Chapter 642

Xu Jin is still lying on the bed. Fortunately, it's early September. It's not hot or cold. If it's Midsummer, Xu Jin can't get out of bed all day. He must have a layer of prickly heat on his body, and his golden buttocks will not recover easily.

Knowing that Xu Jin likes his son, Fu Rong places his brother-in-law on the head of the bed, so that the father and son don't have to worry about him accidentally kicking him.

"The sixth brother gets married in May next year. If you want me to say that my father still loves you very much. It's only for half a year. If it's one year, you can't drink the wedding wine of the sixth brother." Sitting in front of the bed, Fu Rong peeled the pomegranate while chatting with him. The maids had already cut the pomegranate skin into six pieces. Fu Rong liked to peel the Pomegranate by himself, so he didn't eat them completely.

Xu Jin gnawed at his son's little hand, and his eyes flashed when he heard this.

Cui Wan didn't really like Liu Di, but he was suspected of framing Fu Rong and provoking Liu Di to kill him. He should have obstructed the marriage.

But Xu Jin wants to know more, if it is really Cui Wan's six younger brothers, who is behind her.

After his death in his last life, the sixth younger brother was assailed. The one who harmed the sixth brother was the mastermind, or the sixth brother he seduced with power. It had nothing to do with Cui Wan, or the other party conspired with Cui Wan. Cui Wan instigated the sixth brother, and the other side took the life of the sixth brother.

Either way, that talent is what he really wants to catch.

"Here you are."

Is thinking, in front of a thin white hand, palm has a few bright red pomegranate.

Seeing the elder brother's eyes staring at him, Xu Jin grabbed Fu Rong's hand and snatched those pomegranates into his mouth.

He looked at his mother's empty palm, and then looked at his father's mouth which was obviously chewing. He was not happy, so he asked his mother for it.

He was too young. Fu Rong hid the pomegranate, wiped his hands, picked up the pomegranate juice squeezed in the kitchen in advance, drank a small sip, and then picked up his brother and fed him mouth to mouth. He likes to eat like this. He looks up and waits.

"Is it good to drink?" Fu Rong helped his son wipe the corners of his mouth and asked with a smile.

He laughed happily and looked at the table.

Fu Rong refused to let him drink too much and let him go back.

"I want it, too." Xu Jin looked up at her, shameless.

Fu Rong looked as like as two peas, and the other two of them looked at the same thing. They smiled and laughed, and sat down at the table to eat pomegranate.

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