone. The remark was "beautiful sister". She burst out laughing. Is this the style of his three remarks?

Fu Chen frowned and called him at this point.

He put his index finger to his lips and motioned to her not to make a sound. Then he sat up straight and picked up the phone.

He didn't even say hello. The people on the other side were shouting.

"Fu Chen, what's the matter with you? On a cold day, let your nephew ride a bicycle outside? Are your cars out of gas? It's all broken down. "

"I called you before, and you promised that I would take care of him. That's how you take care of him?"

"I can tell you that if my son is ill, you are the only one to ask. He has been in winter vacation. If you dare to bully him, I will go back and treat you."

……

The other side doesn't care three seven twenty-one, a mouth gun.

She didn't stop attacking until someone brought her a glass of water.

Fu Chen pinched the center of his eyebrows, and naoren felt some pain.

As expected, it's aggressive.

Song Fengwan leaned close to him. She listened to what the man said. She couldn't believe what he said. She was also a little schadenfreude.

She thought that according to Fu Chen's character, she would fight back. Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth and said only three words.

"I was wrong."

The man on the other side seemed more comfortable and said, "Fu Chen, he's your nephew and a child. As an uncle, you should tolerate him more..."

Fu Shen smiles and nods, but at the bottom of his heart, he has already found a small book, which gives Shen Jinye a hard memory.

This boy is really capable of making a report as soon as he goes out.

"You apologized directly?" Song Fengwan was stunned.

"Unreasonable person, you and her excuse, she will say a lot of truth, endless." Fu Chen pinches his eyebrows and always feels that his sister has become more and more wordy in recent years.

Is it difficult to enter menopause?

**

When Shen Jinye went back, Fu Shen was sitting in the living room. He was carrying a big bag of things. He was sweating because of riding a bike. Now he went into the room with enough heat and couldn't help sneezing.

"Uncle, why don't you go to bed so late?"

"Waiting for you."

Fu Chen smiles at him. Shen Dun is hairy all over the night. How can he seep a little? "What are you waiting for me?"

"I can't sleep. Why don't you go to my study with me?"

Shen Jinye laughs bitterly and enters the study with him. It must be no good. Please forgive him.

At this time, song Fengwan also went downstairs. She had just finished drinking milk and handed the cup down.

"You came just in time. I don't know what you like, so I brought you some snacks." Shen Jinye wants to buy food by himself. He has a sister at home. I'm sorry to think only about myself.

"Thank you." Song Fengwan didn't dare to talk to him much. After washing the cup, he planned to go upstairs.

"I'll take this snack to your room later, or what?" Deep night pick eyebrows.

"She's going to bed. Give me the room. I'll give it to her tomorrow." Fu Shen opened his mouth.

Not only want to abduct out, but also want to enter the house. I'm afraid this boy doesn't want to go to heaven?

Shen Jinye nodded, "I'll go back to my room and pack up first."

But he always felt that something was strange. He couldn't tell

Why do you want to send things to song Fengwan to my brother-in-law and then to him? Is it not the same for him to send them tomorrow?

**

The next morning

Shen Jinye didn't have the habit of sleeping in, but he was always tired after a hard holiday. He set an eight o'clock, but Fu Shen pulled him out of bed at half past five.

I don't know what morning exercise is.

MMP's, it's not bright, morning exercise is a ghost.

After half an hour's hard work, he thought he could go back to his room and sleep.

"Come to the study with me and grind it for me."

a bolt from the blue.

Yesterday, Shen Jinye packed his bags and played several games. He went to bed at two o'clock in the morning and went outside to blow a cold wind. He was not fully awake and his eyes were dull.

Grinding is only a matter of a few minutes. He wanted to lean back on the chair and sleep for a while, but the sound of Beijing Opera came from his ear

He has a terrible pain in his skull. He has a lot of pain.

He screamed in his heart that he could not go up and kick him.

