Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

At the same time, Tang Shi went home, and at the other end, Fu Mu had just returned to Fu's house, and the light in the living room suddenly turned on.

"Where have you been?"

Fu muzhou's mother, Zheng Qiushui, sits in the living room. Even when she is middle-aged, she still has a noble and elegant temperament. When she looks at people, she has an invisible sense of dignity.

Fu Muzhong can only smile, "Mom, I went out to drink with my friends."

"Friend?"

Zheng Qiushui sneered, "and women? Or a divorced man, a prisoner, a child? "

"Mom Fu Mu finally suddenly changed his face, "do you send someone to follow me?"

"Ah If I had not been reminded, I would not have known that you had been mixed up with a woman of no three and no four Zheng Qiushui sneered even more, "a while ago I went out shopping and met an Ru back. She mentioned it to me unintentionally, and I only knew that there was such a thing!"

"Ann?" Fu Muzhong did not want to blurt out, "what the hell is that woman doing?"

"Pay attention to your words!"

Zheng Qiushui's tone is more and more serious, "an is as good as good or bad, safety points, wealth is pure!"

"Mom, don't think about it. It's a friend of mine..."

"Oh, a divorced woman with a greasy spoon. I don't think she's just trying to make friends with you!" Zheng Qiushui refused to believe anything. Tang poetry and Fu Mu were just friends. He said sternly, "I'll break with her!"

"Can you make some sense? What's more, it's all my initiative to contact her... "

"Good! After all, you have grown up. Your mother has raised you for so long, and introduced you to so many family ladies. Now you take the initiative to ask such a dirty woman? Have you ever thought about it for us! Do you want to lose the face of our family? "

Zheng Qiushui stares at Fu Mu end fiercely, "you give me a good stay in Fu family to reflect on!"

"Mom, don't do this!" Fu Mu is really not good at fighting with his mother, can only soft, "I love to play, but you don't say so bad, I really did not happen between her and other things..."

"No?" Zheng Qiushui didn't know where the photo fell in front of Fu Muzhong, "then you can see what this is!"

See the pictures on those ugly pictures, Fu Mu end pupil mercilessly shrink!

The face of the heroine is indeed a Tang poem But But he never touched him Well, in the end In the end

"I tell you, these photos are all sent by me to investigate and give to me, and my mother also specially sent people to check, it is not PS at all! If I hadn't seen these pictures with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it! My superior son wants such a disgusting woman

Fu Mu is finally occupied by the huge shock lock.

Impossible, the hero in this picture is not him, let alone thin night. His mother misunderstood But who is this man?!

He believes that Tang poetry is not that kind of person But the heroine in the photo has the same face as her!

Tang poetry Am I wrong about you, or is this a premeditated hoax?

Fu Mu's brain is in a mess, and her handsome face is pale. Zheng Qiushui is also taking a deep breath, because every time she sees this picture, her Qi and blood flow up.

It took a lot of effort to calm down. Zheng Qiushui could not let his son die in the hands of that kind of woman, so he said seriously, "you stay at home for me these days, don't go out! Mother won't approve of your association with such women! "

This kind of woman

Fu Mu's eyes are fixed on the picture, and the fingers hanging on the side of the body are tightly clenched.

Not photos processed by ps?

Tang poetry You must not betray my trust