Smart and cute baby: recruit a marriage for daddy

Half an hour ago, Fang Rou received a text message from Feng Jingde. The old man actually shouted to her that it was useless even if her son got married. Have the ability to have a child in a year and a half.

Fang Rou's character has always been strong. She never admits defeat, whether it's family or shopping mall. She certainly won't admit defeat in this matter.

Qiao Xiaoxi stood where he was, like a stake, motionless. Seeing Fang Rou leave, only she and Feng Tingyu are left.

Feng Tingyu was dressed in a white nightgown with an open neck, revealing his strong chest, with a loose belt around his waist, and two straight legs below.

He ignored that there was still a Qiao Xiaoxi in the bedroom, approached the bedside and lay down lazily.

The happy face at the head of the bed just fell down and covered his handsome face.

Feng Tingyu subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed the thing. Seeing something pink, he was angry for a moment and was ready to go to Qiao Xiaoxi.

Qiao Xiaoxi was so frightened that he covered his face with his hands to prevent him from hitting her.

"Tingyu, are you hungry? Shall I bring you a bowl of soup?"

The soft voice outside the door stifled Feng Ting's move to remain in the air.

Soup? That's the soup for children.

This is not the first time Fang Rou has sent him son soup in the past two years. Especially when Fang Rou comes back to Feng's house and feels like a favorite woman.

"You, come here." Feng Tingyu was still at the head of the bed, staring at Qiao Xiaoxi.

"Why?" she is not a obedient person. She can't carry out what he says every time. Especially at this moment, when such lonely men and women.

"Come here." Feng Tingyu lowered his voice and ordered again.

His voice sounded mysterious, as if there was something strange to separate from her. Instinctively, she gradually approached him.

There is a faint reflection at the door of the bedroom. You don't have to see it. It must be Fang Rou hasn't left yet.

When Qiao Xiaoxi approached the bed, Feng Tingyu suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her arm and forcibly pulled it into the bed.

"Ah..." she shouted with fright.

At the same time, all the lights in the bedroom went out.

"What are you doing... HMM..." Qiao Xiaoxi was suppressed by Feng Ting and screamed loudly.

In order to prevent her from barking, he covered her mouth with his hand. The little woman struggled under him, making the big bed 'squeak'.

After a while, the shadow at the door finally disappeared.

It's just acting. Feng Tingyu's acting skills seem to be a little too high. He's almost done with real guns.

"Get on the sofa." he rolled over, released his hand holding her arm and lay flat on the big bed.

Qiao Xiaoxi grabbed the nightdress on the tight fitting, rolled and crawled, and escaped to the sofa.

Almost, she really thought that the man was going to do it to her.

To be on the safe side, she took a quilt in her wardrobe, put it on the sofa and wrapped herself up.

It's hot, but she has to do that.

The bedroom suddenly became very quiet. The pink curtains reflected the moonlight tonight, making everything in the bedroom looming and inseparable.

The man lying on the big bed doesn't move, just like sleeping. Except for just hugging her, I didn't do anything too much to her.