"Uncle, can we change the music?"

"Peking Opera is the quintessence of Chinese culture. How can it cultivate sentiment? Can't sit? " Fu Chen is holding a brush, moistening ink to copy scriptures.

"I..." Shen Jinye really wants to sleep.

"Today's children are just too impetuous and need to temper well."

In a word, he was dismissed directly.

It's a night of suffering. Someone doesn't have the consciousness of disturbing people at all.

*

Song Feng's evening exam started at 9 a.m. and Fu's family ate on time at 7 o'clock. She looked at the night with panda eyes on her head and said, "didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Ah - you try to be dragged at 5:30, ouch -" before Shen Jin finished his night talk, Fu Shen kicked him.

What's the tone of the boy's voice?

"Food does not speak, sleep does not speak." Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

Song Fengwan bowed his head and held back a smile. He was afraid that Fu Shen would make trouble for him.

Why is this old man so mean, but

Pretty cute.

Shen Jinye gritted his teeth. The Fu family is a well-known family, but there are not many rules. When did they begin to eat?

He quickly finished his meal, "uncle, I went upstairs first."

Fu Chen picked his eyebrows and did not speak.

"Late, come on for the exam." Deep night than a refueling gesture.

"Thank you." Song Fengwan drinks Hu spicy soup with his head down.

At the moment, Fu Chen said, "go upstairs to change clothes, accompany me to the examination room, and then go to the temple."

To the temple? Isn't that going up the mountain?

Can't you let him sleep for a while?

He thought that Fu Shen was going up the mountain to pray for blessings, but he didn't expect to pick up a little monk. The little monk was wearing a green cloth shirt, and his mouth was sweet. He was mellow and lovely. He was very happy at the bottom of his heart.

If Fu Xinhan is not at home, he can't walk his dog, even his children.

Shen Jinye is good to him, and Huaisheng naturally adheres to him. On the day he takes him back, he takes Huaisheng out to play. At night, he still holds a small pillow and wants to sleep with him in the same room.

Fu chenle was very happy. Huaisheng went to the cram school and was picked up. He solved two light bulbs at one time.

Later on, I learned what it was like to invite Buddha, but not to send Buddha.

**

Song Fengwan's exams in the next few days were smooth. With the end of school enrollment, the nerves that were crushed by the exams gradually relaxed.

Before every exam, we will call Qiao Aiyun as a rule.

"... you just feel good. Don't work too hard. You must go to bed early at night. Health is the most important thing. Try your best in the exam." Qiao Aiyun and ordinary parents told her the same.

"I know." Song Fengwan was waiting outside the examination room to enter. The cold wind made people's bones ache. "Mom, how are you and uncle Yan recently?"

"..." Qiao Aiyun looked at the person beside her. This morning, she was going to go out to buy vegetables. He had to follow her. If she wanted to make progress, living under the same roof, it would not be as good as before. When she saw him, she was afraid and nervous, but there was no substantial development. "You are good at learning. Don't worry about adult affairs."

"All right." Song Fengwan saw that the examination room had been opened, and some people came in one after another, "I'm going to enter the examination room, hang up first."

"Don't be nervous, normal play is certainly no problem..." Qiao Aiyun followed a few words to hang up the phone.

When she put away her mobile phone, her arm accidentally bumped into the arm of the people around her. She subconsciously moved away from him and blurted out, "I'm sorry."

Yan Wangchuan glanced at her, four eyes relative seconds, Qiao Aiyun can feel that he is not in a good mood.

"Am I a monster? Are you so far away from me? "

"No..." is totally a conditioned reflex of body instinct.

Before her voice fell, Yan Wangchuan suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand. She had just finished answering the phone, and when she reached out in winter, it was hard to avoid freezing, and his hand was extremely hot

The whole back of her hand seemed to burn.

Two people after the market, Qiao Aiyun can't help but want to hide.

