"My God, I'm thin after you've been away for a few days?"
Fu Siyang said: "thin."
"I'm kidding."
Fu Siyang gave her a kiss on the face, let her go, pulled the quilt to cover her, "go to sleep, go to sleep."
"I'm not sleepy." Ah, she thinks he's so boring.
She had to sleep as soon as she came back.
She's just pregnant. How can she not even have the freedom to sleep?
Fu Siyang said: "you are not sleepy, baby should sleep."
Yu'er said: "your biology is white, he is now a cell, know sleep?"
“……”
However, they had a sleep.
I can't understand how he felt when he became a father.
……
The end of December is Fu Jingyu's birthday.
Fu Chun prepared a birthday present for his father. After thinking about it for a long time, he chose to knit a sweater for him.
Nowadays, Gu Feng is convinced that he can still come up with such an idea.
"Are you sure that if you play this every day, your classmates won't laugh at you?" At noon, Fu Chunzuo on the sofa, Gu Feng came over, make complaints about her.
Fu chundao: "no way."
She looked at Huo Yanxi sitting there and asked, "brother Yanxi, do you know how to laugh?"
"He's not your classmate."
"We're in the same school."
"He's licking the dog, not counting."
"..." Fu chundao: "brother Gu Feng, you are too much. You are not allowed to say that about him."
"Oh, you've got your shorts on." Gu Feng smiles and looks at the sweaters she has knitted in her hand. "Are you sure you can weave them?"
"I'm sure I can." Fu Chun insisted, "I did my homework."
“……”
"It's said that my mother used to knit a scarf for my father, but my father likes it."
"Your mother is as boring as you are."
"Who's bored?" Ye Fanxing came down.
Gu Feng saw her and said, "aunt Ye."
"Look for a fight." Ye Fanxing pretended to stare at him fiercely and walked away.
Recently, Fu Jingyu is going to celebrate his birthday. His family is very busy.
Ye Fanxing has been in poor health recently. Now it's cold. She doesn't want to prepare for this. However, Fu Jing meets many friends.
Not prepared, not very good.
Fu Chun continued to weave the towel, and Huo Yanxi was beside her, holding the wool for her.
Gu Feng took a look at the two idiots and said nothing.
Although he likes Fu Chun, he knows that he can't be more like a licking dog than Huo Yanxi.
So he's willing to take advantage.
After he left, Huo Yanxi looked at Fu Chun.
She's serious. She looks cute.
He likes her like this.
Like two homes, in the heart is magnified, and then, slowly become hot up.
He drew back his eyes and some of them did not dare to look at her any more.
Recently, he always had an idea in his mind, which became more and more intense.
I always feel that I have something to say to her.
……
"Oh, I'm so tired! Here's another shot missing. " Fu Chun took down the sweater he had just knitted.
Huo Yanxi looked at her and saw that she had a terrible headache.
He continued to help her with her knitting and watched her continue to weave.
After several days of knitting, Fu Chun finally gave up and decided to knit gloves.
She looked at Huo Yanxi and found that he was much more patient than himself and always accompanied him.
She said, "brother Yanxi."
"Well."
"How about I knit you a glove?"
"..." he looked at her, somewhat surprised, "when?"
"Wait for me to weave dad's first."
"Good."
"But when can I finish it?" she said
"..." he laughed.
Fu Chunzhi was tired. He felt that he didn't really have this cell. He leaned on him a little depressed.
(continue to ask for monthly tickets. At the end of the month, one ticket is worth two. It's a waste not to vote.)