Warm wife strikes

Chapter 894 Time passes, the years are quiet (4)
Fu Liehuo vomited, and let Fu Ya fail with one sentence: "It won't be like pretending again."

"It was discovered by you." Fu Ya stuck out her tongue, "It's actually like this. This comic was drawn by a friend I haven't seen for many years. Now that we meet again, if I don't know anything about the content of the comic, then It's too rude, so you can lend it to me, what's the big deal, can I get her autograph for you?"

"Cut, I'm not that naive, why do you want to sign?" Fu Liehuo said contemptuously.

Fu Ya bit her finger, "Then... I can take you to meet her, and we can provide one-stop service for dinner, group photo and autograph."

"Deal." Fu Liehuo said bluntly, with a successful smile on the corner of his lips.

Only then did Fu Ya know that she had been beaten up by Fu Liehuo. People say that women in love will become stupid. Could it be that he has really become stupid, so he can't even fight a child?
But having said that, because Fu Liehuo is a close family member, she put away her decisiveness in the army and got along with him with a normal heart.

Fu Liehuo took out the first season and the second season, the siblings lay on the soft sofa, quietly turning the pages of the book, sometimes burst into a chuckle, sometimes let out a sigh, time passed quietly, the years be quiet.

When Lei Zifeng came out of Fu Haotian's study, what he saw was such a scene. After washing away the killing and fierceness on the battlefield, Fu Ya returned to the basics, and even though he was a kid, he pretended to be an adult. Fu Liehuo, who has tough lines but soft eyes.This scene almost moved him. He could imagine that many years later, after he and Fu Ya had a son, it would be such a heart-warming scene.

Lei Zifeng is a fierce general and a fierce tiger. Everyone regards him as a myth, but all of this is dyed with blood. Sometimes he also has nightmares and worries, whether he is worthy of being so blood-stained. Go up and hug someone?Before he met Fu Ya, he never thought of making himself settled down. A warrior is lonely, and the leader of a warrior has to endure a more complete loneliness than that. A master will always be alone in the end.

Fortunately, God brought Fu Ya to his side. Every time Fu Ya was rescued by him, Fu Ya would always feel that he saved her again and again, but it was not, it was Fu Ya who saved him. It was Fu Ya who gave her warmth again, so that he would not wake up in a dream at midnight, looking at his hands that had stained countless lives with fear on his face.

Lei Zifeng couldn't bear to disturb such a scene, so he sat on a chair far away and didn't make a sound.

Fu Ya looked at the manga in her hand, and the more she read it, the more she worked hard, and the more she read, the more she devoted herself. The manga began with the sentence: "Would you like to marry me if I have long hair to my waist?", leading to a series of stories. She grew her hair, but the person she liked didn't come to marry her, because she had already been murdered, so she cut her hair short and vowed to avenge the person she liked. On the road of revenge, various stories were drawn, and various people met. Sincerely, against one's will, conspiracies, plots, but under the protection of the male protagonist, the heroine saved her life many times.Fu Ya couldn't wait to look down, but at this moment the ear-piercing phone rang.

Fu Ya reluctantly put down the book and picked up the phone: "Hello?"

Deng Haomo's voice came from the phone: "Aya, it's me."

"Mo Mo!" Fu Ya jumped up from the sofa, "Mo Mo, have you finished your work yet?"

"Well, I booked a box at 'Free' and have dinner together in the evening." Deng Haomo's voice sounded a little tired.

"Okay, I'll come over right away." Fu Ya said, and took a look at Fu Liehuo: "By the way, Mo Mo, can I bring my younger brother, he is your book fan, and I really want to see you."

"Okay, Aya, do we need to be so polite?" Deng Haomo replied easily.

Fu Ya was overjoyed, and said, "Okay, I'll bring my brother here right away."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Ya picked up Fu Liehuo, "Little friend, let's go, sister will take you to have fun!"

When Lei Zifeng heard Fu Ya's voice on the phone, he got up and walked over. When Fu Ya said that he would only take Fu Liehuo and not him, he felt no embarrassment. Lao Jing: "Honey, do you want to go out?"

Fu Ya picked up the bag next to her and said, "Yes, Mo Mo is calling."

"Aren't you going to take me there?" A voice filled with resentment.

"What are you going to do? The gathering between sisters, men stand aside, besides, you two don't know each other." Fu Ya helped Fu Liehuo tidy up the clothes on his body, walked to the door and began to put on shoes.

Lei Zifeng pointed at Fu Liehuo with more resentment: "Then why can he go, isn't he a man?"

Fu Ya took a look at Fu Liehuo, "Um, Brother Feng, he really isn't a man right now."

Fu Liehuo gave Fu Ya an unhappy look, as if to say: I am a man...

Lei Zifeng pursed his mouth in grievance, Fu Liehuo raised his eyes arrogantly, Fu Ya looked at the two men, one big and one small, and finally sighed: "Brother Feng, I'll introduce you next time, okay?" , Mo Mo and I haven't seen each other for a long time, I want to catch up with her, it's inconvenient to say something with a man by my side."

Lei Zifeng still pouted.

Fu Ya thought for a while, covered Fu Liehuo's eyes with one hand and pulled Lei Zifeng with the other hand, and kissed him: "Bye, brother Feng!" Then she fled quickly with Fu Liehuo.

Well, after walking far away, Fu Ya could feel two beams of resentful light behind her.

When they arrived at the agreed place, Deng Haomo had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw Fu Ya, he waved to her.

Deng Haomo was wearing a blue denim jacket, with short neat hair dyed bright yellow, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, a very typical image of a literary young woman.

Fu Ya pulled Fu Liehuo and walked over to sit down. Deng Haomo saw Fu Liehuo's eyes burst into fiery light: "Aya, this is your brother? So cute and cute!"

Fu Ya smiled sincerely, but Deng Haomo remained the same, his eyes lit up when he saw the pink and jade-carved little Zhengtai, when she was a child, I don't know how many good-looking boys were trampled by her to the point of detouring away when they saw her.

"This is my cousin Fu Liehuo, Liehuo, I won't introduce Momo, I think you already know her." Fu Ya coughed softly, and introduced the two to each other symbolically.

"Agni?" The light in Deng Haomo's eyes became more obvious: "What a cute little Zhengtai, as if he came out of a comic, no, I want to draw him into my comic!"

Fu Liehuo kept a straight face, even when he saw his idol, he didn't show any expression of admiration or flattery.

The waiter brought the food, and Fu Ya and Deng Haomo chatted while eating.

(End of this chapter)