She is an old resident here, and the stall owner here are old acquaintances. Recently, Yan Wangchuan has been following her to buy vegetables, which has attracted people's attention.

She and song Jingren have a lot of trouble. People here are clear about it. Soon after the divorce, they have a double relationship with another man. Some people think it's normal, but others talk and point out behind their backs.

So two people go out, Qiao Aiyun always pay special attention, but at the moment he is still holding his hand tightly, refused to let go.

She's not a girl of ten or twenty years old. She pulls down her hands in full view of the public, and she's ashamed.

She couldn't get away from it, so she could only hint to Yan Wangchuan constantly, either pulling his wrist or clasping his palm.

"Elder martial brother..."

"You've been scratching my palm, trying to take advantage of me and seduce me?" Someone's tone is as calm and arrogant as ever.

Qiao Aiyun

She seduced him?

It's too shameless to say that.

Qiao Aiyun didn't argue with him in the end, but they just finished buying vegetables hand in hand. Along the way, Qiao Aiyun couldn't help but be frightened when she met acquaintances.

When I'm old, I can't take into account the influence when I go out?

Even the security guard at the gate of the community knew Yan Wangchuan, and when they saw them coming back hand in hand, they laughed strangely.

**

After returning, Qiao Aiyun enters the kitchen with vegetables, and Yan Wangchuan follows.

"What are you doing in here?"

"I have something to say to you."

"What?" At the moment cooking is still early, Qiao Aiyun will temporarily not eat vegetables into the refrigerator out of the kitchen, "what's the matter to go out to say."

She sat on the sofa for a while to catch her breath, and Yan Wangchuan sat beside her. His face was cold, and his sight was even colder, as if he was going to eat people.

Qiao Aiyun moved a little to the side, raised her hand and pinned one side of her hair behind her ears, which made her panic at the bottom of her heart.

But she moved half an inch, and he moved closer and further, until he forced her to the corner of the sofa.

"What are you doing?" Yan Wangchuan frowned.

Qiao Aiyun is silly.

This man is really

This should be her question. The villain will complain first.

"What do you want to say?" Qiao Aiyun is not comfortable with him.

"I'd like to discuss a change of address with you."

"Well?" Qiao Aiyun didn't expect that he would suddenly say this. He was stunned.

"You can't call me elder martial brother all the time when we are together."

Qiao Aiyun said with a smile, "what should I call you? Mr. Yan

"Wangchuan or..."

"Husband."

"Sooner or later, you can get used to it in advance."

Qiao Aiyun's head is buzzing. They haven't got married, and they haven't got a license. Is it too fast for him to enter the role? Do they still need to adapt?

"Choose one." Yan Wangchuan is not talking at all, but forcing her to call her.

She knew his character too well, and if she didn't get to the goal, she could only harden her head and say, "after that, I'll call Wang Chuan."

"One more thing."

Joe Aiyun's head is big. He does so many things every day.

"Ten days have passed. When are you going to get the certificate with me?"

Qiao Aiyun's heart suddenly moved fiercely, and the corners of his mouth took out fiercely. How could this man mention it again.

"I can't wait." Yan Wangchuan spoke again.

Qiao Aiyun took a deep breath and looked at the person beside him, "elder martial brother, I..." someone's eyes sank and his face was not happy.

"Wangchuan." Qiao Aiyun corrected her address, "you always tell me when to get the certificate. It's even a proposal to me, but who proposed like you? Your tone seems that I owe you something?"

"You owe me a marriage certificate." Yan Wangchuan is serious.

Qiao Aiyun bit his teeth, how can he always surprise to say provocative words, "this has been more than once, your voice is really hard to accept." He looks like a debt collector with a cold face. No one can see that he is talking about getting a marriage certificate.

"My tone?" Yan Wangchuan is used to speaking, and he is ignorant.

"Domineering and strong, very fierce, very frightening."

"Then I'll be gentle. Will you promise to marry me?"