Grandpa Fu's little flirt is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 1172 You dare to torment your mother, try

Ning Jiaqi could only shelve this matter for the time being, and wait until after she gave birth to the little bun.

"Uncle, when will you come back?" When Ning Jiaqi was acting like a baby, he liked to call Fu Chiyan Uncle, with a deep nostalgia in his tone.

"Miss me?"

"Well, I miss you." Ning Jiaqi lay down on the bed, turned on the hands-free phone and placed it beside the bed, with a trace of tiredness in his voice.

"I'll be going back soon." Fu Chiyan seemed to hear the tiredness in Ning Jiaqi's tone, and said in a soft tone, "Hey, go to sleep when you're sleepy, and you'll see me when you wake up." .”

"Hmm..." Perhaps hearing Fu Chiyan's words about going to sleep and waking up to see him, it was like hypnosis that made Ning Jiaqi fall into a deep sleep.

But Fu Chiyan did not hang up the phone immediately, but quietly listened to Ning Jiaqi's sleeping breathing.

……

After waiting for Ning Jiaqi to sleep for a long time, she closed her eyes and yawned, feeling gradually waking up.

Ning Jiaqi felt that she was in a warm embrace, and the words Fu Chiyan said flashed in Ning Jiaqi's mind: You can see me when you wake up.

Ning Jiaqi suddenly turned his head to look, but he didn't expect Fu Chiyan to get too close, and his head hit Fu Chiyan's chin directly.

"Hmm." Ning Jiaqi heard Fu Chiyan's painful muffled sound coming from behind him.

"Uncle, I didn't mean to, are you okay?" Ning Jiaqi covered his head with one hand, and asked in a nervous and worried tone
"Mrs. Fu, I haven't seen you in a few days. Is this going to murder my husband?" Fu Chiyan reached out and rubbed his chin, rubbed Ning Jiaqi's head with one hand, and still thought of joking: "Fortunately, my chin is not The prosthesis, otherwise it would be crooked."

Ning Jiaqi was originally sorry and a little guilty, but Fu Chiyan's words made Ning Jiaqi laugh.

"Uncle, your painting style is getting worse and worse."

Ning Jiaqi turned to face Fu Chiyan, looking at the man whom he hadn't seen for a few days, he seemed to be more stern and handsome.

"Do you like it?" Fu Chiyan asked with raised eyebrows.

"I like everything about you." Ning Jiaqi said, and couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed Fu Chiyan's lips.

Just when Fu Chiyan wanted to deepen the kiss, Ning Jiaqi couldn't help turning her head back, opening the distance between them, and then put her small hand directly on Fu Chiyan's lips.

"No." Ning Jiaqi seemed to be coaxing a child, coaxing Fu Chiyan, an older child, and said, "You will be the one who will feel uncomfortable later, bear with it, it won't be a few months."

Fu Chiyan's face turned dark. They said Xiaobie was better than a newlywed. They hadn't seen each other for a few days. He wanted to make out with his little wife, but he was rejected.

Fu Chiyan stretched out his hand and pulled down the little hand covering his lips, holding it tightly, then involuntarily stared at Ning Jiaqi's stomach, gritted his teeth, and said cruelly, "I'll clean it up when you come out." you."

Ning Jiaqi felt a little helpless when she heard Fu Chiyan's childish words, but at the same time she felt her stomach move.

"Uncle, our little bun is protesting your words in my stomach!"

Fu Chiyan reached out to stroke Ning Jiaqi's stomach, and felt the movement, and immediately said with a serious face, "Be good, if you dare to torment your mother, try."

As a father, to warn the unborn little bun to be quiet is something only Fu Chiyan can do.

I have to say, this painting style is really very strange.

(Good night)
(End of this chapter)